BBD – Blather On The Disorient Express {Updated}

With reference to the incredible French train averted ‘terrorist’ attack.

Doug Bolton, “France train gunman Ayoub El-Khazzani ‘dumbfounded’ at terror allegations and claims he found AK-47 ‘by chance’ in a park,” Independent, 23 August 2015:

independent.co.uk/news/world/europe/train-gunman-ayoub-elkhazzani-is-dumbfounded-at-terror-allegations-claims-he-found-ak47-by-chance-in-a-park-10467965.html

Speaking to BFM-TV, David said: “He is dumbfounded that his act is being linked to terrorism,” adding that El-Khazzani describes himself as a homeless man.

“He says that by chance he found a suitcase with a weapon, with a telephone, hidden away,” she said.

“He said he found it in the park which is just next to the Midi Station in Brussels, where he often sleeps with other homeless people.”

Explaining what El-Khazzani claims he planned to do with the rifle, David said: “He planned to hold up the train, then shoot out a window and jump out to escape.”

While this could be a bunch of defense lawyer rubbish, something should be said about the assumption of terrorism simply because a Muslim is holding a gun. They do commit crimes related to money now and again just like the rest of the world.

It also reminded me of the beginning of the attempt to turn me into a terrorist by Obama’s thugs. In Brooklyn in early 2010, there were several keys left laying around, usually right out in front of our condo but also at a spot I frequented to work out in Prospect Park.

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Aha. Knew I captured at least one.

One of the keys I recall was to some VIP area at an airport. Another seemed to be a locker. Whether airport also or a train or bus station, I either don’t recall or it wasn’t clear. There were also what appeared to be apartment and car keys.

This is the kind of thing that, out of context, I would tend to leave to chance, to coincidence. But combined with having been drugged and harassed so intensely and persistently around that time, I would have to say no.

This is a traceless way to entrap someone. The focus of any arising case becomes on the shooter, not on where the shooter got the gun, which would remain a mystery. {The answer, of course, DHS, FBI, CIA, DIA, INSCOM, JSOC, etc., or the usual Top Secret America private contractor suspects}.

But once you are in the legal system and the Department of Justice is on the case, you can abandon all hope of a fair trial, unless you are an elite, in which case they will move Heaven and Earth to protect you.

What was in those lockers? No idea. But it aligned well with the little “game” that ‘Balding’ and I played, where he presented my doctor’s appointment as some sort of loony check-up for being drafted and I pretended to go along with it at times in order to find out why I was being harassed.

It turned out, of course, they wanted a violent reaction when a court case I attended came back with a guilty verdict. I was quite pleased to have foiled that outcome.

But you might be saying to yourself that it would still be breaking the law, that maybe there is some value in attempting to entrap random people by the method of leaving weapons in their path.

I would then remind you that your free will is in question even under normal circumstances as neuroscientists and psychologists still aren’t settled on what free will is to begin with. How much more so, then, when there is a team of Federal thugs harassing, drugging, tricking, ruining you financially and socially, and otherwise brainhacking you to the point of madness? Merely in order, in my case, to A} roll-up/limited hangout a program so goddam illegal that it technically could be called surreptitious slavery, and B} as noted many times, create the fear of LGBT that the United States government and Wall Street have succeeded in doing with Muslims, Hispanics, African Americans, and some other minorities they don’t deem worthy of protection nor see as having any intrinsic value. This, of course, leads to C} providing justifications for contracts to watch and further harass these groups in order to support the bloated intelligence industry as excuses for war do for the related defense industry. They are all about the fear, and while fear works to an extent as a market force, in the long run it kills consumer confidence. Say hello to our permanent shitty economy.

While calling these practices false-flag may not be 100% accurate, after all it still requires some sort of cooperation on the part of the patsy, it is neither 100% the patsy’s doing. What to call it? Gray-flag?

Guess I’ll stick with MKULTRA, COINTELPRO, and NKINTRA for now.

Update 1: Added photo of one set of keys.

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BBD – A Spookwork Orange

…because nothing rhymes with orange.

And worth repeating:

“That stained glass curtain that you’re hiding behind never let’s in the Sun.”

This is going to be another mash-up. I will provide some insight into the psychology of the covert field agent based on my experience as a target and explain how this is bad for America. In the same post here, I will also add some new information with regards to Wicked Game, in this case what I have in Chapter 13 regarding my work as a real estate consultant in New York City.

In early 2010, Brooklyn had to my eye turned into a spook free-for-all. While it is impossible to be 100% accurate as to what/who was, and wasn’t, there were a few that I think were very apparent. As I noted there, there was a man whom I nicknamed ‘Balding’ who I saw on a few occasions, all but once in Brooklyn, the exception being the doctor’s appointment where my then-partner wanted to get me on some anti-psychotic drug or similar. ‘Balding’ seemed to me to be the boss or supervisor of a few others, primarily Anthony and his roommate who rented the condo above the one my partner owned. Anthony and the other guy made a lot of noise. There was the time I saw them moving in and they broke the door that served as the primary means of egress in case of fire–apart from jumping from the balcony or getting stuck in the parking garage–for our half of the building. The condo board was oddly in no hurry to fix this and became angry with me for requesting the they do so after days of the door being inoperable. This was all in a time of fire in a borough that was reeling from several arsons–including the one that claimed the home of my friend Kate Conway and her father.

Aside from Anthony and ‘Balding’ there quite a few others. A few doppelgangers which I’ve noted elsewhere, most of whom were not very exact in their resemblance with one exception, a younger double for Larry Johnson sitting in a car one evening wearing sunglasses.

But the real pains-in-the-ass were, for some reason, mostly young women. I’m going to take a guess that they over-did things in order to seek approval of the man’s world in which they found themselves working. They were really extremely impolite and overzealous in their harassment, and as I’ve noted a few posts below, almost certainly aware that I had been drugged and therefore even more frazzled at what a person under normal circumstances would consider one odd event if they had witnessed only that one.

The most blatant was a woman–not young, don’t know what her excuse was–mocking me, what I was saying on the phone to my ex-partner, while I was on the Stone Arch Bridge in Minneapolis. She did it repeatedly and loudly. I finally said, “Ain’t that the f—ing truth?!?” loudly. She jumped, shut up, and fully failed to make eye contact with me.

This was when I realized that spooks are at heart cowards. They hate the light being shined on their dirty deeds and the methods they use to achieve them. Since they are as a whole in the service of multinational corporations, banks, and oligarchs and have declared war on the rest of us, it is imperative that both occur. Really, it is a matter of survival.

But any rational person undergoing the psychological harassment that I endured in New York and in Minneapolis after moving there would call it torture, torture-lite at best. The legal definition, you see, requires captivity. In this case, there was only the captivity that being drugged surreptitiously out of your mind, psychological herding, covert ops designed to get you fired and ruin your relationships provides. So while not technically torture in the legal sense, it is torture in the layman definition sense. It has the same purpose: To get the target to do something they would not normally do.

What is the motivation for the field agent overall, though? What are they thinking when they do this, not to members of Al Qaeda, but to their own fellow citizens?

Once again I present a Derren Brown experiment. Absolutely no hypnotism involved, merely human psychology. I suggest beginning at the 07:30 mark:

Derren Brown The Experiments – Remote Control.

Anonymity and group-think or mob-mentality lead to some seriously cruel results. Spooks enjoy anonymity, comes with the territory. They also have the implicit approval of their superiors to increase domestic terrorism in order to further secure more funding. Funding which goes partially to private firms and then gets kicked back to politicians who vehemently defend the organizations. Organizations which, by the way, do not have to disclose to whom and how much they contribute to political campaigns.

It really was a bit like what you see in the video except on occasion something positive would seem to happen. It was as if someone were trying to intentionally put me on an emotional roller coaster, perhaps with the intent of making me as socio- or psychopathic as possible; emotionally disturbed. Then with the further intent of driving me to violence, which would then be used to a} further justify more contracts, trampling of rights in general and b} to add LGBT to the list of people the Deep State can use bigotry to distract from their theft of wealth from and destruction of the middle class.

Except of course for me this was not just one hellish night followed by an apology and replacement of what was destroyed. This went on for over a year and Barack Obama, whom I assume to be stone-cold psychopath, has prevented anything being done about it at every turn with his war on whistleblowers. Separate what the man says from what he does, because they are rarely kin, and I think you see more of the same as we got from Bush and will get from the next POTUS.

Shifting gears, it has also came to my attention that there was a lot more to the so-called Ground Zero Mosque story than I would have guessed:

Matthew Phelan, “The Ground Zero Mosque Was an Inside Job,” Gawker/Black Bag, 11 September 2014:

blackbag.gawker.com/the-ground-zero-mosque-was-an-inside-job-1633321283

You’ll note the involvement of the son of a man shot by a bag lady, allegedly a CIA drug smuggling money man. You’ll note the involvement of a FBI consultant. I was entirely unaware of any of this when I was doing work on the project in late 2009.

You’ll also see, if you click on the tax form, the Aspen address. Aspen is home to the Aspen Institute and it’s Aspen Strategy Group and is another of those spy-world-magnet places, where there are annual meetings of spies and muckity-mucks.

You may also recall I. ‘Scooter’ Libby’s “poem” to Judy Miller of the New York Times:

You went into jail in the summer. It is fall now. You will have stories to cover — Iraqi elections and suicide bombers, biological threats and the Iranian nuclear program. Out west, where you vacation, the aspens will already be turning. They turn in clusters, because their roots connect them. Come back to work — to life.

Tim Grieve, “Scooter Libby, Judy Miller and those turning aspens: What did Libby mean in his cryptic letter to Miller? She provides some clues,” Salon, 31 January 2007:

salon.com/2007/01/31/aspens/.

Between MKULTRA killers/targets, Aspen, Plamegate, the Cordoba House, and connections to not one but two agencies in the intelligence community, this is a meme hurricane. I don’t much know what to make of it except it does fit with some of those other clients I mention in the chapter linked at top of this post.

The only other things I’ll add is that this might not only serve the Republicans but the Democrats as well. Not that the Democrats really want peace, but that many who vote for them believe that they do, and that’s all that matters. The Ground Zero Mosque may have been an op to mobilize the bases of both main parties, and not just the Republicans.

But one should also note that this heavily implies the involvement of the intelligence community in elections. I would say that that is the biggest no-no for them, but there are so many no-nos to choose from, many of which we already know to have been violated, eg, CIA not only spying domestically but on the US Senate, torture, DoD spying on protestors, FBI’s parallel construction and entrapment ops, etc.

Just gets weirder and weirder and yet somehow clearer and clearer.

BBD – The Missing Link? {Updated}

And it’s the wrong words that make you prick up your ears
When later alone

Several hours after making the previous post live, a possible piece of the Wicked Game puzzle just sort of popped into my head. The problem is it actually makes sense, could explain a great deal. But then…well, you’ll see. While I should not be punishing those very few times I may have been told the truth {you should see the ridiculous crap I don’t even bother posting about}, there’s just something so neat and convenient.

First, let me back up a little.

2004 and on: Plamegate online warrior in which I really did put forth some good counter-arguments to those coming out of the Cheney administration. It related to the invasion of Iraq, which I have always opposed. Even when Bill Maher reversed himself once {“only Bush could imagine a Middle East so different from the one we know” or words to that effect} or when he had the King of Pentagon Stenographers on himself, Bob Woodward, dancing around how the Vice President’s office was illegally going around Congress to give the opposition money and weapons in order to reduce the number of American casualties temporarily in an election year. Always opposed it.

Then there was the Wexler impeachment event. All of this likely due to CIA engaging its unwitting asset to get back at Cheney and the Pentagon for Plamegate and backing Achmed Chalabi as Iraq’s replacement for Saddam Hussein. Would provide plausible deniability and appear as a grassroots kind of movement in which I was just one of many.

Then, let’s say, Cheney’s sycophants inside CIA alert his people to who I am. What is the response? For…

DIA or CIA in 2007-2008 to use me to remind George Clooney of his year from hell during the shooting of Syriana. Yeah, might have been either agency and one imagines DIA has the same non-prosecution agreement with DoJ that CIA has. DIA actually makes some sense, since there’s a chance the movie had CIA backing to begin with. Not sure, but the point was to remind him that he didn’t want to do another piece criticizing the War on Terror and how the US backs torture regimes. At this point, I’m on the radar. So…

{Here’s where the new piece comes in.}

Erik Prince bribes ‘Balding’ to use his capacity as a Department of Homeland Security operative to target me at some point in late 2008. The problem, he needs to hang the op internally on something. He uses the Manning leaks and DoD obliges by setting the date of the initial dealings of Private Manning back to October 2009. The problem? The party-crasher at the Halloween Party in October and the garbage was stolen in November 2008. The timeline shoots that tenuous connection right out of the water.

The purpose, as I’ve noted before, to turn me into the Lois Lang to Jeremy Scahill’s Nick Deak. The Squidgate op is initiated once they are ready to partially cloud the real issue and to hit two or three birds with one stone.

Now, who is missing from this scenario? Who comes out smelling like a rose when it’s all about “Blame the Republicans”? I’ll give you a hint, it’s a political party. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear the Democrats want to be friends again. And with an election coming up.

I have several responses to that.

Remember my drive out of Minneapolis a few days after 11/11/11? Because I sure as hell do.

The rest of what I’m thinking is far less polite.

Of course nothing will ever come of any of those things I listed above. Cheney is untouchable. So is Prince, obviously…he’s back in the States and there’s no peep about any of the many charges that lead to him fleeing for some time to the UAE.

As for Balding, I expect to see Obama giving him medal any day now. At worst, he’ll be pushed out of DHS and wind up working as a contractor perhaps with a cushier training, sales, or desk job. Rewarded, as people always are in the US, for doing horrible things.

BBD – Walking the Plank

Back when the cloak and dagger nonsense began, after having been drugged or similar with something that both inhibited reason and caused sometimes rather extreme increase in adrenaline flow–thereby mimicking schizophrenia or the like–there was a lot of self-pity going on. I was sure, especially after the encounter in the Brooklyn McDonalds with the funny man who struck up the conversation about assassination, that I was going to get ‘whacked.’ When that didn’t happen, and a few more similar but less dramatic events happened, I became numb to the thought. One gets tired of feeling sorry for oneself, eulogizing yourself.

The point of these exercises are many, but clearly discrediting yourself and being made to feel simultaneously ashamed and to notice that all the people you thought cared about you actually don’t, are two of them. While neither of these thoughts/feelings are entirely valid, the ability to inflict them on a target can be a powerful step in the direction of ‘persistent adversity,’ ‘learned helplessness,’ and the ‘futility’ technique used in torture as reported on recently by Jeff Kaye, Jason Leopold, and Spencer Ackerman. There are parallels between today’s mostly-government done harassment and mostly-government done torture.

In any case, I’m posting this more like a journal entry. Needs to go somewhere and if secrecy can serve the enemies of democracy among us perhaps openness can serve me.

Back in the Spring of 2012, I had decided to make a trek to Canada. You may recall, if you’re a longtime reader, that I stopped off in Kentucky along the way. This, Murray–where I had gone to college–was where I picked up a rental car for the trip. Before leaving the parking lot, I went through two other rental cars, both of which had a several extremely bald tires.

While I was waiting for the car{s} to be ready, I had brunch across the street at a diner, the name of which I have forgotten. By the time I reached my destination in Louisville, I was feeling very ill. I slept sitting up all night because it felt as though I might throw up in my sleep.

The feeling passed, but a few days later, similar happened at a pizza parlor. My dinner companion felt no such similar symptoms. Then still more days later, after having a beer or two in a bar–where the bartender pretended to open the bottle of beer even though I could see he had done so in the back room first–was the third time. There may have been a fourth in Toronto later but it was not as bad.

Note: the bartender and beer probably had nothing to do with it. Look at things like chemtrails. It reminds me of the infamous animal psychology case that launched one expert’s career. A horse always went berserk when it saw a particular colored hat. She investigated and found that the animal had been whipped many times in its stall. Having no idea why it was being whipped, it stared at a post outside the stall upon which hung that color hat. It came to associate the hat with being whipped and so the existence of animal superstition was brought to light.

I think that there is a similar process to thinking chemtrails are poisoning us all, but that is a different topic. The point there being that the likelihood that I would actually catch the real person poisoning me was close to 0%. The bartender may have been bait. They may have hoped for a “there’s something on the wing” type over-reaction, resulting in police forcing me into some sort of psychiatric testing and/or care and/or arrest, depending on how such a thing played out.

But what did follow closely on the heels of having been poisoned three or four times was the chronic cough. I had thought it a harassment technique. I mean, who wants to hire someone who goes into coughing fits periodically? At my age? Doesn’t happen. Not to mention the repeated psychological trauma and covert ops designed to burn all my bridges.

Next I suppose I should explain the healthcare situation. I don’t have any. I paid an extra $95 for last years’ taxes due to not having it and being well under the poverty level in income. It is not automatic, it is not single payer. I think it costs around $400 per month to get it and pay for it yourself, but I don’t know because that is well beyond my means.

The point: I don’t know for certain what the cause of the cough it. I did see a doctor in Canada after getting pink eye–which coincided with the cough beginningeven though the cough came first–and he thought the two related. Pink eye went away, cough did not. Later in Chicago a doctor’s preliminary diagnosis was “likely connected to digestion.”

I think he’s right about that. I think that the “poison,” whatever it was, caused damage and now my esophagus creates excess mucous in order to compensate. There’s a name for this, I discovered recently when someone handed me a pamphlet: G.E.R.D or gastro esophageal reflux disease. I don’t have all of the symptoms, specifically the acid reflux. But I think whatever it is, it is both related to the poisoning and digestion system damage from same.

According to stats, there’s about a 1/3 chance of developing esophageal cancer from GERD. Let’s think about this mathematically and the way that Langley and Pentagon lawyers do.

If someone takes a six-shooter and puts only two bullets in it and pulls the trigger, was it attempted murder? Seems more like reckless endangerment. It is, as is for example the drone memo which relies on the law of two countries that don’t have constitutions, dancing around the legal issues, skirting the edge as closely as possible.

In any case, I don’t know for certain and I know that self-diagnosis is not a good idea. But you do the best you can with what you’ve got.

Who? Well I haven’t picked on ‘Balding’ lately. If there was any truth to the DoJ OIG response letter, then one would likely place him–and ‘Janus’ for that matter–at the Department of Homeland Security. Why not? They’re the ones who clearly had a reason to be involved, eg, the border incident. The street theater, going back to November 2008 with the garbage theft, etc. Assuming all of that was intended for me to see, for what purpose? Why the hidden music CD in the rental car? Etc.?

Because there are no real rules for these people. Not as long as they can convince any interested parties it’s all delusional.

Now on to why they would do this. There are several obvious and some less so reason.

1} To ensure that the odds of my being present for hearings not unlike the Church/Tower ones are minimized.

2} To send a message to everyone about what happens to you when you question the Deep State.

3} To try to root out any support I may have inside the IC, people sympathetic to the Rule of Law, Constitutional rights, etc. *

4} To try to make me desperate enough to do something rash. In point of fact, I also thought I had cancer during the Squidgate trial. Turned out to not be the case.

This last is the ‘walking the plank’ portion of what I’m referring to along with learned helplessness. The point is to convince the target that he or she has nothing to live for. In fact, they are already dying, so why not go out with a bang?

The idea then after that to use as examples to be held up in the news as to why we need fewer rights, why we need more funding for contractors who then feed that money back to the politicians who protect their criminal practices. And, of course, in my case, to try to paint LGBTetc as being as prone to violence as they have Muslims and as they are in the process of doing with African Americans.

That’s how it works. You can’t help wondering, once you’ve seen what they are capable of from a spycraft and brutality standpoint if this isn’t where Al Qaeda and other terrorist organizations came from in the first place. They have certainly made a lot of people rich and powerful on the backs of dead Americans, Iraqis, etc.

* Let them look, there aren’t any. You think that if someone is let’s say feeding me inside information via V2K or similar, that that person is a friend? Lol. That person would be making me a target. Don’t really see that as all that friendly.

Still More Wicked Game Updating

This time I added what happened at the 2008 Halloween party and how the host is under future blackmail should he ever decide to run for office plus a few other changes. A sad chapter title, but he definitely owns it.

Still requires some updating regarding what and how things were done. We, the outsiders, can only guess. Often there are more mundane and elegant ways to provide effects that seem like magic or high-tech, but are actually simple and ingenious.

You’re stuck with me, alas, because people in this part of the shadow sector don’t blow the whistle. Tels sont les psychopathes.

https://wickedgamebook.wordpress.com/2013/08/19/wicked-game-chapter-24/

A Message for ‘Janus’

And I hate that Goddamn Barzini.

This has nothing to do with the Hammonds that I am aware of. At least not directly.

This is directed at the field operative working for a United States of America entity who, possibly under the supervision of ‘Balding,’ planned and executed as a lead on the team to ruin my life. This is the person whom I refer to as ‘Janus.’ I use that name because on the day he came in to the deli and, utilizing whichever technology was used in addition to the street theater psychological operations, directed me to believe had some connection to Peter Watts, I think he was wearing one of those expensive masks. On the other occasion in which I saw him hiding outside and next door to investigative journalist Jeremy Scahill’s home, I don’t think that he was wearing it. Probably likewise on the other two occasions, the first when stealing my building’s garbage in November of 2008, and the other in February or so, after the two previously-mentioned appearances in January.

I think I’ve alluded to this before, but perhaps not so plainly, not so directly, and not recently. Much of the last three years plus I have dedicated to trying to convince you to blow the whistle on these kinds of domestic activities that violate pretty much every basic civil rights law on the books including the one I’ve mentioned many times: “Conspiracy Against Rights.” I suppose I did so in part due to the success in the brainwashing you and your team implemented. It was clearly successful and, if I still had a dog in this fight, my concern would be how that could be applied on a massive scale, resulting in a sort of demagogue. The self-fulfilling prophecy stuff I mentioned a few posts below. For me, that has become great fodder for writing fiction, but, really, I have so little stake in the outcome of all of this now–thanks in large part to you–that even that doesn’t really bother me. It will happen.

I imagine you view things similarly, except of course given just how much some of these people hated me–look at the lengths they’ve gone to–you were likely well rewarded for doing this and similar to other people who, like me, had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time and the paranoid powers that be couldn’t see their way to taking the risk that their pre-9/11 much improved COINTELPRO-type  programs would be exposed. Hilarious, isn’t it? They are exposed now, but it hasn’t altered a single thing. While I can empathize with those who may have thought helping me along was a good idea on principle, it was foolhardy at a minimum. How could you possibly expect to expose programs that manipulate people, when the point is you can manipulate people? The very crime being exposed is the very thing protecting it from exposure.

Crazy Little Ship of Fools, indeed.

Speaking of which, another chance to alienate those few shaky allies I may have, it gets tiresome seeing the hope pinned upon, for example, the recent testimony of former NSA employees in Germany. Yes, it’s an important issue and I’m happy that they did it, but with an exception or two, what was discussed has been going on a lot longer, and even if NSA were magically put back in the bottle, there still would be the kinds of operations such as you and your team executed upon me, my friends, family, and co-workers. I saw it in 1989 and after. I saw evidence of it from 1988. I have since read that others first had it happen to them five or so years before that.

So, we both understand that, like the laws that keep getting passed, 9/11 was an excuse after the fact. We also know that NSA is not going to stop; all they have to do is scare everyone and opinion is again swayed. The MINERVA type programs probably don’t even originate with Obama advisor Cass Sunstein, though clearly the Obama administration was fine with provoking US citizens to the brink of violence and then swooping down and arresting or shooting them, as whim dictates.

We also know what would happen to you, or a set of things that could happen to you, should you decide to blow the whistle. Really, we know a set of possible things that could happen. Yeah, they might really murder you. Or, make you so crazy that you’d be discredited and these programs that prove that what the United States claims it is an advocate for is a whole and complete sham would remain out of scrutiny.

Between the absolute impossibility that people would believe it even when presented with evidence and the prospect of sacrificing yourself for a bunch of people this naive, I reverse my position, and say don’t do it. It’s not worth the trouble. People are arrogant, petty, and exceedingly ignorant and get the government that they deserve. If there were ever an overblown, extreme causer of world misery, it is this country. Like Obama, the interrogators and scientists turned torturers, select members of Congress, and people like you, being the sole superpower has corrupted the psychology of the country as a whole. This only made mass manipulation easier.

It’s just not worth it. While, yes, there might be some other way to, as a friend put it on the phone recently, “save the world,” this is the only one that I would seem to have any influence over.

And it hardly seems worth saving. The truth is so far from the world view of even those who should know better…

Well, what would happen? The vast majority of people would not even hear about it. Just like all they see is a few seconds of Diane Sawyer or CNN of things blowing up and, rather than those who have control, blame the almost powerless because that’s what they’ve been taught. It’s like always blaming the victims of rape or police brutality, or assuming someone who is accused of a crime must be guilty because why would there be a trial if they weren’t?

Yeah, we’re a wonderful species. 🙂

Then, those who did hear would be split up into camps.

One camp would support you in word. Within that camp would be a subset of people who could actually help you. Of that subset, only a very few actually would. Not really a great motivator.

I thought about ending this post with something about not letting our paths cross again and I should, by rights, at least want to hunt you down and murder you. What you did was beyond cruel and you know it.

But you don’t care. You don’t care any more than our politicians do. And that was the lesson. Thanks for that. There is a certain comfort in knowing that you understand how things are, even if you don’t much like the answer.

And we both know that I wouldn’t do it. That said, I’d prefer not to ever see you again. Expect in your line of work, you would as well. Serendipity.

I will, of course, continue to fight. I can’t seem to get the message across that a) I don’t have any desire to murder other people, b) I don’t want to kill myself either, and c) I even more so have no desire to join your little merry band of psychopaths or anyone else’s. I just don’t. Standing on principle? Stubbornness? Don’t know. Guess I don’t like rewarding shitbaggery. And I think either Russia or China (or possibly ours pretending) finally made a move.

Just.Not.Interested.

It is a proxy war, and you are a proxy, a pawn. Maybe you’ll get to be a real player, but I expect you’ll find that there’s always a bigger fish and you won’t ever escape the strings, the hold, the chains…however it is you think of it. It’s just a different game of the same on that level.

I guess the other reason I’ve done all of this is so I know that I tried and am therefore absolved of persecution from my own internal guilt mechanism. I warned them. Dumbasses won’t listen, won’t learn. What else can you do? You can’t even convince people who know there’s something really wrong…they just rationalize it away. It’s like magic.

Well, there’s Clarke’s Third Law.

The American Civil War certainly happened with the help of newspapers. And yet, as people did then and always will, we overestimate our own smarts and abilities. “I can’t be tricked.” “I can’t be hypnotized.”

I mean, W. R. Hearst managed to PSYOP the entire country into illegalizing marijuana, and still we will blame Mexicans for drug violence.

The Lindberghs did such a good job in the papers that they probably got the wrong people convicted.

As noted below, Cheney got that “liberal” New York Times to lie so he could, and we are constantly bombarded with Islamophobic messages. So much so that a fascist, paranoid FBI agent’s assertion that we are at war with Islam is actually more honest than Lindsey Graham’s qualification of “radical.”

And yet we think we see the truth. In simply considering what the majority of messages we receive say, we accept them by sheer number as the truth.

Seems like that was the basis for “The Big Lie.” But those people on TV seem so sincere, sound so knowledgeable, are talking to our leaders and why would they lie to us?

We think MINERVA is “research,” and not the test that it was. Damn, we’re asking to get screwed, practically begging for it.

The Age of the Multinational has come and brought with it the Age of the Psychopath.

And that’s cool and all. But could you do one favor and ask them to stop trying to recruit me?

Really.

Fun with Unsolved Homicides: Ricky McCormick

Wikipedia entry:

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ricky_McCormick_murder_notes

FBI’s page to cryptanalysts:

fbi.gov/news/stories/2011/march/cryptanalysis_032911

KPLR-TV, “Cracking code could help solve St. Charles murder case”, Charles Jaco, March 30, 2011:

(This article with photo of police scene and corpse is disappointingly missing.)

Riverfront Times, “Code Dead: Do the encrypted writings of Ricky McCormick hold the key to his mysterious death?”, Christopher Tritto, June 12, 2012:

riverfronttimes.com/2012-06-14/news/ricky-mccormick-code-mysterious-death-st-louis/

Preamble: it is of course nearly impossible to garner a complete picture from the scant clues provided. Though there is a “police science” basis for holding back so many details (such as cause of death), it should not come as a terrible surprise from a government bureaucracy who thinks it does not have to comply with the Open Government Directive:

http://www.fbi.gov/open

(Doesn’t exist. Even NSA and CIA have bullshit open pages up. DoJ does, suppose that sufficed).

Assuming that McCormick did indeed write those pages, why?

One reason springs to mind: because he was attempting to trick or con someone either into thinking he was literate or that and something else. He could neither read nor write. He was known to pretend to write, however.

Assuming that is the case, then those pages aren’t code, they are gibberish. Or perhaps only mostly gibberish.

Assume for a moment further that the reason he was writing it was because it was supposed to be a suicide note. Did the stupid killer or killers not realize that he could not write, didn’t check the paper after they dropped his body or killed him in the cornfield?

The other–more likely I think–is he wrote the gibberish as part of a bluff (“buried treasure” marijuana or cash in a corn field?) and got dropped once they realized he was as full of shit as a politician. He and the girlfriend smoked or spent some of what he was supposed to bring back from Florida and someone wanted it back. He likely admitted the truth once the ruse was up, begged, and was killed.

The circling of paragraphs on page 2 implies the latter purpose rather than suicide note (unless it also was to serve as a will, “this to mom”, “this to dad”, etc.). Did he owe someone money or some missing pot, and this was his attempt to delay them? Was he busily scribbling notes, pretending to keep track of what someone told him, as they attempted to trick him into a relaxed state by making him believe he was going to work off his debt with his lenders?

Was it a “treasure map” that they made him write, then upon seeing it, he said only he could decipher it. They took him out to show it and left him, “pirate” style.  (Was he a fan of Pirates of the Carribean? Some movie or TV version of Treasure Island ? Or maybe a comic book?). Maybe there actually was money or pot hidden there.

Was the mere presence of the note itself a coded message? Certainly, his parents seemed puzzled by it. A “note” that what happened to him was likewise not normal?

There is also the repetition of “TFRNE” on page one:




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This might be an unconscious repetition (try repeating a long string of “random” numbers, play it back, and hear how long it was before you repeated a sequence). Was he interrupted at that point and rewrote those letters because that was a “favored” nonsense word?

Or, if written in the presence of the killers, he might have written down something he saw on the wall, in a vehicle. The 71, 74, 75 sequence on page 1 might support that:




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Diplomas? Awards for best service, employee of the month? Something in that gas station? Car photos?

People who are illiterate sometimes want to make other people think that they aren’t. I suspect that’s the reason for the “coded” notes growing up. It’s like a toupee for people like ‘Balding.’

That’s all.

* Both sad and sadly unsurprising. (Nothing personal, Agent Olson.)

(@ Janus. Happy New Year.)