When CBS announced a former British commando had moved to Hollywood and was launching a survival elimination game show called “Survivor,” I instantly knew the concept was going to be a big hit, mostly because it was mining tribal traditions, something I’d been doing for over a decade through my events and organizations.
Of course, I didn’t want some cutthroat competition, just a group of cinematic stoners checking out all the strains of the annual Cannabis Cup. Maybe that sounds easy, but it’s actually quite a daunting task unless you’re an experienced bud-tender or distributor who knows his strains.
We had a talented young comedian, a hip hop music producer (and grower), an aspiring performance artist, a medical user, a noted activist, and a super hottie from England. They were all thrown into a one bedroom houseboat in Amsterdam and told they had to stay onboard until they had tried all the strains, which were released slowly in increments of a half dozen or so at a time.
After 36 hours or so, the young comedian requested to get off the boat and soon announced he was off pot for good. He had entered the contest not really being very experienced with cannabis, but only wanting to win the contest and get some notoriety for his comedy. As a joke, he rolled a dozen strains into a giant joint and began toking on it. Within a few minutes, you could see a pronounced change in his body language.
The Castaways picked the Cannabis Cup winner that year, and I was planning on another season, and keeping some of the Castaways as characters in my tv universe I was building, but when they returned to the States, the hip hop producer’s estranged wife initiated a custody battle to bar access to their daughter based on his participation in the show. When he called me hysterically after the judgment, I asked for a copy of the transcript.
I’d just won a similar custody battle based on my being editor of High Times initiated by a bipolar member of my wife’s family, so I had experience with the terror this dude was going through, and you don’t know real mental terror until someone swoops in and seizes your only child.
But, at the same time, I had to admit the transcript read like a Cheech and Chong script. The producer had denied being involved in the show from the get-go and the lawyer led him down a garden path until he produced a copy of High Times with him on the cover, holding his distinctive cane, a cane he now held firmly in his grasp in the witness stand. The producer went down in flames.
I contacted the comedian because I wondered if he wanted to work on an animated film about our project. A lot of the comedy we’d worked on together during the event had been successful. We’d produced a sitcom every night for four nights running and showed the results to open the shows at the Melkweg. This mini series was treated with waves of applause and belly laughter and was obviously the most entertaining thing we’d produced content-wise from all my improvisational explorations.
But the comedian freaked again, and sent a letter to all the Castaways saying I was planing on mining their personal tragedies for profit and advised them all never to speak with me again. He certainly never did.
But we did get a live web show so popular it kept crashing our website while it was on, and the highlights were immortalized in a DVD you can watch here:
It’s unfortunate how little video footage got captured during the first Whee! festival outside Eugene, Oregon. The entire adventure had begun as my plot to establish a Weed Woodstock. (Although, in truth, the original was funded almost entirely by weed money, and the event helped cement Woodstock as a weed distribution center.)
I remember taking the trustees to lunch at some five-star restaurant and saying, “You have to be committed to a new event for five years, because that’s how long it may take to break even.” But I assured them after five years, my Whee! fest would be as big if not bigger than Woodstock. And I believed this because the event was promoted as a prayer for world peace, a serious non-denominational ceremony recognizing cannabis as the sacrament of peace culture.
Of course, Whee! exploded immediately, drawing 20,000 to the event, most of whom got in for free and were fed free by a non-stop crew kitchen, and anyone could volunteer to be crew.
After the OM circle, someone handed a bottle of whiskey to Felipe and said he was done with this. Felipe and I did a bunch of powerful ceremonies together, and that was certainly one of the best.
But the day after the event ended, we invited the Pranksters to our motel room to celebrate and eat pizza. Only Ken Babbs showed up, and this is what transpired. The next day, we went to see Kesey, and he introduced me to non-linear video editing, just going prosumer. I had been a devoted follower of improvisational ritual theater as practiced by the Pranksters, and took this direction very seriously, devoting the rest of my life to capturing video of the ceremonies I was staging. Sure glad I kept these memories, and if you want to know what Hager ceremonies look and feel like, this will clue you in.
As soon as I got back to New York, the trustees informed me that Whee! had been a financial failure. Although I knew that was a lie. Through immense efforts I manage to resurrect one more Whee! at the same site the next year before my precious Whee! ceremony was cast to the winds, and thus ended my longstanding campaign for the recognition of spiritual rights for cannabis users.
Tom Forcade had multiple film projects in the works when he committed suicide. He’d recently bought controlling interest of a smuggling project, and went to show a rough cut to Robert Evans in Hollywood. Forcade had just paid an editor to whip the chaotic footage into a story. He put a lot of effort into trying to make sense of that footage, some of which involved footage of a real smuggling operation, but Evans sadly told him the edit still wasn’t working.
Apparently, Forcade’s moves into Hollywood contributed to two things: cocaine and guns. According to Gabrielle Schang, Forcade didn’t carry a pistol until after being introduced around Hollywood. He’d been a dealer and distributor and magazine publisher, but was also branching into smuggling and film at the same time. His most precious documentary project involved filming the Sex Pistols historic tour of America. Forcade bought a plane and sent Jack Combs on a mission. He never recovered from Jack’s fatal crash at the end of that ill-fated mission. And that also ended any High Times forays into the film world until I arrived.
Before coming to High Times, I’d launched a moderately successful film project called Beat Street, and never lost sight of expanding my efforts into the world of film and video. When prosumer equipment finally reached the realms of the masses, I began documenting everything, quickly evolving into the most video-centric magazine editor on the national stage. I shot thousands of hours of footage, and often assembled 7-person crews to do four-camera edits with live switching of my major events. All this was working towards the creation of a counterculture television network.
The first project I pitched to the trustees was a Chef Ra travel guide to Jamaica. I was creating an entire galaxy of High Times stars and Ra was intended to be one of the brightest.
Imagine my surprise when the trustees tell me they are putting up thousands of dollars to make the Chef Ra film. That was the good news. The bad news was the project was being given to the aspiring filmmaker son of the head trustee. I didn’t get to play any role in the film until the end. They spent a week in Jamaica and shot a lot of random footage and needed Ra to help work it into a story.
That’s not the best way to make a great documentary and it showed in the final product. But it remains the best portrait of Jim Wilson we have, and since Jim co-wrote the script used to stitch the scenes together, it carries his creativity and compassion.
Modern life is evolving so fast it’s hard to imagine the vibes going down 30 years ago. Which is why it’s so entertaining to check out a documentary I produced early in the 1990s titled Let Freedom Ring: the Origins of the Hemp Movement. It came out just after my discovery of 420, but three years after I’d created the Freedom Fighters with the help of Rodger Belknap of West Virginia, who quickly became our organization’s chief funder and spiritual advisor.
The Freedom Fighters went from a handful of High Times staffers to the biggest cannabis legalization group in the world in two years, while the Ann Arbor Hash Bash went from a dozen hardcore devotees to many thousands cramming the diag at the University of Michigan. Marching into rallies in our Freedom Fighter outfits was the ritual that helped galvanize a national movement.
Shortly after the film was released, however, Rodger was railroaded into jail, while High Times forced me to disband the group, allegedly because NORML was unhappy about the competition, which seemed weird since our newsletter had been recognizing and supporting NORML chapters from inception, and many Freedom Fighter state groups were also affiliated with NORML, including the chapter in Boston that created the Boston Freedom Rally.
Our big campaign was bringing activists together for major rallies. We organized free campgrounds with free food and a free bus ride to the rally. When Rodger asked me what was needed for the organization, I told him we needed a school bus and council tipi. Within a few weeks we had both and took off for the Rainbow Gathering in Ocala, Florida, where I flew a High Times flag and nobody cared.
The Steven Hager Foundation is proud to announce the creation of four annual scholarships, to be known as the Hager Awards.
The Casolaro Prize for excellence in reporting on secret services is named for Danny Casolaro, who was murdered while investigating the theft of a software called Promis.
The Last Circle: Danny Casolaro’s Investigation into the Octopus and the PROMIS Software Scandal by Cheri Seymour was published by Trine Day and is the most detailed account of his murder.
The Sutton Prize for excellence in commentary on history, is named for Antony Sutton, an economist who detailed how Communism was secretly aided by shadowy forces in the West.
Sutton’s book America’s Secret Establishment was the first serious attempt to penetrate the secret society network running through the American oligarchy.
The Webb Prize for excellence in reporting on drugs, is named for Gary Webb, who lost his career after exposing CIA connections to the cocaine trade. Webb’s definitive book Dark Alliance was branded a fraud, yet everything he asserted was true. Kill the Messenger by Nick Schou and Charles Bowden is an excellent summary of the case.
The Kangas Prize for excellence in reporting on the Vatican (or any other religion, including Scientology), is named for Steve Kangas, a former CIA intelligence officer who revealed the associations between the Knights of Malta and numerous intelligence agencies. Kangas left no books behind, but you can read his groundbreaking Origins of the Overclass here: http://www.huppi.com/kangaroo/L-overclass.html
All college students are eligible and can compete by sending a link to an online story at a college website, or by sending text with a photo proving it was published in a college periodical. Any stories published after January 1, 2019 are eligible, and the contest ends on December 31, 2019. A website will be set-up to handle submissions, in the meantime, interested students can get more information by posting comments here. It’s expected the initial prizes will be $500 for the first year.
The Irish Republican Army formed in 1917 as a militant independence movement and went through a few transformations over the decades, emerging in 1969 as a Marxist organization advocating extreme violence. What’s interesting about Marxism in the United States is it was secretly dominated by spooks working for military intelligence, and it certainly seems possible something similar might have been happening in Ireland. Over 3,500 killed and up to 50,000 injured over a 30-year period of tit-for-tat terror, what came to be known in Ireland as “the troubles.”
Originally formed as the Downbeats Quartet, in 1962 the name changed to the Miami Showband, led by Dickie Rock. The band went through a number of changes throughout the 1960s, earning numerous number one Irish hits along the way, despite the defections of a series of lead singers, starting with Dickie Rock. The Irish showbands, of which around 700 existed at peak, were different from American garage bands of the same era as they typically included horn sections and played covers of well-known pop and soul tunes, unlike those gritty four-piece guitar bands that proliferated in the USA. Think “Get Ready” by Rare Earth as an appropriate comparison.
By 1975, the Miami Showband had not scored a number one hit in years, but they remained the best-known band, often called The Beatles of Ireland. And the young new lead singer was a powerful teenybopper sex symbol. At the time, the band was composed of four Catholics and two Protestants, and although they had no overt political content in their lyrics, the fact they represented a successful mix of both cultures made the group a potential lightning rod for peace simply by drawing audiences from both sides into the same venue.
Paul Ashford was the bass player and lead singer in 1972, but was asked to leave the band after complaining playing gigs in Northern Ireland was putting his life at risk. Ashford was replaced by Stephen Travers on bass and the dynamic Fran O’Toole on vocals and keyboards. Even Ashford has to admit the change was an upgrade, as he described O’Toole as “the greatest soul singer in Ireland.”
An intense panic began smoldering in the north in the late sixties because Protestants feared the country would soon be unified, meaning Catholics would gain control of the north. Two warring militias supporting the Protestant cause had formed to fight against the IRA, the Ulster Volunteer Force (UVF) and the Ulster Defense Association (UDA). In May 1974, the UVF instigated a series of car bombings in the south designed to disrupt talk of unification, bombings that killed 33 civilians. The IRA retaliated by bombing two pubs in England, killing 21 civilians. Tit for tat.
In Christmas 1974, the IRA declared a cease fire and peace council, which only served to make the two loyalist militias in the north concerned they would soon be sold out during secret negotiations. Something big and transforming was required to keep hostile fires burning, and deep inside the bowels of MI5, a plan was formulated on how to reinvigorate the war.
Suddenly, the leader of the UVF Mid-Ulster Brigade, Billy Hanna was assassinated by his own organization. In hindsight it appears Hanna had refused to go along with the plan and swiftly replaced by Robin Jackson, known as “the jackal.” Many suspect Jackson murdered Hanna to prevent him from exposing the plot.
The plan was to intercept the band on July 31, as they traveled back to Dublin from a gig in the north, and surreptitiously place a bomb inside the van. They planned to announce to the press that the band had been carrying a bomb for the IRA which had gone off by accident. Everything went according to plan until that bomb unexpectedly went off while being placed under the driver’s seat. At the time, five members of the band were standing by the side of the road, and the UVF brigade was instructed by a British officer on the scene to kill all witnesses. Two of the band survived by playing dead.
Over the decades, many attempts to find justice have been initiated and although two UVF members were found guilty of the murders (out of a dozen on the scene), the links into England and identity of the British officer in command at the scene has never been officially investigated.
All these details are explained in the Netflix documentary, The Miami Showband Massacre. A couple of the killers were from the Ulster Defence Regiment — a government militia. “This would be the equivalent of uniformed National Guardsmen working with Klansmen and Neo-Nazis,” says researcher Michael Marinacci.
In 1826, William Morgan applied to join the Freemason lodge in Batavia, New York, but the application was strangely rejected, possibly because of some recent financial difficulties. As an accepted mason from a distant lodge, Morgan took great umbrage against the Batavia lodge and decided to publish an expose of the society and reveal its secrets. In order to become a mason, Morgan had taken an oath never to reveal the secrets of the order (upon penalty of death). After quickly writing a manuscript, Morgan found a nearby publisher willing to take on the project.
It’s no secret Masonry played a leading role in our revolution. George Washington was the most influential mason in North America, as well as the wealthiest landowner. Masonry was spread largely through the British military and through the world’s second largest corporation, the British East India Company, whose stock was closely held by the ruling oligarchy of the empire. In the late 1700s, however, the empire was on shaky ground. The East India Company, modeled after (and designed to compete with) the Dutch East India Company, was losing the trade war against the Dutch, who were jousting on the high seas with the British Navy. The British devised a scheme to capture a monopoly in tea away from the Dutch, but that plan backfired and created a huge glut of tea, most of which seemed destined to rot in warehouses. In response, the company got a special exemption from Parliament to ship tea straight to the Colonies for distribution. Even with a small tax, the tea was priced to undersell the smuggled Dutch tea that had greatly undercut the British prices.
There was a masonic lodge in Boston that organized a tea dump that sparked our revolution. What seems odd in hindsight is how this insignificant tax was deployed as a springboard to incite intense hostility against the crown. Wouldn’t it have made more sense just to boycott the English tea rather than destroying it? Strangely, that dumping saved the East India Company a fortune because the insurance company covered the losses. England had the power to crush the Colonial rebellion, but chose not to and soon capitulated after some misguided and poorly planned expeditions. Clearly, England’s attention was on Europe and the East. After the French and Dutch were defeated, the Russians and English engaged in a “great game” to outflank each other through the spread of spies and secret societies, and Masonry played a key role in this game.
The American Revolution was planned and instigated by some of the richest merchants conspiring with the biggest bond holders (bankers), and the purpose was removing English oversight while preserving the economic status quo. Most masonic lodges stayed loyal to the Crown, despite masonry’s celebration of liberty and equality, but the revolt was organized through a handful of rebel lodges. Since there were prominent masons on both sides of the conflict, on Tuesday nights all sides were welcome to gather, even if it was the eve of battle.
But after Morgan announced his book’s imminent publication, the publisher’s printshop mysteriously burned to the ground, and Morgan was railroaded into jail on imaginary charges. The police, judge and jury assembled were all Masons, which created controversy that soon spread like wildfire. Suddenly, some Masons showed up at the jail and bailed Morgan out and he was never seen again.
The outcry over Morgan’s murder created the first third party, the Anti-masonic Party. Meanwhile, citizen investigators began looking into Masonry and discovered another secret society was embedded deeper inside. George Washington had been well aware of the recently-established Illuminati infesting masonry in 1776 and warned of its arrival on our shores in his correspondence. But Washington probably wasn’t aware the Illuminati had been created by Jesuits during a time when a international outcry against Jesuits was sweeping across Europe.
Around this same time, less than 60 miles from where Morgan was murdered, Freemason Joseph Smith announced the discovery of two golden tablets that proved Jesus had visited North America. Upstate New York was undergoing a wave of folk spiritualism, and many fake mediums were claiming magic powers, so Smith didn’t really stick out initially. But having funds and a powerful backer at his disposal helped Smith immensely in building a flock of followers willing to support his vision of an American Zion. Not so strangely, the rituals of Mormonism look a lot like the rituals of Masonry. In a strange twist, Morgan’s widow married Joseph Smith and moved with him to Illinois, where he was murdered by a mob while flashing the masonic sign of distress.
Two other masonic-style lodges soon appeared to quickly exert great national influence, one in New Haven (1832) and the other New York (1843). Both could be suspected as possible Illuminati operations. The New Haven lodge was created by William Russell, heir to the North American opium cartel. Russell visited Germany during the summer of his junior year at Yale, and when he returned and discovered Phi Beta Kappa had gone public, created the Order of Skull & Bones, which was soon running Yale. The Boners then moved into strategic positions in finance, education and government.
The New York lodge became known as B’nai B’rith, and was established on the Lower East Side by 12 recently-arrived German Jews. Strangely, these two secret societies would play key roles in the coming Civil War, just as a couple Masonic lodges had played key roles in fomenting the revolution. During the war, the center of American finance moved from Philadelphia to Boston and Wall Street. The war created the Robber Barons, who captured a stranglehold on the economy. A handful of men suddenly owned just about everything and it’s been that way ever since.
The award-winning 1966 film Battle of Algiers documented the explosion of terror and violence that paved the road for Algerian independence. As Africa’s largest country…and rich in natural gas…Algeria was a choice plum for European imperialism. In 1830, under the shakiest of pretenses, the French invaded and within a few years 825,000 Algerians (one third the population) were dead.
The French confiscated choice lands and awarded real estate to European immigrants who arrived in droves, eventually becoming the majority in the capital city of Algeria. Citizenship was granted to Europeans, Christians and Jews, but Muslims were denied. The Jews became the go-between Muslims and French, and both sides initially tried to recruit them, although most sided with France, something they may have regretted after Vichy France began persecuting Jews. The Nazis built an ideological bridge between fascism and Arab nationalism fueled by mutual hatred. When the British and Americans landed in Africa, the Vichy forces initially tried to repel the Allies, but were eventually allowed to switch sides, greatly angering the free French forces led by Charles de Gaulle.
On May 8, 1945, the same day Nazi Germany surrendered, Muslim activists held victory marches that provoked violent responses from French occupiers. The ensuing street massacres put a lid on the simmering independence movement for almost a decade, but in 1954, the movement resurfaced in force through the appearance of the National Liberation Front (FLN), a merger of Communist and Islamic ideologies. The FLN began a savage campaign of assassinating Harkies and their dependents. Harkies were Muslims serving in the French army who acted as police. As many as 150,000 may have been murdered. Harkies and their families weren’t the only casualties as the French launched a counter attack on Muslims. As many as 700,000 perished and two million displaced during the eight years of unrelenting violence.
Shot in black & white, Battle of Algiers had the look and feel of a behind-the-scenes newsreel. Rather than take sides or mine the subject for emotional response, it coolly revealed turpitude and affinity for violence shared by both sides. Within a few months, the FLN became the template upon which the savage Weather Underground was created. Strangely, the leaders of that movement (which effectively destroyed the non-violent Students for a Democratic Society), were sons and daughters of the super wealthy, although they rounded up a handful of acolytes by preaching a twisted form of self-hatred for the American middle class, an indoctrination accompanied with drug-fueled orgies designed to break down individuality and moral codes. It had all the makings of a intelligence mind-control operation.
After the Weather Underground declared war on America and went into hiding, they divided into cells exactly like the FLN and began releasing communiqués exactly like the FLN, and informed their ranks millions would soon die in the coming war. Many of their parents would be forced into concentration camps once the revolution succeeded. The war was quietly launched with some small pipe bombs planted in police parking lots in the Bay Area, set to go-off during lunch hour. Although they never took credit for these two bombings, rest assured they were most likely the initial attempts to spark war between police and the emerging counterculture. Like all Communist revolutions, the Weather Underground cell structure was designed to protect the organization’s leaders from exposure once the killing began. In truth, the Weather Underground cells had been penetrated on inception, although the many FBI informants planted in the lower ranks, had no idea the key lawyer running and funding the organization had his own mysterious connections to counterintelligence.
The springboard used to catapult the organization into the national spotlight was the murder of Fred Hampton by Chicago police connected to counterintelligence. Not so coincidentally, Bernadine Dohrn was immediately on the scene leading the press on tours of the murder site (strangely left wide open by Chicago police) while giving lectures on the need for reprisals, despite Hampton’s total dedication to non-violence. Hampton had recently been put in charge of the Black Panthers, the most respected black rights organization, and immediately began leading the membership away from armed insurrection and toward what Hampton dubbed “the rainbow coalition.” Hampton was the biggest detractor of the Weather Underground inside the counterculture and dubbed the group as insanely “Custeristic.” So you can see how killing Hampton served the interest of the Weather Underground while also allowing them to exploit his death as a fulcrum for convincing clueless teenagers to support violence as the only logical response.
The blood bath they plotted was severely hampered, however, when their first major bomb blew up while being constructed in New York City and killed three of their own. The mega-bomb had been planned for a cadet dance at Fort Dix but instead destroyed a million-dollar townhouse in Greenwich Village. The deaths sent shivers through the organization, and the leaders rapidly dialed back on future murder plots, although the “kill-cop” rhetoric continued unabated and infected many others. Eventually the Weather Underground would be responsible for four police murders, but played a role instigating at least fifteen others fomented by the United Freedom Front (1), Symbionese Liberation Army (1), and Black Liberation Army (13). But that’s just the tip-of-the-iceberg, because our interventions in Indochina resulted in 3.5 million deaths, and many of those could have been avoided had the senseless war ended sooner. Had a vast majority of Americans rejected the war early on, President Nixon would have been forced to dial back. But by presenting the counterculture in such an intensively negative light, the Weather Underground made sure middle America sided with the President’s reasonable requests for the rule of law and order to prevail.
Even stranger is the fact that after Timothy Leary was renditioned back to a high security cell and held in isolation while enduring the most savage interrogations of his life, he caved and told everything he knew about the Weather Underground that had broken him out of jail, provided him with a fake passport and whisked him off to Algeria to join forces with Eldridge Cleaver in fomenting a wave of violence. They even had put out a press release claiming Leary was now “armed and dangerous” and ready to join the ranks of the immortal cop killers, unrepentant murderers the Weather Underground lionized. Strange that upon his caving, the word immediately went out that Leary was a stool pigeon. Predictably, the head of the National Lawyers’ Guild called for someone to assassinate Leary, a feat designed to send a message to future traitors to the Communist cause. Unpredictably, Leary was taken out of prison and driven around the country so he could point out the safe houses he’d stayed at while describing the occupants in great detail. During this escapade, a revolver placed on the floor of the vehicle by the FBI agent in the passenger’s seat slid back into Leary’s view, and he realized he could easily pick it up and assassinate both cops. Fortunately, he declined to touch the weapon, and that likely saved his life, for I feel sure had he picked up that gun, he would have been instantly killed on the spot. Strangely, although Leary spilled all the beans he could, his confession never amounted to an arrest or interrogation of anyone. Soon the principle leaders of the terrorist Weather Underground would emerge from hiding, but only after all the FBI files on them mysteriously disappeared, which allowed them to accept high-paying gigs at major universities. Now retired, they continue to collect pensions.
Meanwhile, there’s an attempt to whitewash the Weather Underground as being led by earnest radicals, instead of exposing the organization as the state-sponsored counterterrorism psyop it really was. The purpose of the organization was not to foment a revolution as that concept never had a prayer of success due to their tactics. The real purpose was to frighten middle America away from supporting the peace movement sweeping the country, something they were easily able to accomplish with some random bombings and advocation of Charles Manson and Sirhan Sirhan as counterculture heroes. But there’s a karmic load that accompanies violence and a day of reckoning is coming. You only have to turn this log over to see the vermin hiding underneath.
The proletariat must organize lawyers in various countries who sympathize with the liberation struggle. Together with the legal bureau of the International Red Aid (IRA), organize in every country, in particular England, the USA and Japan, and strive to enlarge the number of new cadres. IRA directive issued in at the Second International Conference, Moscow, 1927.
Admission to the bar is not just about training, but moral character and a sacred oath to uphold the Constitution. Participation in conspiracies involving subversion, violence and terror is a gross violation of this oath. The National Lawyers Guild was founded by Communist Party members to spread a Communist agenda. Of course, propaganda was designed to make the Guild appear as a do-gooder champion of the little guy. Behind the scenes a different story was unfolding.
It would be naive not to realize the Communist Party has been dotted with spooks of all persuasions since inception. They did not provoke the revolution in Russia, they subverted a democratic/socialist government that had emerged. The first act of the revolution had been to abolish the death penalty, as the Czars secret police had murdered so many. The first act of the Communists (Trotsky, Lenin, Stalin) was to reassert the death penalty and use it on the Czar and his family, including the children. This is all you need to know about the origins of Communism.
My thesis is that a group of secret agents were sent into this orbit for the purpose of managing counterintelligence operations. These lawyers were pretending to submit to Communist dogmas, but were really spooks reporting to the highest levels of the national security state.
In the 1960s, the primary mission of this operation was to outflank the emerging peace and freedom movement by fomenting acts of terror that would drive the population toward the political right.
The spearhead of this infiltration was Louis Boudin (working with John Reed and Jay Gladstone), and later passed to Boudin’s nephew, Leonard, whose daughter Kathy would join the Weather Underground, assist the assassination of three police in a failed bank robbery, and wind up a tenured professor at Colombia University. Go figure.
In 2008, Boudin was Sheinberg Scholar-in-Residence at New York University’s School of Law, lecturing on “the politics of parole and re-entry.”
The takeover of the Russian revolution by a small cadre funded by Wall Street was mirrored by the Weather Underground takeover of the SDS funded by the National Lawyers Guild.
William Stephenson was England’s greatest spook, although his life has been, for the most part, strangely ignored. Ian Fleming was one of his thousands of secret agents, although Fleming’s James Bond was a pale, romanticized version of the real story. Perhaps Stephenson has yet to be mined by the media because his story illustrates how our own domestic counterintelligence operations have their origins in SIS and MI6 operations.
After the death of his father, Stephenson was raised by a working class family in Winnipeg, Canada. Never rising more than 5 foot two, he had two passions early in life: books and boxing. As a featherweight, he was rarely, if ever, defeated.
In January 1916, Stephenson volunteered to fight in Europe and was incapacitated by a gas attack within a week of arrival. In April 1917 he joined the Royal Flying Corp, shot down either 12 or 18 enemy aircraft, and earned the Distinguished Flying Cross the following year.
Shot down behind enemy lines, Stephenson ended up in a German prisoner-of-war camp, where he escaped with a stolen can opener. Before escaping, he told a fellow prisoner he planned to patent the can opener in every country outside German influence. His Canadian company went bankrupt, however, and he decamped to England to start over, leaving unpaid debts in his wake. He teamed with an inventor working on wireless photography and got rich in the process, elevating into the orbit of the British oligarchy. Obviously, transmitting photos via radio waves was also a subject of intense interest to the secret services. In 1924, Stephenson married an American tobacco heiress.
Stephenson seems to have been operating as a private intelligence operative for Winston Churchill in the 1930s, long before Churchill was re-appointed First Lord of the Admiralty. These two powerful characters would become forever entwined in covert ops on a massive scale. Although Stephenson was now in charge of factories building cars and radios, as well as running the largest film studio in England, he was spending most of his time in Germany gathering intelligence on the secret Nazi rearmament, while Churchill was using that information to make anti-Nazi speeches in Parliament as a way to advance his career. Before long, Churchill was Prime Minister, and among his first acts was secretly moving Stephenson to New York City, where he was tasked with the mission of getting America into the war. Very soon, Stephenson was running 3,000 operatives out of an entire floor of Rockefeller Center, provided rent-free. Among his thousands of spooks were William Donovan and the young Allen Dulles, and, of course, FDR. Stephenson was a frequent visitor to the White House and also forged a close relationship with J. Edgar Hoover. His operations included running the five types of spies as well as assassinating Nazi agents and neutralizing influential isolationists and peaceniks by-any means-necessary. Stephenson was not beyond carrying out wet work, and didn’t require a Smith & Wesson since he could dispatch targets with a single karate chop to the neck.
Of course, Stevenson had highly-placed operatives in the press to push his propaganda, and the highest among these were Walter Winchell and Drew Pearson. Pearson had a young intern named Jack Anderson who would soon play an influential role in beltway gossip. It should be noted that during the war, Pearson singlehandedly torpedoed George Patton’s career. Patton was famous for visiting his wounded warriors and became enraged when he found a soldier without visible wounds taking up precious hospital space. The Nazis were astonished when Patton lost his command. They could not believe the Allies would sideline their best general for something they considered so inconsequential as a general striking an enlisted man. But sidelining Patton could have been in the interest of British intelligence since he was upstaging Montgomery, their designated knight-in-shining-armor. Montgomery would soon be leading a tragic bridge-too-far fiasco, resulting in thousands of unnecessary deaths, while Patton might have easily captured Berlin earlier in the war, long before the carpet-bombing on civilian cities like Dresden or the bloody Battle of the Bulge. One wonders if all that last minute carpet bombing on civilians was actually necessary, or deployed to rack up profits for the bomb builders back home. It’s also interesting that Patton had retired himself and was on the eve of returning to America (where he would have immediately begun a political career to threaten Eisenhower’s) when he was killed by a freak auto accident. There was no autopsy and the driver of the vehicle was disappeared so as not to be available to the press.
Mark Wortman writes on the Daily Beast: Thanks to the British sympathies of Nelson Rockefeller and his family, Stephenson opened an office in Rockefeller Center in Midtown Manhattan, on the 36th floor of the International Building North, at 636 Fifth Avenue. The sign over Room 3603 read “British Passport Control Office.”
Room 3603 housed two operational arms under Stephenson’s control. The British Information Service (BIS) ran a so-called “white,” or soft, propaganda operation that published magazines and pamphlets, paid for radio broadcasts, including over a New Jersey radio station it controlled, and broadcasted multilingual shortwave programming around the Western Hemisphere aimed at boosting support for the British cause.
Decades before the terms “viral media” and “fake news” were on anybody’s tongue, the BIS began subsidizing Overseas News Agency (ONA), a branch of the Jewish Telegraph Agency, to feed manufactured stories, often couched within factual material, about German atrocities, British pluck under the German bomber onslaught, and Hitler’s threats against the Americas, to its New Jersey Radio Station, which tagged them with the news agency label.
During the war, Stephenson’s network worked closely with the FBI to monitor domestic and international communications, including reading the mail to and from targets before it passed through the system. Immediately after the war, Stephenson’s operations were gradually incorporated into the OSS, which morphed into the CIA, both run by Stephenson operatives. And, of course, Allen Dulles organized a secret Nazi surrender and the movement of war criminals to the west with new identities so they could deploy their talents for a new master.
In 1946, Donovan presented Stephenson with the Medal of Merit, the highest US civilian honor. He was the first foreigner to receive the award. So basically, Stephenson ran an anti-German spy and propaganda operation in violation of US law while we were still a neutral nation. This included neutralizing political targets and interfering in our internal affairs by manufacturing and spreading disinfo. At the same time, Bonesman Prescott Bush was running Union Bank and funneling money to the Nazi cause, while Allen’s big brother John Foster was setting up IG Farben as Germany’s mirror of Standard Oil with loans floated from his Sullivan and Cromwell clients on Wall Street. Surely, there is more here than what they’ve been telling us so far. But even from my lowly perch it sure looks like wars are orchestrated and mined for profit and social control.
There’s nothing quite like being born into an old money family, like Allen Dulles was. His grandfather was Secretary of State under President Harrison, while his uncle served that post for President Wilson. Dulles was cousin to David Rockefeller (by marriage), educated at Princeton and always a bit sensitive about his club foot.
I think Dulles became a spook right out of college, as he went directly into the Diplomatic Corps, a haven for spooks since its inception. He became sheep-dipped as a knight in shining armor by returning from Europe to help write an expose on the Protocols of the Elders of Zion in the New York Times. Since their appearance, the Protocols have been used as a counterintelligence tool to soften up populations by scapegoating Jews prior to instigating a violent pogrom. But Dulles didn’t reveal that truth, just that whoever wrote the Protocols cribbed material from a variety of sources which means they weren’t really the notes from some satanic world council of Jewish leaders. The Protocols claimed a global conspiracy was underfoot to secretly manifest a new world war designed to milk profits while killing millions of innocents in the process.
When old money has big plans for one of their knights, they run an op to have that person sheep-dipped into an icon quick as possible, sort of like the way John Kerry was run around the jungle in Vietnam to look like he was a heroic, dashing soldier in combat mode, when really he was just faking it for the cameras the whole time and never in any sort of danger.
When Dulles returned to New York, he went to work for the British and his job was to foment World War II and get America into the war as quickly as possible. It seems Dulles had friends on Wall Street who were funding the rise of Hitler and Communism in the hope of producing an epic clash of cultures that could be milked for profit for years. The military-industrial complex was but a glean in their eye and speck in their heart, but within a few years they would become the dominant force in America.
The plan may have been to have Germany and Japan conquer most of the world while stealing everything possible and wreaking as much terror and havoc on civilians as possible (survivors are shell-shocked and easily manipulated by propaganda and intel ops). After Germany and Japan were vanquished, conquered profit streams and cartels could be divided amongst the victors on Wall Street and inside the Bank of England, although the old money families of Germany and Japan would be left with their corporations and family fortunes mostly intact, and Europe’s dominant cartel, I.G. Farben, was merely split into a few pieces. (And by the way, Farben had been designed and set-up through loans engineered by Dulles’ brother John Foster and based off its biggest corporate investor, Standard Oil.)
Meanwhile, the stolen loot could be secretly transferred around the Bank of International Settlements in a shell-game designed to conceal who-got-when-where-why. It was a win-win for some old money families. Just so you know, the favorite banker of the Nazis invented the Bank of International Settlements, and put it into place shortly before the war started, and located it in Switzerland.
When the war broke out, Dulles was moved to Switzerland to conduct operations against Germany. The reason the German resistance failed internally was not because many Germans did not want to get rid of Hitler, a German military intelligence officer old money had put into power, but because Dulles and SIS refused to take the German resistance to Hitler seriously and let vital intelligence assets like Count Von Stauffenberg and Wilhelm Canaris dangle around helpless until the SS could round them up and assassinate them. Every single attempt to warn British and American intelligence about Hitler’s plans was ignored. The fact Stauffenberg and Canaris were both assassinated leaves no doubt they were high-ranking aristocrats working hard to neutralize Hitler, but died without receiving a shred of support from his supposed enemies. Support that could have brought an early end to the war.
When the war was over, Dulles imported the cream of Nazi scientists, spooks and assassins and employed them to help build the Central Intelligence Agency, which was constructed with the assistance of his old boss from British intelligence and modeled after MI5-6, with the key component of a counterintelligence unit for dirty tricks. Dulles put his close friend James Angleton in this crucial post because Angleton had been posted in Italy while Dulles was in Switzerland and had been trained by British intelligence and maintained close relations with the Vatican, which was providing crucial support to help shelter Nazis until they could be moved to new positions in North and South America. Before getting this job, Angleton promised never to put Dulles or any of his cronies on Wall Street on a lie detector and ask questions about their relations with German corporations during the war.
Just to give you an idea of what was going on, the Luftwaffe depended on Standard Oil for the war’s entire duration and could not have flown without it. Since Standard was owned by Dulles’ cousin (by marriage), one can see how easily these two people could have conspired to manifest and conceal illegal profits by playing both sides against the middle, which is standard black ops for British intelligence.
Another revealing detail is Farben was the dominant industrial, chemical and fuel corporation in Europe, and held a virtual monopoly in Europe on all things petrochemical, and yet its immense headquarters housing 200,000 workers was never bombed during the war. Now consider immediately after the war, the US Army Command moved into Farben’s executive offices. Hitler had tried to blow up German’s infrastructure in a fit of depression, but Hitler couldn’t blow up I.G. Farben. That was run by old money and some of Farben’s biggest investors were back in New York City.
Maybe you haven’t figured this out, but WWII was largely a war against civilian populations. To give an idea: 20 million Russians, 20 million Chinese, 9 million Germans, 6 million Jews, 3 million Japanese. American and British losses, meanwhile, were less than one million combined. So you can see which countries took the brunt impact of that manufactured event.
Later in life, Dulles would admit Japan tried to surrender before the A-bombs were dropped (see newspaper article above), a largely symbolic event that unfortunately added immensely to the suffering and loss of completely innocent civilians.
If they needed a show of force, why the hell couldn’t it have at least been a military target? Was it because shock and awe of such terrible human suffering was part of the strategy? I am reminded of a line in one of my favorite movies, The Man Who Would Be King, which tells the story of two Freemasons, veterans of the British Army, who find themselves stranded in India and after building a volunteer army they are marching into the first battle and Sean Connery says something like: “Make sure it is bloody. The bloodier the better.” Well, that’s the same attitude old money had regarding WWII, especially since most of that blood was spilled somewhere else.
Here’s another key: spooks cannot be fired or retired. That’s because when they start operations, they might be employed by an agency or corporation or anything, but once they become successful, they’re running a secret network of operatives, all of whom carry out secret missions on a need-to-know basis. So as long as these agents get some operating costs and some mission bonuses, they’ll keep functioning forever, even if their spook handler changes sides, because it’s really all about the money and not the dogmas or even the patriotic causes.
And that’s what happened in Germany because as soon as Hitler fell, his biggest spook went to straight to Dulles and changed sides and that Nazi spy network fell under operational control of Dulles.