The Nut-Shell: What ‘Mind Control’ Means, It’s Implications

Copying and pasting from Twitter with probably some edits. Don’t know. Haven’t done it yet. Or have I? Difficult to remember. ;D

There’s the word problem. Is [behavioral modification] exactly slavery? If someone is hypnotized into doing something, is it? Probably not. But when you also PSYOP and [exploit] things like Ryan’s familial loss[, the death of his wife and daughter by a drunk driver]…well, did he really have a choice? [And there’s the standing question of what free will means anyway. Neuroscience tends to doubt its existence.]

[This is one of the many] hurdles when discussing something that most people either don’t believe exists, or, if they do, misunderstand. [It’s not necessarily torture and forgetting. Sometimes it’s as simple as knowing a person better than they know themselves and exploiting that. A little push. A little hurdle to make sure they turn the direction you want, or don’t turn, continue forward. And since it can work on the majority of people, the idea that a confirmed target is more dangerous than most anyone else is just fear talking. Though I wouldn’t always say “We have nothing to fear but fear itself,” it’s true much of the time.]

We can’t get regulation of things decades old now. Imagine how long we’re talking about, how many years [before people even understand the methods and means available, much less the implications. It’s a fools errand to attempt to be a regulation activist unless you’re immortal.]

And oversight. Are you kidding me? We vote. We don’t elect. Elect requires [or at least implies] a choice. [Generally speaking, candidates] are decided by moneyed interests, [and those interests] would clearly love to bring back slavery [because only the bottom line matters to them, not how they got there.]

So what, precisely, this side of mass suicidal civil war, rebellion, revolution, horrors repeated from history’s past, can possibly rectify the situation? What is supposed to be the mitigating factor? Who is supposed to utilize it? [Because, apart from a broken ‘Manchurian candidate’ mercy-killing a sick sea lion in fiction, I can think of nothing that would work. Nothing meaning that which cannot be seen, technically doesn’t exist except as some neuochemical cocktail in our brains. Yes, despite scholars stating Shakespeare referred to female anatomy as ‘nothing’ in his title including that word, I rather also think he meant love. Benedick and Beatrice clearly thought so. They’re not in love, you know.]

We’re in new territory [because it isn’t precisely slavery, just something akin to it.] Except of course science fiction [and even the Bible and other religious texts, somehow I should think, have] for decades and decades [centuries and millennia] predicted it, virtualized it [and illustrated it]. Now it’s here. What do we do?

Does it have to get unbearably bad for a majority before things get better? That’s not a very effective way to run [an elected representative] society, IMO. Dictatorships aren’t either. Neither is any flavor of what they have in Saudi Arabia. [No system is perfect. Who expects perfection? Not me. But this means totalitarianism no matter which system it operates under, Capitalism or Communism…same result: Quasi-Slavery.]

The correct solution is clearly openness. But it ceases to be as effective when it’s exposed. At least the puppet masters think so.

Truth is Russia and China probably know a whole lot more about the US version than the American public.

Which means what? It is the American [and allied] public that [the US and ‘Five Eyes’] want to hide it from.

Which in turn means what? They know [that the public] wouldn’t approve. Though the viciousness is getting so [prevalent through demonization of ones political opponents] there’s [going to] undoubtedly be a small minority saying, “So what? You served your country,” [But that] really means some rich asshole’s interests[, not the public as a whole. While it might sometimes be true that helping the rich helps the economy and all of us–eg, trickle down theory, it is clearly not working right now.]

They say things to themselves like, “It’s necessary,” as if democracy would go ‘poof’ if they didn’t.

See the joke there? Democracy has gone up in smoke because they did it. Like a wisp of smoke.

Which was an additional reason I titled that unfinished story The Wisp, beyond the trickster legend. [Refers to eternal vigilance, and what happens when you forget what that means, if you like.]

Terrorist Are Made, Not Born

http://www.icsahome.com/articles/terrorists-are-made–not-born-stahelski

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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 – More Weird: Infectis

Fiction: Chapter written on 27 January 2018 about using drones to start fires:

https://cknall.wordpress.com/2018/01/27/infectis-chapter-2/

Nonfiction: Drone catches forest on fire 6 March 2108:

http://fireaviation.com/2018/03/06/drone-lands-catches-fire-ignites-wildfire/

Barry Eisler notes this happens to him often enough for him to notice. With so many things occurring in the world, it is of course possible, probably even likely, that it’s just a coincidence.

However, actually so frequently knowing/finding out about the coincidences I’m not so sure is a coincidence. That’s the card magician trick again: When you’ve got access to really fast computers paying attention to damn near everything like our government and its private contractors do, you can quickly find stuff to mess with people and even, given enough info bombardments, alter their opinion.

BBD – Crazy Train

We have attempted to group the activities covered by the 149 [MKULTRA] subprojects into categories under descriptive headings…. These activities are placed in the following 15 categories: …

14. One or two subprojects on each of the following: “Blood Grouping” research, controlling the activity of animals, energy storage and transfer in organic systems; and stimulus and response in biological systems.

—Testimony of Admiral Stanfield Turner, Joint Senate Hearings on MK/Ultra: CIA’s Program of Research Into Behavioral Modification.

This is probably another one of those that, unless you really, really grep how the behavioral modification stuff works and believe that it really does to an extent, and that despite a plethora of movies and TV stating the contrary, that the intelligence community really does not have the average human being’s best interests in mind when it does what it does but rather the goals of multinational corporations, it just is going to read as Crazy Central. I am writing it anyway, in part out of boredom and in part just to get it down before too many details fade from memory.

It happened in January and/or February of 2012. I think why I haven’t written it up should be obvious: It makes me appear insane to have seen and experienced it.

I left Minneapolis and headed back to Tennessee in November of 2011. Of that, I have written some. I even wrote about some of this dog’s other actions here.

What I left out, because it without a doubt will seem to unlikely to anyone who reads it, is what else transpired.

One night the dog, whom I named Canis Doofus, barked at me and moved off as if to communicate, “Hey, c’mere, wanna show you something.” I followed. The dog went up to one of the vehicles and looked at me, waiting for me to open the door. I did so and the dog got in and put his paws on the dashboard, implying a trip was in order.

After that, he went back to normal canine behavior, in so far as canine behavior can be categorized as normal.

Of course, I had already been considering a trip to Toronto for Ad Astra. Curious as to what the covertards who trained the dog to do this intended only helped push me into going a little.

Mostly, I think their intent was just to ensure I blew the money I had finally gotten from my retirement fund from my previous job in NYC {the company itself had folded, the partners were splitting up, and so they had to divest the fund}. That said, I did want to apologize to Watts in person, which I forgot to do but assume he got the letter I sent via the bookstore.

There had also been that strange voice-to-skull event where I “heard” what was supposed to be a recording in someone’s voice I didn’t recognize stating only what was clearly the second part of a sentence, “…kill Peter Watts.”

Perhaps something of a Rorschach test, I don’t know. But surely the covertards knew at this point that I was wise to them, knew they intended to turn me into a “lone wolf shooter” or similar right from the start, and that denying them the one thing they really wanted was just about the only power I had, and still have, in this situation.

But then there was also the possibility that ‘Janus’ was not a professional spy at all but rather another ‘zombie.’ And what if he was going to show up and kill Watts at Ad Astra?

But then there was another v2k of Watts speaking with someone on the phone {one may want to review what voice synthesis devices–which the Center for Army Lessons Learned has pulled down along with all of its other definitions, having pulled V2K years ago–are}, suggesting they come to the convention. Pretty much a shotgun strategy to ensure my attendance.

Of course it was even crazier once I got to Toronto. I hit it off with a man I met at Ad Astra who reminded me a bit of my longterm ex, but whom I later discovered was married to a woman. He invited me to an event at which two friends of Watts were also in attendance. After we had checked Facebook to see who was going.

Hey, gay marriage was legal there before it was here and that was yet another way to get a visa. So sue me for trying.

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BBD – Street Theater {Updated}

{19 March 2016 update in bold below, a sixth reason to use the street theater technique}.

Before I delve into the main point, a little reminder and some notes.

When the intelligence community wants to deal with someone who actually works for them, they generally have the non-disclosure agreement as a weapon. As Barry Eisler * has been good enough to point out recently…

Barry Eisler, “On whistleblowers and secrecy: What author Barry Eisler said to a room of ex-intelligence officers,” BoingBoing, 1 March 2016:

https://boingboing.net/2016/03/01/on-whistleblowers-and-secrecy.html

…the oath taken is actually to protect the Constitution from enemies foreign and domestic. The “secrecy oath” is a misnomer and it is the conflict between these two things, an oath and an NDA, that tends to get whistleblowers into trouble.

Of course the liberal use of the Espionage Act, used by the Obama administration against whistleblowers more than twice as many times as all other administrations in US history combined, also comes into play. But that’s just another abuse of power on top of the ones typically being exposed.

But the point here is that when dealing with, for example, Thomas Drake, the IC will attempt to mostly use the legal system. Of course there are forms of harassment that come along with that. But for the most part, crippling you financially involves curbing your ability to work due to being investigated and spreading the word so that you’re persona non grata via the poison pen.

What, then, do they do when the target is not actually an employee, but an unwitting asset, in essence a witness to illegal activities? They don’t have that particular sort of direct legal route {with its horrendous side-benefits of guilty-because-being-investigated} to rely on. And they in fact don’t want any attention to the root reason to be noted.

This is to describe just one aspect of harassment that never seems to get any attention. The reason, I think, that it doesn’t get much attention is that it tends to make the person talking about it look mentally ill. Of course, this is the idea.

My intent here is twofold: To discuss one method of harassment and expose it and in case anyone happens to find themselves suddenly experiencing something similar to recognize it for what it is.

* By the way, you should really get a copy of The God’s Eye View and read it. Eisler not only illustrates many of the dangers that mass surveillance of everyone can deliver but the mindset that that kind of power can engender in perhaps once well-meaning people. Plus he has some great notes at the end for further reading.

Onward…

WHAT IS STREET THEATER?

It’s a little play put on by covert operatives as a PSYOP for a target. Sort of something to go along with CIA’s #1 wishlist item for the MKULTRA program perhaps, from the 1955 draft memo:

1. Substances which will promote illogical thinking and impulsiveness to the point where the recipient would be discredited in public.

Though the name implies that Street Theater always happens out in public spaces, this is not always the case.

WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF STREET THEATER?

Precisely what the desired effects are in every case, I’m not quite certain. Here a few ideas:

1} Simply to confuse the target;

2} Make the target spend a lot of time wondering why anyone would go to to trouble and what it was supposed to mean, perhaps even causing lack of sleep;

3} Make the target doubt their own sanity and spend time and money checking themselves out while discrediting themselves {see also item #5 of the same memo quoted above};

4} Further alienate the target from their friends, family and co-workers {usually the goal in these kinds of ops};

5} Actually part of the overall effort to cause a psychotic break, to literally drive the target insane {in conjunction with surreptitious drugging and other forms of harassment};

6} Make the target afraid to leave her home and to go outside. This is related to the legal definition of torture, which has three requirements, one of which is that the victim must be detained {“in custody”}. Think of it as surreptitious “house arrest.” This makes harassing the target out of public view easier.

WHAT WERE SOME EXAMPLES OF STREET THEATER?

“The Spitter”

The very first one I recall was being alone at what was my and my partner’s condo in Brooklyn. This was probably mid to late December 2009.

I looked out the front window and saw a man emerge from one of those is-it-a-truck-or-a-van type vehicles. I think it was some shade of red or orange, but that sort of darker, metallic shade.

He got out and was carrying a file folder. He looked in the direction of an old church and spit on the ground three times. Then he proceeded in the opposite direction.

Really, I could never quite figure this one out. The spitting at the church thing was perhaps reference to, given the timing, Peter Watts’ status as an atheist. I don’t know.

I’ve also wondered if the man was supposed to be perhaps Mendoza from We Were the Freedom Federation, but he looked very little like the depiction of him in the comic book {I had not yet written the novel}. He had grey hair, whereas Mendoza had jet black hair. This notion was especially humorous once I found out that Alan Moore claims to have seen Constantine twice, which I reckon was MI5 or MI6 having a bit of fun with an author who likes to write about power and its many abuses.

“Guys Like Us”

This is I think the second one. Probably January or February of 2010.

I was waiting outside the Times Square Midtown Comics one morning and decided to grab some cough drops while I was waiting for it to open.

When I went to this Duane Reade…

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…two blocks away. Standing outside were three Asian men. The way that they were standing, all facing the same direction, pretty much motionless, reminded me of the bizarre scene in Spies Like Us with Michael Apted, B.B. King, and Larry Cohen as the “Ace tomato agents.”

I chuckled to myself and went inside. Standing in the very aisle to which I was headed was a fourth Asian gentleman who seemed to be absent-mindedly staring at what was in front of him. I made some noise, stomped my foot and rattled the bag of cough drops and he didn’t react.

At that point I knew I was being messed with, but didn’t know by whom. I was guessing it was not in fact the Chinese.

Then, when I returned to the corner of 7th and 40th Street, I saw yet a fifth Asian man come walking quickly around the corner, holding one of those common paper napkins to his face and sort of muttering as if in pain. Then, from around the corner, came a man generally of Peter Watts’ height, build, and general description. He was walking with arms exaggeratedly bowed, like Popeye, but was wearing something akin to what one typically saw Jacques Cousteau wearing.

Who do you tell about this? What do you tell them?

I think those were the only two pure Street Theater events I witnessed. There were some variants, but those are more akin to harassment or other forms of PSYOP like doppelgangers, which I’ve covered before, or people being rude in order to provoke an outburst.

Then, of course, there was The Case of the Fidgety Korean where the goals were a bit clearer.

CONCLUSION

While this may seem harmless and overall kind of amusing {I certainly laughed at it at the time}, it is done in tandem with many other methods, such as the target being drugged and while the target’s life is being dismantled. My sometimes used description of covert operatives as evil clowns did not happen in a vacuum. I would also note that one of the drugs, or the drug, used tends to make colors bolder, light brighter, sound louder, and movements seem more dramatic. This may be a sixth, or related to the fifth purpose detailed above; at some point it may become impossible for the target to be able to tell the difference between a covert operative engaging in street theater and a random person moving their hands, arms, etc.

Also, this was a precursor to a living hell and the goal was my eventual ruin, attempting to drive me to violence either against myself or others. I’ve covered the whys and what-elses of all that before so I won’t reiterate that for this post.

However, I will say again that this is how the US government, and likely other private organizations, conduct their affairs. This is what it spends time and effort doing. I just kinda gotta question that even if it makes me sound like a small-government libertarian. Doesn’t the fact that this happened make Obama seem like a small-government libertarian? Why do it at all unless you want people to hate government?

No doubt things would be just as bad or worse under a Corporatocracy, at least for those who haven’t been directly screwed yet. I have trouble seeing much difference.

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.

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BBD – Breaking Down the PSYOP

Imagine that on the 23rd of  August your ex contacts you. Your dog had to be put to sleep.

Then, two days later, on August 25th, a family member notes that they, too, lost a dog. Turns out this dog actually managed to die before being put down.

Both dogs became fatally ill from the same symptoms. The 26th was National Dog Day.

While you might be inclined to think it coincidence, recall that similar happened before. What would you think?

Yes. This actually happened. Assuming for a moment that this was not entirely a coincidence–and really why should I?–what was the desired effect? First, you’ll note that I would be the receiver of the news from both. They wouldn’t be telling each other and noting it on their own. They are in two other separate states, on opposite ends of the country. To them, a sort of typical life event, thankfully not a too-frequent one.

But to the person connected to both, what of them? Assuming it’s not altogether an accident. Let’s assume that merely the timing was influenced.

1} Invoke fear. Induce paranoia. This seems to be one of the US’ intelligence community’s favorite pastime anyway, just watch the news when a government contractor is on or CSPAN whenever there’s a spook speaking to Congress.

2} Provoke an angry, perhaps even violent, reaction. Poke and poke and poke until a person pops and then you have an excuse to throw them in the slammer if they aren’t simply shot dead upon the arrival of the locals. Anyone who has been on the wrong side of the IC understands perfectly the kind of pressure Barrett Brown was under when he was railroaded.

3} Isolate. Generate chatter resulting from 1 and 2 in the hopes that the target will share the idea that it was likely not coincidence with the ex and the relative. The reaction is either fear of the target and their paranoid thinking or fear of being near the target and whatever subhuman pieces of shit carry out these covert operations. This ensures the further erosion of  those relationships and the increased isolation of the target. As previously noted, isolation itself can cause stress resulting in mental illness or at least the symptoms of it. Not to mention how much more can be done when the target is the only witness.

4} Perpetuate the idea that there is no law.

Seems pretty clear to me that this is actually true. CIA, for example, claims it has a solemn duty to protect its methods. It appears not only that they have failed to do so, but that they hand out fliers to political parties and Wall Street firms on various aspects of spycraft. In case I haven’t noted it here, they don’t even have an inspector general at present. Not that the last ones helped me or people in similar predicaments that I can detect.

But it could just as well be FBI–the people most Americans would expect to contact under such circumstances–excuse me while I laugh until I can’t breathe, DHS, or DIA. There seems to be a general nuttiness one can spot on occasion in government in general for which I have no real explanation. That said, attempting to embarrass one of the other agencies via proxy is not out of the question.

Hard to believe all of this is for Erik Prince’s ego. Seeing that as less likely, but perhaps a factor at some point.

Update: and 5} “Don’t get a dog.”
–America, land of the free.