BBD – Not Blogging It

Instead I’m doing the text versions of a montage followed by an impressionist {or some other movement} painting to describe yesterday’s “chance meetings”/diversion. I will start with relevant quotes that I find hilarious and throw together some memes.

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The Bitter Sting of Tears

Or how PSYOP are actually used sometimes to influence artists.

Causally connectible

Yet nothing is invincible.

Sting was at one time self-identified as a Marxist. This was the result of having seen so much poverty on his trips around the world with Andy Summers and son and brother to CiA officers Stewart Copeland.

Similarly, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle was a strong believer in science and reason. It wasn’t until after he killed off his world famous character that he started to dabble in the occult, the New Age-y stuff. While this is before CIA’s formation, let’s keep in mind that the UK government was likely even more prickly than the US is now in a lot of ways.

I’ve also written in the past about the PSYOP run on Alan Moore. You can see the post two down regarding the author of The Exorcist and why it was that book and movie really came to be.

Sting and his band mates went through some stuff between Zenyatta Mondatta and Spritis in the Material World. Sting began for some reason reading a lot Jung. As I noted on Twitter yesterday, between the weird nightmare around, suspect just after, the time the USSR early warning system went haywire and showed that the US had launched a first nuclear strike, as well as the weird prediction that something bad was going to happen to Michael Jackson some months before the Pepsi commercial accident in January 1984, I, too, became fascinated with the subjects of ESP, etc.

That came to an end when yet more PSYOP were run regarding less exotic Christian themes and I had my own divorce, as the members of The Police had between Spirits and Synchronicity.

Of course I’m still a fan of Sting. Whether he was used–he probably was–and how he was used doesn’t entirely matter. It’s just something to note. As one reviewer said about Dream of the Blue Turtles, the whole non-material stuff {“forever conditioned to believe that we can’t live, we can’t live here and be happy with less”} would be a lot easier to take from a non-millionaire.

There’s this from “They Dance Alone”:

Hey Mr. Pinochet

You’ve sown a bitter crop

It’s foreign money that supports you

One day the money’s going to stop

No wages for your torturers

No budget for your guns

Can you think of your own mother

Dancin’ with her invisible son

A good sentiment. And yet as we’ve seen ever since, even humanitarian crises are frequently leveraged for more warfare. They have games us, from every angle. We can see Democrats, who for years laughed and ridiculed Republicans for believing things demonstrably untrue now gobbling up and latching on to lies regarding chemical weapons attacks, and again a bizarre defense of Israel even when that country is performing what appears to be genocide. It’s damn strange.

Feel like I’m veering off here, but I wondered for a moment when I read that Hillary Clinton claimed her favorite book was The Bible if she hadn’t been brainhacked as well. Now, I’m fairly convinced of it, other things and complaints aside. The whole health issue looks more to me like remote torture than a naturally occurring problem as well. But how can I know for certain?

At any rate, I’m sure there are Americans who would approve of the Department of Defense, the CiA, and the FBi using subterfuge to decide what American thought and sentiment should be. But I’m also certain that if it were all opened up and exposed, that those people would be in the minority. It’s un-American. It’s, if you believe in Him, against God’s will to prevent people using the free will He gave them, such as it is.

And it is downright f***ing evil to kill and ruin people in the pursuit of what a few powerful figures think is God’s will and to try to foist that onto the rest of us. It has to stop.

BBD – The Undead Bride

Ok, a bit melodramatic on the title. It’s actually not quite that bad…quite. And mostly it’s just weird.

I’ve broken up with, let’s call him the Black Rose, three times. Pretty much once a day since the post a bit down below.

Though he seems to recall the event, I mean events–all three of them–he doesn’t seem to be taking in what it means. And really, all three tines it was at least partially mutual. First, we aren’t compatible.

Of course I should take a moment and explain why I’m only partially available in the first place, but then those who have been following on the Tweeter probably already have a good idea as to why that is.

Anyway, back to the ground hog day “relationship,” we agreed via the phone to be friends and leave it at that. Since then, right back to we-never-never-broke-up-land. {See what I did there? I’ll bet you did.}

So I’m asking myself–understanding that, yes, somehow brainhacking is at work here, I mean if you look at the original post, he could do a lot better for what he’s looking for and a better match…he just doesn’t seem to want to.

So, again, I’m asking myself why this is happening. I mean apart from the obvious distraction and annoyances, why?

Can’t help recalling some of the weird scenes in Cable Guy. There’s a joke there in itself, but I can’t tell you what it is. Privacy only exists these days between the various victims of the Deep State, but we still need it.

But some of those scenes, like where the family can’t seem to understand why Broderick’s character is so disturbed and upset by Carrey’s character. And his friends, etc., except one {yes, readers of the fiction, it is the real world ‘Brian,’ who really does resemble the fictional Brian in so many ways those two chapters practically wrote themselves. But I digress. Again.}

In other words, it very much feels like they’re about to repeat the same bullshit that they did back in 2009: Loss of job, family, friends, and nigh unto homeless.

What can you do? Well, you can delay it. You can point out that you see that as one potential outcome of whatever ops they have planned. You can prepare.

But of course if CIA or one of those other effed up organizations really want you homeless and on the street, I assure you, they can do that. Pinky promise that they can. Your money can disintegrate under the weight of various lawsuits or sudden things you owe that you don’t even recall having purchased much less forgot to pay for. They will subtly and consistently convince your family, friends, co-workers that you are unstable. This is especially convincing because they can and will also make you unstable. That was the point of the LSD shit they pulled in the 50s and 60s.

So where does that leave us? More specifically, me?

“I don’t know. I’m just making this up as I go along.” Or something like that.

BBD – Free At Last

That’s slightly bad humor. In reality, he’s not as bad as, for example, I suggested when I dumped him a few minutes ago.

However, the goal was mostly achieved. I’ve been saving a little bit over the past two years at my minimum wage, then a bit more job. The purpose was to be able to afford a used car after DeepState destroys the one I currently have.

I had been wondering since the real purpose of my Toronto trip was to get me to spend all my retirement money for naught, since I was unable to get asylum there, despite the partial knowledge about CIA’s torture program. The US hadn’t been downgraded enough despite that and the jailing of Barrett Brown due to his reaction to having been harassed, nor Aaron Swartz’s suicide.

In any case, Mission Partially Accomplished. I tried to help him despite the obvious dark humor as you can read in the original post below.

This is the real dark humor that Sibel recently mentioned. What she and others don’t seem to get is, for example, Reality Winner wouldn’t have to be in on any nefarious plot in which she was used. That’s where we are. I’ve pointed it out time and time again. Of course, neither does it mean Ms. Winner is insincere. Mass surveillance means you can find funny and effective at the same time, given so many to choose from.

Trying to explain to people you care about that they might be being manipulated typically doesn’t work. And so you have to argue on the more mundane level. He used me, whether he intended to or not. I don’t blame him for wanting a better life. I just wish he’d realize he needs to start helping to build that for himself, that I don’t have unlimited resources.

That, and I have a higher calling: Smashing Deep State into little bitty bits.

BBD – What Rape Accusations Are {Sometimes} Made Of

Not all my axes live in Taxes.

I’m quickly rewriting this even though it occurred eight years ago and I’ve forgotten many of the details. I have been unable to find where I wrote it after occurred, but that’s ok since I was still being surreptitiously drugged back then.

2010. Minneapolis. Went on a date with a friend of an ex. We were both to some extent seeking revenge plus trying to answer the question, “What if I’d been with him instead of the ex?”

To the point, we ended with him extremely intoxicated at my place.

He kicked me out of bed–literally, or perhaps more precisely, leg-lifted me–for trying to kiss him. It was so over-the-top, I just laid on the floor laughing for several minutes.

He got on the phone and called someone. It went kind of like this:

Normal, drunken voice: “Hey. Hey. Hey, Matt.”

Now whispering: “He…help me.”

This repeated a few times before Matt or whatever his name was hung up and refused further calls.

I knew something was up at this point and stayed away. In the morning, he approached me, we had sex.

He then tried to steal the condom, but dropped it in the hallway on the way out.

This occurred shortly, can’t recall but less than two weeks, before the news of Assange’s Sweden charges hit the news.

Unabomber Denial

Ran across this by a former FBI agent a few days ago. Involved a letter from Ted Kaczynski to a woman inquiring about Ted’s involvement with Dr. Henry Murray, who worked for the Office of Strategic Services, OSS, the precursor to CIA, before deciding to drug people and have them do personality tests at university in California.

While it is of course impossible to know for certain, there are some problems with Ted’s analysis. Overall, I think it clear that Murray had a formal or informal relationship with CIA during the period in question.

First, the entire point of a potential mind control/lone wolf covert ops program would be to make certain that the lone wolf has no idea that he is being influenced and/or controlled. This is, in general, so that CIA can deny involvement and so if a puppet, “zombie,” etc. were to fall into enemy hands no secrets could be divulged because the “human drone” doesn’t actually know any. {Yes, there’s probably some legalese overlap with the drone program over there.}

Ted stated that CIA was not involved in Murray’s research. He had and still has absolutely no way of knowing that for certain. Sometimes, as noted in the 1977 Senate report on MKULTRA, the researchers themselves and the institutions who received money from the CIA did not know that CIA was involved. On this, we can safely assume he doesn’t really know that answer.

Second he states that there was only one bad session with Murray and that he was not tortured into becoming the Unabomber. This I am inclined to believe. It really isn’t necessary to have someone in custody in order to alter their behavior. This was no doubt a big hurdle for CIA to be able to make events occur and maximize deniability.

They solved it. It is possible to cause sleep deprivation, for example, while the subject is in his own home. {Or, as US and Canadian diplomats noted in Havana last year, while in a hotel. Kind of makes it difficult to deny that possibility when it made international news. Though they eventually tried to call it mass hysteria/delusion even though at least one FBI agent reported similar symptoms}.

It is also possible, given Kaczynski started his spree in 1978, that the Frey effect, also known as the radio wave or microwave hearing or auditory effect, also known as voice-to-skull or V2S or V2K, had become operational by then. It was demonstrated publicly using a computer voice in 1973 and 1974 at a US university and would have been something CIA would have been very, very interested in.

Now, thanks to the Federation of American Scientists keeping a mirror copy of the one that the US Army deleted {and then issued two memos on the same day regarding the OIG having to report in the chain of command rather than be independent with regards to investigating civil rights abuses and to define “damage” from non-lethal weapons as having to be permanent}, we also know that voice-to-skull can be used subliminally. Whether or not that was so in 1978 is not known to me.

But then the point of also, and this is what CIA really learned from MKULTRA, drugging the subject makes them both appear–if not actually fit the definition–mentally ill and more likely to accept that whatever the voices in their head say are true and coming from some part of their own subconscious {or “God,” the devil, space aliens, whatever in your more extreme mentally disturbed subjects}.

So it is possible that Kaczynski was prompted to do what he did and had help writing his manifesto. You’ll note if that were true that the helpers were paid by CIA to help write it while Kaczynski was not. This is one of a half dozen things I mean when I say that ultimately mind control is about slavery. I hope that most of us, despite these trying highly politicized times, can agree that slavery is unacceptable, fascists/multinational corporate “Nazis” be damned.

At least the rewrite involving the documentary is now explained.

But what I’m seeing here, and let’s note that Kaczynski is and has been in custody for years now and who knows what else they’ve been slopping into his head since then, is the old bait and switcheroo. Make the argument about physical torture, prove that that probably didn’t happen, and then pretend that that therefore means there was no CIA control or influence where the Unabomber’s actions are concerned. This is an all-too-common thing we see pop up {like demolition of the buildings being the the touchstone of a 9/11 conspiracy when there are already clear connections between CIA and Al Qaeda / Afghanistan} when there’s likely to be something nefarious behind the scenes.

Finally, a quick change of subjects again, but I have to repeat it occasionally. The sort of diabolical nature of the big picture is CIA is beyond repair. It must be shut down and replaced and have some of its responsibilities moved elsewhere. At the same time, our corrupt government will simply use the occasion to further privatize it. In a lot of ways it already is with subcontractors and In-Q-Tel.

And that is where it is all going: Multinational corporate control with most of humanity in some form of slavery service to it. It might not look like ancient Egypt, but it will sure feel like it when they aren’t drugging us.

BBD – Miss Me?

Author’s Note: There might be a few editorials in the account below. As always in the rare instances when I am forced to do this, there are reasons for doing so and they don’t affect the point being made.

At work this past Sunday, I was starting my shift and in the middle of relieving a co-worker when a customer came up to the counter and asked if we had called Phoenix PD. We had not. I inquired as to why he asked.

It was because there were at least three patrol SUV’s blocking the parking lot, at least six officers in the parking lot and at the entrance, and some were armed with “rifles” {which I think were actually combat shotguns}.

My co-worker went out to inquire what was happening and was told to go back inside and to keep the customers in there as well. This continued for some 25-35 minutes at which point my co-worker called the non-emergency number and asked what was going on. Some customers were desirous to leave and we asked them not to.

The reply was that there was a report of someone with a rifle. It turned out that this was not the case, and I assume the person on the other end of the phone got the calls mixed up, but I’m not sure.

What had happened was there was a stolen car in the parking lot. The alleged car thief was in the store, though police apparently did not know that when they arrived.

And yet they behaved very much as if they did. Probably this is standard procedure. But there was something about how sure they seemed that he was that makes me wonder.

We eventually came out and asked them what was up. They questioned another man first, then the one who it seems was the one who stole the car. They wound up letting him go. He hung around the store for a while and then left.

Mere moments before the witness, the car salesman arrived, the thief walked away. Because at the time of questioning police could not confirm he was the one who stole the car, they had let him go.

The salesman identified him via a picture. A tow truck was arranged and everyone left.

Some hours later, now manning the store solo, I received a call from the salesman. He explained the method that the thief had used.

The thief had come to the lot with a car fob of the make that the lot sold. Pretending to be interested in buying a car, he got the fob for a match from the salesman, and when he started it up, backed it out a few feet and then pulled back into the spot, he switched the fobs.

He handed the bad fob to the salesman and then inquired about another vehicle, stating that he might go for lunch and then come back.

As soon as the salesman stepped toward the other vehicle, the thief hopped in the car and drove off.

What is not clear to me, much like the armed response, was how PPD knew where the car was, that is in our lot.

Then it occurred to me…while the method of theft was not on the genius level, it was somewhat sophisticated. It took some thought and guile.

And yet the thief just went to our store and parked it? Something was missing.

Some time after the call from the salesman, who had been concerned about the thief returning because they still had not found the key fob, a customer brought me the jacket that the thief had been wearing when I arrived to work but–and I had noticed–was not wearing when he departed.

In it, he said, was a .38. It turned out, I think, that it was actually a 380. When police finally came to get it, the officer removed the magazine and found one loaded in the chamber. He showed me the cartridge. It was similar to a hollow point but had some material filled in where the hollow portion was. I have forgotten what these are called,but I believe they were Hydra-Shok bullets; the purpose is that the rounds do similar damage to hollow points but stay in the body instead of passing through. Depending on how they are used, I am told that they can actually cause worse health complications than hollow points.

So there were the clues. Why steal a car, have a gun, and then just sit at my store?

I spoke to the manager this afternoon. The first time the manager had seen this guy, about a year ago, he had been talking to someone else in the parking lot about robbing the owner, who had stopped by to deliver what he thought was big money. It had actually just been a bunch of $1 bills, but he hadn’t noticed the denomination.

That was when it all fell together. He planned to rob the store and use the car for his getaway.

And yet, before I could really even start my shift, police were there blockading the building.

Now, lest you think PPD likes me or something, I really don’t think that’s it, just the day prior, Saturday, I had a retired NYPD officer, who said he had a brother or brother-in-law or similar in PPD, who on 24 November had placed a special order with a co-worker, play some silly PSYOP or mind games with me. He had promised me and my co-workers some PBA cards, which he stated–too jovially for someone in my position to take seriously–were “get out of jail free” cards.

I had heard of various stickers, decals, “deputy” badges, etc., that could reduce one’s odds of getting a speeding ticket. But a get out jail free card? I thought you had to be elected, have the last name Corp or Inc, or be a member of the terminally corrupt US intelligence community to carry one of those.

Anyway, he looked at his order, stated it was wrong, stated that one of the items was not something enough–even though it was the something-est thing on the market–and told me he’d be right back after grabbing a picture in his car of what he actually wanted.

He immediately started his vehicle and drove away. Precisely what the message of this nonsensical PSYOP–which began at the time he placed his order well before I gave that small donation to The Intercept last week–I just don’t know. It was very, very muddled.

Maybe it would have made more sense if they had, as they did in NYC, dope me with LSD first. Don’t know.

In any case, I’m laughing. But only so hard. There’s always a price to pay for that. And making a blog post like this one.

Still. “Curses! Foiled again!” is somehow on my brain. #lulz

And lastly, the fact that in this case, and several others, some of which I’ve blogged, some I have not, involved a POC was not lost on me. The post-WWII social program that lifted white families out of poverty but entrenched minority families in it, is something every American should be aware of.

Of course, even armed with that knowledge, one is not bulletproof. And that’s the rub.

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