Charlie Manson was 34-years-old when he arrived in Haight-Ashbury, a fatherless child, abandoned by a prostitute mother, in-and-out of jail his entire life. The teen hippie subculture was easily penetrated by anyone growing their hair, even those in their mid-30s, and Charlie assembled a harem of runaway girls captivated by his prison power games. Charlie had been introduced to Scientology while in jail and mastered the e-meter while developing an understanding of sexual hang-ups.
Scientology was all about confronting your hang-ups. Pretty soon, the girls decided Charlie must be the second coming of Jesus Christ, something Charlie never disputed.
Charlie had been briefly housed at the notorious Boy’s Town outside Omaha, Nebraska, an orphanage employed for decades as trolling grounds for recruiting teen sex slaves for CIA entrapment schemes. (If you find that allegation hard to swallow, just google “Franklin cover-up.”) So far, attempts to document Charlie as an MK/Ultra remain unproven. Either way, I believe Charlie was splattered all across the media because the powers-that-be were seeking an evil hippie icon to derail the peaceful counterculture revolution that had been pulling teens out of their middle class homes for years.
The most enduring element of the Manson case was Charlie’s deployment of lyrics as secret message and he eventually keyed in on Paul McCartney’s proto-heavy metal Helter Skelter, Paul’s attempt to produce the rawest, loudest rock song possible. An early take lasted over 20 minutes but when they sped up the tempo, Paul’s vocals got wilder, George began walking around the studio with a flaming ashtray on his head, while Ringo threw his sticks across the room, complaining of blisters. When the song was released in the fall of 1968, Helter Skelter ignited a shift in Charlie’s raps. Suddenly the universal love rap was gone, replaced by fear as the path to enlightenment. Charlie lost a few converts, most notably his second-in-command Paul Watkins, who were smart enough to get out before the bloodbath began.
When you get to the bottom You go back to the top of the slide And you stop and you turn And you go for a ride Then you get to the bottom Then you see me again
Helter skelter (left) is a children’s amusement ride found at English carnivals, essentially a tower with a spiral slide. Charlie convinced his flock the song was actually a secret message sent from the Beatles to Charlie, and it was his job to spark the coming race war that had been predicted by the Process Church of Final Judgment (the spookiest of the pseudo-hippie cults). The Process was pushing fear buttons just like Charlie, which is why he was so attracted to some of their dogma. But the Process was not “controlling” Charlie as hinted at by Ed Sanders and others. Charlie was running his own movie.
Post Manson it suddenly became difficult to hitch-hike, something hippie teens had been doing for years, crisscrossing America at will. Longhaired freaks were no longer harmless buffoons, but potential mass murderers in the eyes of the mainstream.
While I don’t fully subscribe to the story Manson was a robot under someone else’s control, I can’t help but notice his technique of reading secret messages in the mass media has become the go-to strategy employed by the disinfo machine keeping mud in the conspiracy waters. Back to the Future is a sterling example of this disinfo technique. Twin Pines mall, we are supposed to believe, is a reference to the Twin Towers. Is it worth noting this meme was created by Apophenia Productions and apophenia is the attempt to connect dots that don’t connect? Whenever you find ridiculous theories constructed from reading secret messages in the media (and this is the favorite technique of “researchers” like Mark Passio), rest assured you have entered the magical realms of Apophenia. If nothing else, Charlie has demonstrated how delusional that sort of thinking is.
Patterns are the key element in unmasking deep state operations because counterintelligence employs time-tested strategies to assure the success of their missions. One tool in their arsenal is planting evidence at the scene pointing toward a designated patsy. Along these lines you’ll find the pristine bullet left on JFK’s stretcher at Parkland Hospital, a driver’s license planted in a stolen car following the Charlie Hebdo assassinations in France and a passport allegedly found in the rubble of the World Trade Towers, although that passport story seemed to vaporize indicating it was a rabbit hole with a time bomb attached.
Most Americans aren’t aware Lee Harvey Oswald became a suspect only after a wallet was planted at the scene of the murder of officer J.D. Tippett. This wallet became the key evidence deployed to prove Oswald murdered Tippet. The wallet contained Oswald’s military ID card, was well as an Alek James Hidell ID card, and since the alleged murder weapon had been ordered by someone using that name, that ID became the key evidence to convince many Oswald murdered JFK as well. The wallet was discovered 40 minutes after JFK’s assassination and within minutes of its discovery, Oswald was ID’d as the primary suspect in JFK’s death. He was arrested 45 minutes after Tippet’s murder.
There was one glaring problem with this timeline, however. When Oswald was arrested at the movie theater, he refused to give a name to the arresting officers, and instead punched an officer and then flourished a revolver, which was taken away from him. They removed his wallet at the theater in order to ID him. Both wallets were duly entered into a chain of custody, yet only one wallet was sent to Washington DC, while the other remained buried in Dallas at the police station and would not be uncovered for decades.
In the Fifth Century BC, Histiaeus was the ruler of Miletus on the western edge of Turkey when Darius enlisted him in his war against the Scythians, the most under-appreciated culture in world history, probably because they spread cannabis use to China, India, Europe and the Middle East from their original home somewhere in the Ukraine. The Scythians domesticated the horse, invented the wheel, built the first covered wagons and were the greatest horsemen and archers of their time. They preferred to trade, however, and had captured a large chunk of the slave, spice and drug trade when Darius decided to go to war against them. Darius had conquered most of the known world and sought to subdue the mighty Saka empire. (It didn’t happen. The Scythians just kept migrating away until Darius gave up chasing them.)
Histiaeus was placed in charge of guarding the key bridge across the Danube and entered into complex negotiations with the Scythians, who wanted that bridge destroyed. Afterwards, he was sent to Susa as punishment, where he plotted a return to power. When ready to launch his revolt, he shaved the head of a slave, tattooed the Persian battle plans on it, and then waited for the slave’s hair to grow before sending him on a secret mission. This was not a case of subliminal messaging, but steganography, an art-form frequently employed by spooks to this day. In fact, any photographic image can be secretly embedded with maps or text messages only those with a decoder can decipher and these images can be posted on innocuous websites that seem to contain harmless content. Happens every day.
In 1974, Wilson Bryan Key released a shocking expose on the print media claiming advertisements in the mass media were airbrushed with secret messages, mostly obscene words and sexually-charged shapes. In 1957, Vance Packard had published an expose on the advertising industry’s latest techniques titled The Hidden Persuaders. Packard’s book had been a bestseller and Key pushed his book as the latest developments in the industry. After reading it, many became convinced the media was conspiring to program the American population, especially after James Vicar claimed to have conducted a study proving subliminals in films worked.
There was only one glaring problem: it was all complete hokum. Vicar invented the study and when asked to replicate it, the hoax was unveiled. Likewise, instead of investigating the industry and interviewing people involved, Key had confined his research to photographs in magazines and newspapers. After much meditation, he began locating the word “fuck” in just about every newspaper and magazine photo he looked at. He especially liked analyzing shapes in ice cubes and claimed ice was employed to more easily hide the sexual image.
Unfortunately, this information ran like a wildfire through the counterculture. I first became aware of the theory when High Times did a cover story on Key’s book. Instead of exposing the scam, High Times presented it as real info. Thus a major rabbit hole was seeded into the counterculture collective unconscious, one that could have easily been disproven with a smidgen of gum-shoe research. It’s a hole many others would follow.
The modern equivalent of that great subliminal advertising hoax is the current trend for examining mass media for clues about shootings and other terror events, as if these events are being orchestrated years in advance by a satanic cult with immense power that seeks to reveal their power and control by planting clues in film and TV months or even years before the event. Mark Passio, one of the characters pushing this type of meme, has hundreds of hours of video you can watch free online. But watching this video is a form of mind control itself, and certainly not a mechanism for unveiling mind control. The more hours you log, the more you fall into his rabbit hole. But like Key before him, the dots being lined up here do not connect, and in another twenty years this hoodwink will become clear.
Very little is known about Mary Ann McClean. She was reportedly born in Glasgow in 1931 and abandoned by her parents. She claimed to have moved to the United States for a brief time and married Sugar Ray Robinson before returning to England. However, no evidence of any relationship with the boxer ever emerged. It’s assumed Mary Ann made her living as a high-priced prostitute during her formative years. At left is the only known photo, likely taken around the time she met Robert Moore at London’s Scientology headquarters, where they rapidly advanced to auditor class.
Robert was a former cavalry officer born in Shanghai and posted in Malaya who’d taken up the study of architecture. He had connections in the upper crust of British society, was a quiet lad with high IQ, but suffered from a low sense of confidence, despite his long blonde locks and smoldering good looks.
Former Naval intelligence officer and Aleister Crowley devotee L. Ron Hubbard created Scientology using a biofeedback device called the e-meter, just one element of the emerging lie detector technology. But by asking probing questions and watching the rise and fall of the meter, it was easy to explore hidden dimensions of a subject’s personality.
People hide their true feelings and darkest corners, but cannot hide the electrical charge created when sensitive buttons are pushed. So e-meters were effective tools for exploring personality hang-ups. Plus talking about your deep psychological issues does have a therapeutic effect. But Hubbard was not a trained psychologist and many of his concepts were primitive, so when Robert and Mary Ann began applying the holistic psychoanalytic techniques pioneered by Alfred Alder (who invented the concept of inferiority complexes), they were branded SPs (suppressive persons) and banished from Scientology.
They opened their own version of Scientology, calling it Compulsions Analysis and began recruiting Robert’s friends to sign up for courses. Meanwhile, dominatrix Mary Ann began working on a total makeover for Robert, fashioning him into her new age messiah. Rich new acolytes were recruited by Mary Ann’s crew of hippie goddess super hotties and encouraged to sign over their possessions and bank accounts while taking vows of celibacy and poverty. Robert was working on a new cosmology constructed on top of Christianity, one that unified good and evil as parts of a whole. It was the same-old religion hoodwink, only one that incorporated many new elements from a wide variety of sources.
The early members began doing group meditation as well as intensive self-auditing. And, of course, there were the occasional orgies orchestrated by Mary Ann. These were unpleasant affairs involving hetrosexual men penetrating each other in order to break down their sexual identities. Robert and Mary Ann never participated in orgies, but sat in highly-placed chairs overlooking the action so they could better direct the activities.
Having made significant in-roads inside the highest echelons of rock royalty in London, Robert eventually got invitations to speak at Oxford University and the London School of Economics, where he was soundly jeered by almost all in attendance. His delivery was a major problem, for while he looked the role of counterculture messiah, he mumbled and appeared passionless. The lectures would be his last and the Process decamped to Mexico where they experienced a brief moment of back-to-the-land hippie paradise. When reporters from England came to check on the situation they discovered bikini-clad Mary Ann surrounded by her devoted disciples of both sexes. Paradise came to an abrupt end, however, with the arrival of the worst hurricane in a century, demolishing their primitive encampment. Soon, they were headed back to England.
Robert’s knack for public relations is evident in this photo. Not only could he place the magazine in the hands of significant celebrities, he also had a knack for pushing buttons in the collective unconsciousness. Sadly, the core group who did almost all the work of recruiting, auditing, meditating, publishing, didn’t realize their mentors (now known as “The Omega”) were employing most of the group’s funds maintaining personal lifestyles. While the group willingly experienced great privations, Mary Ann and Robert lived in the lap of luxury. I’m reminded greatly of the Weather Underground who appeared a few years later, run by Bernadette Dohrn and Bill Ayers, a heavily-armed pseudo-hippie commune that practiced violence, while the Process just preached it.
A person who seems to have been heavily influenced by the Process literature is Charlie Manson, who picked up on its apocalyptic memes as well as the catchy slogan: “As it is, so be it.” Manson employed orgies and group meditation to break down egos of his acolytes, much the same way as employed by the Process Church and the Weatherman.
So how did the love generation move so quickly to the dark side? By the time the Process arrived back in England, they were dressing in black and employing a swastika-like sigil. “Unleash the fiend within you,” became Robert’s mantra, and rumors of sex with animals began to emerge, while their magazine specialized in images of sex magic and battlefield gore. According to Mary Ann, Jews in Germany marched willingly into gas chambers because it was their karma to do so. Robert preached love for the devil, because wasn’t the devil Christ’s enemy? And didn’t Christ preach “love thy enemy?”
The end for the Process came with the unveiling of Charles Manson. Manson played the key role in undermining the youth revolt of the sixties, a pacifist movement away from fundamentalist dogma. The media portrayed Manson and his followers as members of the hippie subculture, and the Weather Underground encouraged this confusion by hailing Manson as a revolutionary hero innocent of all charges. In hindsight, there seems to have been a coordinated effort to turn the love generation into gun-toting, murderous thugs, or at least promote the rise of a goth generation. My question is, what was driving this effort?
It’s unfortunate Ed Sanders pinned Charlie Manson on the Process Church, a meme picked up on and elaborated by notorious disinfo artist Ten Gunderson, former head of the FBI LA office, who launched the “satanic panic.” The inner core of the Process was a devoted group of pacifist monks and charges of animal sacrifice seem absurd considering the lack of evidence. Maury Terry would follow-up Gunderson’s fraudulent research with even more fantastic tales asserting the Process was the center of all evil in the world.
After Mary Ann booted Robert from his messiah role (for the crime of taking a younger lover), she eventually morphed her nonprofit corporation (registered in New Orleans) to the less controversial-sounding “Best Friends Animal Sanctuary.” Her death remains shrouded in mystery.
I can’t pretend to peel every layer of this onion, but I find it telling that Mary Ann detested children. Although many babies were born into the group, they were taken from their parents instantly and typically kept in dungeons. In many cases, the fathers were never determined. One group of malnourished Process toddlers was discovered in Chicago living in filth and being tended by a heroin addict. If some of these children were being sold into sexual slavery, as speculated, no hard evidence ever emerged. But it’s clear that although Mary Ann was a devoted animal activist, she had zero interest in children. Even more disturbing was her great love for fascism, especially her favorite: the Nazis, which is why the Process emblem was designed to resemble a swastika. She only wrote one essay for the Process magazine, an attack on men attending birth, something the counterculture was pioneering. In fact, Ina May Gaskin, the most enlightened of the emerging hippie midwives realized a positive and sexually-charged connection between both parents during the birth process was helpful to alleviating the primary issue in childbirth: fear. The real hippie culture was bathed in compassion and fomenting and instilling fear was a weapon deployed exclusively by fundamentalists and fascists.
It seems possible Mary Ann may have been a carefully concealed Tavistock mind-control experiment and if so, no one else in the group (including her husband) was ever made aware of the connection. Are the similarities between the Weather Underground, the Manson Group and the Process coincidences or a result of intelligent design? And how much influence and control did MI6 and the CIA exert on misdirecting the sixties counterculture? Did the culture lead itself off that cliff, or was it a carefully planned operation?