The enemy is now a ghost

16x9President Obama addressed the cadets at West Point yesterday. I didn’t watch the performance, but I can tell from the photo he did a great job cheer-leading our shock troops into future battle, and spoke with great emotion about the need to practice restraint. We’re moving out of Afghanistan! Great news, but let’s face the facts, we never moved out of any country and still have bases in Germany and Japan.
Unfortunately, our foreign policy has reached quite a quandary. For centuries, war has been the economic engine driving Wall Street’s rise to riches, but now there’s no one big enough left to fight.
With 1,700 drone bases encircling the earth, our masters of war no longer have need for James Bond secret assassins because they can instantly vaporize a golf ball anywhere on the planet within minutes, if not seconds. The scope of our military might is awe-inspiring. The President admitted chances of a 9-11-style terror event is actually quite small simply because no group has the operational capability to carry one out in today’s climate of readiness. Terror operations are focused on the countries in which terrorists operate.
Which reminds me how ridiculous the story on the lost Malaysian plane is, and how we supposedly have no idea what happened to it. In truth our satellites encircle the earth and very little escapes their notice. Of course, these ops are classified, so the NSA won’t be trotting out the data, anymore than they are going to show us the Pentagon video from 9/11.
But I suspect we have someone’s wag-the dog-movie going on concerning this ghost plane. For example, long after the batteries on its black box should have expired, suddenly a “ping” was picked up in the middle of the ocean by a Chinese vessel? I suggest that vessel may have dropped the box into the ocean as part of the coverup. I have no idea what happened, although I certainly don’t buy the absurd story Lord Rothschild captured a tech patent by killing some engineers on the plane (like he could give a shit about an obscure tech patent), but I also don’t buy the story neither the NSA nor China tracked the plane’s movements after the transponder was turned off. If anything, a transponder going off is an alarm bell to them.
Perhaps this is just the first of many such disappearances. Since some new enemy must be manufactured quickly, perhaps our new enemy will be a mystery enemy, a ghost never seen that disappears entire planes, or perhaps graduates to even larger vessels, a cruise ship for example?
If you wanted to keep the world in a constant state of flight-or-fight, which means, easy to manipulate, I couldn’t imagine a better foe than a ghost who leaves zero traces and has no footprints to follow.

Meyer Lansky and the CIA

In the early days of conspiracy research, a lot of attention was put on transforming Meyer Lansky into a sort of ultimate Dr. Evil, a meme now seemingly reserved for Lord Rothschild. It’s a role someone has to play because if you don’t create a trail of breadcrumbs to a fake Dr. Evil, you might stumble into a real one.

Under President Nixon, the IRS launched an investigation of Lanksy and he fled to Israel because word was out Nixon planned to bring him down. This may have been about the casino business, the source of a lot of slush funds. Lansky had been banking with the CIA-connected Castle Bank, which might indicate someone at Sullivan and Cromwell may have had a finger in that cookie jar as well. The picture above shows him in Israel with his daughter.

Richard Schwartz was the son of Lansky’s wife by a previous marriage, and raised by Lansky and eventually worked in the family casino business in Cuba during its heyday. Had Castro not stepped in and shut down their operations, Lansky and his partners would have been a lot richer. Cuba was the center for rum running during Prohibition and a transit point for illegal drugs entering Florida and New York. So it wasn’t just about gambling.

After losing his Havana kingdom, Lanksy and crew were forced to downsize. His stepson was running a cafe in Boca Raton in 1977 when he stopped by a hangout for Sicilian-men-of-honor and their associates in Miami, a bar called The Forge. In a scene right out of Goodfellas, he got into a pissing war with the son of a local boss named Vincent Teriaca. Apparently, the dispute began over who was going to pick up a $10 bar tab and ended when Schwartz whipped out a revolver and put two bullets into Teriaca. A few days later, Schwartz arrived at his cafe as usual at 9 AM, and was greeted with a sawed-off shotgun blast to the chest. Nobody was surprised, and far as I know, Lansky took no action and it all ended there.

Except that recently it was revealed who blew that hole in Schwartz’s chest, and it turns out to have been a CIA counterintelligence expert named Ricky Prado. Ricky was a fireman and paramedic at the time but that was just his cover. He’s really a super spook who can dance through raindrops, a real-life James Bond assassin whose connections go straight to the top of the Octopus.

Enrique “Ric” Prado is a paramilitary, counter-terrorism, and special/clandestine operations specialist, with a focus on international training operations and programs, a 24-year veteran of the Central Intelligence Agency where he served as an Operations Officer in six overseas posts. He was Deputy Chief of Station and “Plank Owner” of the original Bin Ladin Task Force/Issues Station under Senior Analyst, Michael Scheuer, as well as Chief of Station in a hostile Muslim country. He also served as Chief of Operations in the CIA’s Counterterrorist Center (CTC) during the September 11th attacks, where he helped coordinate CIA/CTC’s special operations (SPECOPS) activities with the National Security Council and FBI, as well as with elite U.S. military representatives from Delta Force and SEAL-Team Six, then detailed to CTC/CIA. He retired as Senior Intel Service-2 (SIS-2, Major General equivalent at CIA). Mr. Prado spent his first ten years at CIA as a paramilitary officer in Special Operations Group/Special Activities Division (SOG/SAD, Ground Branch) which is CIA’s “special operations force,” is how his minimal website describes himself, and he resides in Mexico City and might be available for hire for intelligence work.

What this indicates is the relationship between organized crime and the intelligence agencies is much closer than you’ve been led to believe, and these entities are, in fact, two sides of the same coin.

Later Lansky wanted to retire, but wasn’t allowed to. That may be why the IRS went after him because they’d obviously turned someone with an immunity offer. It was your typical jail-house stool-pigeon story, but that stuff usually works great for prosecutors. Meanwhile, Lansky put his $14 million fortune into his brother’s name and departed to Israel, fully expecting to be given citizenship as was his right. But Nixon threatened to withhold military support to Israel, especially the delivery of some crucial fighter jets, unless Lansky was returned posthaste, and rather than duke it out in court at the cost of tens of thousands of dollars, Lansky returned and fought and beat the IRS charge. But he’d lost most of his fortune in the process, and didn’t leave much to his kids, and his daughter says her uncle’s family ended up with most of it.

In Praise of Dag Hammarskjold

Dag Hammarskjold came from a long line of Royally-appointed ministers serving the Swedish Kings and Queens, and rose to the top of Sweden’s central bank. He helped design the Marshall Plan, which shaped Europe’s future for decades after WWII.
At a young age, Dag got tapped to lead the United Nations, and swiftly garnered a reputation for defusing violence and promoting peace. He was especially adept at defusing conflict in the Middle East.
It’s difficult to imagine where we might be had people like him and JKF, RFK, MLK, and other prophets for peace not been killed. For Dag, this happened in 1961, while he was trying to stop a war in Africa. Although many witnesses saw a plane shoot down his plane, these facts were seldom spoken about, at least in the North American media, until this week that is, and now only because some document reveals the NSA was monitoring the shoot-down in real time. Don’t expect the media to do much with this story, they are too busy following Hollywood and Hip Hop celebrities around.
The two most chilling details I encountered are that Dag’s corpse was apparently the only one not severely burned at the scene, and that an ace of spaces card had been tucked into his lapel. It went down as an “accident.”
Whenever I encounter the death card in use, I think of one of its greatest proponents, Edward Lansdale. Like Dag, he was not born to the aristocracy, but after joining the OSS and becoming a ruthless spook, he rose fast in the ranks of key managers, so much so they put him in charge of smuggling the stolen gold back from the east and into select bank vaults in the west, so that it could be used to foment war for profit around the world and stem the tide of democracy, instead of being returned to its rightful owners in China, Korea, Vietnam and other countries Japan had just viciously plundered.
If you want to know how deep the rabbit hole goes, look no farther than Edward Lansdale, because his resume sheds key light on how war for profit really works. Among other things, Lansdale was huge into psyop and black magic, which is what that ace of spades represents.
461px-Major-general-lansdaleLansdale was moved early to Vietnam to clear the way for the US to capture the opium monopoly because the French were about to lose it to the Communists. Soon the Phoenix Program would commence, our countries largest mass extermination campaign since the Indian Wars. Funny how Lansdale’s top aide at the time turned out to be a spy for North Vietnam.
William Colby ran the Phoenix Program and one of his top aides became a Nebraska State Senator named John DeCamp, who told me he went back to Vietnam years later and discovered the person in charge of making the list of who was going to be assassinated next turned out to be a North Vietnamese spy as well. Which leaves the question, just who was getting assassinated and why? We killed over 40,000 people, and it now appears most of them were innocent, peaceful people who just happened to be tribal leaders. Getting rid of them was just a way to psyop the population into taking sides, any side. When you play the war for profit game one side is as good as another, long as they keep buying bullets and bombs.
I’m not claiming Lansdale was behind the murder, or even involved in any way. Just that when I saw that detail about the death card, Lansdale flashed in my brain. For all I know, there could be a deeper connection because these two certainly played crucial roles in world history, although on opposing sides of a great dialectical divide.


Is this who murdered Marilyn?

Romeo Samuel Greenschpoon, aka Ralph Romeo Greenson is Marilyn Monroe’s real killer, says an explosive new book, but the book also claims he did it on Bobby Kennedy’s orders.
The first thing about this book that makes me suspicious is the title includes the words “Cased Closed.” That meme was first employed by notorious disinfo artist Gerald Posner and didn’t get him any traction.

Here’s the crucial backstory: not only was Marilyn allegedly having an affair with Bobby Kennedy (something that supposedly started after Bobby was dispatched by JFK to tell Marilyn to stop calling him), but Marilyn was also having an affair with her analyst, the jet-setting and very well-connected “Romeo” Greenson.

According to this book, Marilyn had been keeping a little red diary, something that could compromise a number of Hollywood celebrities, Sicilian men-of-honor, and politicians. For some, having an affair with Marilyn revealed might have been an upgrade to their reputations, but for others, like Greenson and the Kennedy’s, it spelled potential professional disgrace. Supposedly, Marilyn was threatening to call a press conference and release the little red book, something that just doesn’t ring true for me, as calling press conferences was never really her style, or dishing on her past love affairs.

As the greatest goddess of her time, I’d imagine Marilyn held some sway on the a plane, so the taking of her life is a significant crime against the forces of the universe, and in such cases karmic blow-back is virtually guaranteed.

The real question is: upon whom do we fix the blame? According to these authors, both of whom have written previous books on Marilyn, two LA policemen gave Marilyn what was supposed to be a fatal enema, but the next day she still clung to life, so Romeo was dispatched to administer the coup de grace.

JFK would be dead within a year, and Bobby not long after. If true, it’s got to be one of the greatest tragedies ever told.

In praise of Commedia dell’arte

The roots of improvisational energy in the Western world run through Commedia dell’arte, a style of theater that first appeared around 1550 in Venice, the trading capital of the Western World at the time, and the one place where terpene-rich spices and stimulants flowed into the rest of Europe.

Over a century earlier, this same territory had birthed The Society of Smokers, the first composers of secular sheet music. I’d imagine high-quality hash provided the inspiration for that group’s appearance, although the Society was quickly dispatched off the planet and probably sparked the Inquisitions, some of which involved persecution of cannabis, facilitator of improvisational (sacred) energies. The reason so many women were accused of witchcraft is because it was highly-regarded as a medicine in their midwife culture. The Vatican, in case you didn’t know, had outlawed even speaking the word “cannabis.” Even though it grew wild in every stream bank at the time, you couldn’t say it’s name, which is why Rabelais called it the herb Pantigruelion at the time.

Maybe you’ve heard of the San Francisco Mime Troupe? I must confess I was a mime for two months in the late 1960s, and inspired my sidekick Larry Green to travel to France to study under the greatest living master of the genre. Larry and I put on some amazing improvisational performances before he left for France, always spontaneous and free to attend.

Mime is based off just one character in Commedia, the one who didn’t talk. His name was Pierrot. But there were a lot of other characters.

The Commedia troupes were the Merry Prankster and Grateful Dead of their day, traveling from festival to festival and putting on improvisational performances that involved music, comedy, and probably contained a dose of political satire. When you open up to pure improvisational energy, what rushes in tends to be really clean energy and that’s when real magic manifests.

There’s an under-appreciated film from 1952 starring Stuart Granger: Scaramouche, who was one of the greatest Commedia characters, and the one who always appeared dressed fully in black. He could be played as a fool or a trickster, a dummy or a genius.

That movie is the greatest sword fighting movie ever made far as I know, and the action sequences still hold up today. It was one of the first films to display realistic battles. Nothing like the gore today, but in the 1950s few film deaths showed red spots, much less the super realistic explosive charges that became ubiquitous after The Wild Bunch. Because it was all sword fighting, and extremely well choreographed, the deaths are quite realistic compared with every other sword fighting film of the time.

I don’t know if Ben Hogan saw the film but it’s amazing how the instructor tells Scaramouche to hold his sword like a bird, not too tight and not too loose. That’s exactly how Hogan told everyone to hold a golf club.

The evolution of magical wisdom

The Living Theater

For thousands of years, the keys to ceremonial magic were kept hidden, like just about everything else during the Dark Ages. As soon as state religions were put in place, the persecution of the authentic shamanic energies that had birthed those religions commenced. This was done because spirituality is the key to perception, and if you control the national ceremonies, you control the minds of the masses.

One of the more important repositories of magic wisdom were the many Masonic societies and their offshoots, including Yale’s Skull & Bones society. If you think magic doesn’t work, just take a gander at what they’ve accomplished over the last hundred years because their members have their fingers on many of the control buttons. Masons were influenced by the Templars who were influenced by the Pythagorean societies who were influenced by the Zoroastrian Magi who were influenced by the Scythians.

Some today worship Aleister Crowley without understanding he was actually a devoted 33rd Degree Freemason and picked up a lot of his magical wisdom from that order. British intelligence penetrated Masonry and even though the society has some wonderful, well-meaning bodhisattvas doing great work (and I especially like the Shriners, the fun-loving Masons), these societies are also peppered with spooks who use great works to hide dastardly deeds, and Crowley was certainly one of them. I never studied Crowley or did his exercises, or took anything from him, although I did some study on his major influence, the author of  “do what thou wilt” and “Thelema,” a little-known alchemist monk named Francois Rabalais, who suffers greatly in Crowley’s shadow, despite being a more enlightened shaman in my opinion.

I view Crowley much the same as I view Quentin Tarantino: both have had tremendous impact on popular culture and both did it while hiding their source material. Crowley once wrote: “I want blasphemy, murder, rape, revolution, anything bad or good, but strong.” Yikes, that’s as far from true enlightenment as it gets my friends, and when you contribute to murder and rape, you build a karmic bridge to your front door for all sorts of nasty energy to climb aboard.

But something important happened in the 1960s. A few pioneers began doing ceremonial rituals and sharing the results peer-to-peer with the world. I stumbled onto to these pioneers while still an impressionable teen, and studied with some masters, so that by the time I arrived at High Times in 1986, I was already a budding post-modern shaman, I just didn’t realize it yet as I hadn’t put some of the dots together. But you know, magic moves through us all whether we realize it not, so I immediately began putting my years of study into practice.

I guess I’m the equivalent of a 33rd Degree Mason in the counterculture, and my main society right now is called the Pot Illuminati. A shaman is anyone who employs ritual to heal. Period. Doesn’t have to involve plants or drugs, but it does have to work in practice, or you’re just a fake.

If you want to study this path: here are the masters who taught me most of what I know:

Jasper Grootveld and the Dutch Provos, Julian Beck and Judith Malina of the Living Theater, Ken Kesey and the Merry Pranksters, Andy Warhol and the Factory, Wavy Gravy and the Hog Farm, Glenn O’Brien and TV Party, Stephen and Ina May Gaskin, Garrick Beck of the Rainbow Family, Chef RA and the Freedom Fighters.

Magic works through ritual, and the most powerful rituals involve groups. You can’t do it alone because it works through telepathic energy. My current mission is to pass down the wisdom I learned to as many people who want to receive it, and this education will be accomplished through The Pot Illuminati, as we are stealing the sigils of the sorcerers who manipulate religion to produce war for profit and bending that energy against their evil cause.

Guide to Some Occult High Priestesses

mogambo-4The Cannes Film Festival opened in 2014 with a Grace Kelly bio, a film that had some internal issues as the Weinsteins and Royal House of Monaco had trouble agreeing on the final cut.

I’m pretty sure the mysterious last month of Grace’s life wasn’t delved into in any significant detail in the film, at least not the part about her initiation as a High Priestess in the Solar Temple in Switzerland.

The list of famous beautiful women drawn to secret sex societies is probably quite extensive, although far as I know a book on this subject has yet to be written.

I recently wrote a blog about Jinx Dawson, who founded the Chicago band Coven in 1966. Jinx obviously had a taste for sex magic, as this photo of her in ceremonial action shows. I think the fantasy of being tied down to an altar and ravished by costumed people from both sexes may be the flame that drew some moths to these ceremonies. Later in life Jinx was convicted of torturing an elderly man for months. Jinx initiated the now-ubiquitous two-fingered salute employed by every heavy metal fan and practicing Satanist around the world. But she ended up being dropped by her label and never achieved the sort of international fame and glory she’d been seeking.

“I was born into the Occult,” explains Jinx.  “I came from a background as a child where my great grandfather and great aunts were part of the Post Victorian Spiritual Age where popular interests were anything from Houdini to ghosts to seances to mesmerism to pendulums and fortune telling to Hoodoo and casting spells…and powerful secret societies were very much in effect of which they were head members. They had an extensive library of Occult books in their large Italianate mansion which I eagerly read. They held many rituals in that house. There were Hoodoo Obeahs working in the big house who also taught me their special brand of magic.  I am from a very long lineage of Occult Adepts and Practitioners of the Ancient Arts. Some of them were members of the United Ancient Order of Druids. Others were members of the Rosicrucian group Order of the Golden and Rosy Cross. I am of the Mayflower Society, a direct descendant of John Howland, 13th signator to the Mayflower Compact. My father was a 33rd degree Scottish Rite Mason, and my grandfather, a former Lt. Governor of Indiana, was High Priest of the Royal Arch Masons.  My great grandfather was in the private circle of U. S. President Teddy Roosevelt. And we are listed in the book ‘The First Families of America’. So I am steeped in American Illuminati.”

Around the same time Jinx started Coven, Anton LaVey started the Church of Satan in California. Jayne Mansfield was initiated as a High Priestess. Although considered an heir to Marilyn Monroe by some (she was seven years younger and bigger breasted), Jayne’s career seems to have taken a nose-dive before her interest in Satanism blossomed, when she was still a practicing Catholic. Jayne had many pregnancies that caused her to lose out important film roles and died in Mississippi while out on the nightclub circuit. By that time she was having weight problems and Hollywood offers had dried up, forcing her to a life on the road.

Jayne wasn’t the only high priestess working with LaVey. In fact, his early favorite for this position seems to have been Susan Atkins, who would later achieve fame as “Sexy Sadie” in the Manson cult. Manson was deep into Satanism, and well-versed in most of the Satanic societies in Hollywood, as well as the OTO and Scientology. The Process Church of Final Judgment, the most sinister of the bunch, seems to have been his greatest inspiration.

Here’s a shot of Sadie during one of LaVey’s rituals. Manson’s closest ally in Los Angeles was Bobby Beausoleil. Bobby and Atkins were involved in the murder of Gary Hinman, which kicked off the killing spree that followed. And both were involved with LaVey before falling into the Manson group.

It’s hard to imagine the situation in the late 1960s, but cannabis and LSD had opened many people up to the study of telepathic energies, and many flavors were available. Obviously, a large number started investigating the dark side simply because those energies are easily accessed and very powerful. People were seeking to throw off the chains of social convention and experience something deeper. Problem is most of the dark-side cults turned out to be exploitative. But then that’s pretty much the same with all religion.

51QBq+K64SLThis book came out a few years ago, but it’s impossible to find a copy anywhere now. The cover looks like one of the out-takes from one of Jayne’s Playboy shoots. I don’t think there’s any connection between Jayne’s traffic accident and her involvement as a High Priestess for Satan.
Someday, an enterprising filmmaker is going to put all this together and realize those scenes of Jayne tied naked to an altar while being ravished by members of both sexes in costumes is actually cinema gold, at least as far as sales go, so I wonder if Strip Nude and Die for the Devil has sold its option yet.

If you poke around this story, one of the things that pops up right away is that Jay Sebring was one of the biggest Satanists in Hollywood. And he knew Sexy Sadie through those associations. All of this adds another level of intrigue to the murder of Sebring and Sharon Tate, both of whom were probably well-versed in Satanic sex play. First Sebring was brutally murdered in front of Sharon, then Sexy Sadie brutally stabbed the pregnant Sharon over and over while she begged for the life of her and her child.

Here’s another shot of Sexy Sadie performing another Satanic ceremony. She had a child with Charlie that they named Zezozose Zadrack Glutz, but they lost custody during the murder trial and the boy was secretly adopted and re-named, so we’ll likely never find out who that person is, unless he decides to dig up his past and exploit it for some purpose later in life. Sadie died in prison in 2007 from brain cancer after running up a $2 million health care bill paid by the state. Shortly after receiving her life sentence, she met Jesus Christ in her cell and wrote an autobiography: Child of Satan, Child of God. The hardback edition can be found for a few dollars on Amazon. Many reviewers do not believe the conversion detailed in the final chapter, and believe Sadie is a compulsive liar.

Which brings us back around to the goddess who started this blog, Grace Kelly.

A few months before her death in 1982, Grace was recruited by the Solar Temple (not to be confused with the OTO splinter society called the Solar Lodge), and lured to Switzerland for an initiation into the order. Apparently, she stripped naked while an acupuncturist placed needles into sensitive sexual sites, after which she may have been tied to an altar and ravished by members of both sexes in costumes. At least that would have been the ceremony if the Solar Temple followed the footsteps of Coven and the Church of Satan.

Grace was supposed to give the order a lot of money, but apparently they got greedy and demanded too much. Legend goes Grace decided to back out of the agreement, and was dead within days. Her car went off a cliff, landing, strangely enough, on the property of a member of the Solar Temple. Between 1994 and 1997, almost all members of the Solar Temple were either murdered or committed suicide at the time when various crimes fomented by the leaders were unraveling.

Magic Signs and Sigils 101

Sometime in the late 1500’s, an Arabic astrologer drew this portrait of the Devil (left). Note the position of the fingers on both the Devil’s hands, forming perhaps the first ever “Hail, Satan!”, a sign soon employed by Christians in Italy to ward off evil spirits for a few hundred years, and perhaps still in use in that form somewhere today.

Strangely, however, the sign didn’t surface in American popular culture until the late 1960s.

Around 1966, a band called Coven formed in Chicago, Illinois, and they were the first occult band and influenced everything that came after. Anton LaVey had just formed the Church of Satan in San Francisco, the first officially-recognized Satanic cult, but Coven was doing their own thing, surfing their own vibrations thousands of miles away.

Jinx Dawson was a magical child, a Nordic princess with long blonde hair whose twin sibling had died in birth. She grew up in a mansion outside Indianapolis and her family stretched back to the Mayflower and many were high-ranking masons. Apparently, her family was involved with many other secret societies and Jinx had a lovely, innocent voice. Most know her as the voice on “One Tin Soldier,” an anti-war song used as the theme for the film Billy Jack. But that was just a gig for hire, and her own material was drenched in satanic symbol and ritual. A song on her first album was titled, “Black Sabbath.” The band enacted a Satanic Mass during the show and employed a lot of very effective theatrical embellishments. Jinx dressed all in black and is credited today as being the Queen of Goth despite being a mostly unknown personality.

Jinx would open and close every show by making the sign of the horns with both hands, arms crossed exactly as the image above. And Coven was getting some pretty high-profile gigs, opening for the Yardbirds, Alice Cooper and others. Far as I know, Jinx never revealed her inspiration for the sign, although she may have seen that image of the Devil from the 16th Century as she was quite studious in her investigations into the occult.

Jinx developed a dispute with her record label, and upon forced exit, all her material was offered to an unknown English band called Earth, who soon renamed themselves off the title of one of her songs. But while Jinx was a serious student of the occult, Ozzy was an entertainer looking for an act. The sudden unexpected demise of Jinx opened a path for Ozzy to mount the satanic throne.

The nail in the coffin was an article in Esquire published in 1970 (“Evil Lurks in California”). The story linked Coven to Charlie Manson. Los Angeles at the time was a hotbed spawning grounds for Satanism, and many societies were trying to one-up each other with dastardly deeds of evil magical intent. The nastiest of the bunch was probably a British splinter from Scientology called the Process Church of Final Judgment. After the article appeared, Coven was dropped by their label and the album taken off the shelves and destroyed.

So that’s the story of the origins of the now ubiquitous “Hail, Satan!” sign. You probably thought it was something invented by Aleister Crowley, didn’t you? But Crowley does get credit in some quarters for inventing the peace sign, and how’s that for a topsy-turvey twist of events to this blog?

This story starts with Victor de Laveleye, a liberal Belgian radio host during WWII. On January 14, 1941, Laveleye urged his listeners to employ the letter “V,” and cited the words for victory in French and freedom in Dutch, both of which begin with “V.” I imagine the letter was soon painted in streets all over Europe as the magical antidote to the spreading Nazi sigil, the swastika.
At the time, Aleister Crowley was a British spook embedded in a German secret society, writing pro-fascist propaganda, while secretly reporting back to MI6. Crowley was actually a master spook at the height of his game, and was never unmasked as a spook during his lifetime. It would take decades of research to connect all the dots, and the key evidence became a letter written by Ian Fleming, creator of James Bond.

There is no real evidence Crowley told Laveleye to employ a finger version of the “V.” Transporting that finger sign to England was somewhat touch-and-go, as it had already been established earlier as a lower-class insult similar to giving someone the finger (but only if you turned the back of your hand outward). Yet, a few days later, Churchill introduced the finger “V” in a major address and from then on, this “V” sign took on great magical power and was used to keep spirits pumped-up during the Blitz. The BBC built an entire campaign around it, although the campaign only lasted one year before it was dropped. The morse code for “V” was also worked in, and how nice that it replicated the opening of Beethoven’s most famous symphony.
Many years later, Bertrand Russell was manifesting the anti-nuclear movement and decided to employ the “V” as a universal peace sign. The well-known sigil version, invented by Gerald Holtom, came a few days later and was based on the semaphore codes for “N” and “D,” meaning: nuclear disarmament.

But in the 1960s, hippies adopted the hand sign as a friendly way to greet each other, and that has become its most widely adopted use around the world today.

The Sandy Hook Circus Comes to Town

“The keyword here is blackwhite. Like so many Newspeak words, this word has two mutually contradictory meanings. Applied to a Party member, it means a loyal willingness to say that black is white when the Party discipline demands this. But it also means the ability to believe that black is white, and more, to know that black is white, and to forget that one has ever believed the contrary.” —George Orwell, 1984

I never fell for the Sandy Hook conspiracy story, just like I never fell for chemtrail mania, we never landed on the moon or Elvis is Alive and in witness protection. But I couldn’t help but notice the Sandy Hook Circus came to town to finally confront the Connecticut school board where the tragic event took place.

Before that, however, one of the arriving “Truthers” from out-of-state stole the peace sign from a nearby memorial playground. The 50-pound sign was removed because “Sandy Hook never happened” according to the thief. This is quite an allegation for a community suffering such an intense loss of life, and you understand right away why no one in Sandy Hook wanted anything to do with the Sandy Hook Circus. Stealing peace signs from playgrounds, however, is a new low in anyone’s book.

In the 1960s, the FBI had a program called Cointelpro where they recruited young agents, had them grow their hair long and then they placed them inside the counterculture around the country to lead everyone away from their core principles of non-violence. While this was going on, they had some counterculture leaders assassinated by police, most notably some Black Panthers, who were one of the few anti-war groups advocating armed self-defense. Once people are traumatized by a few murders of their leaders, it’s very easy to lead them into a violent response. So fostering violence was the main objective of Cointelpro, and Johnny Griggs was quickly replaced by Charles Manson, while Woodstock was quickly replaced by Altamont.

But this is a new era and some new styles of ops are underway. And the Sandy Hook op involves psycholinguistics and Orwellian newspeak and misdirection. These gun fanatics urging everyone to arm themselves, also claim Sandy Hook was a hoax that never happened designed to take away their guns. Some of the principle characters in this hoax showed up this week to confront the Sandy Hook school board with three-minute statements. Wisely, the board declined all commentary, refusing to even grant the credibility of a response.

These people call themselves “Truthers” yet they are as far from truth as you can possibly get. And they give a bad name to deep political researchers everywhere and I believe that is intentional. Have you seen the amount of garbage online promoting the idea Sandy Hook never happened, children never died, and actors were brought in to play the roles of the grieving parents, but apparently they couldn’t act because they didn’t grieve so well? Since so many of these outlandish allegations are contradictory, you have to wonder what’s the Sandy Hook Circus really about?

It’s about sheep-dipping “conspiracy theory” as “wingnut theory.” The two sites pushing this the hardest are Infowars and Veteran’s Today, which tells me both are disinfo, but then you’ll find almost as much disino on Sandy Hook as you will on chemtrails or any of the other major intel rabbit holes. This is how spooks play their games, and a big part is turning “truth” into “lies.”

There are some Sandy Hook questions I’d like answered. Like how long are we going to continue putting millions of kids on these synthetic pills, when we know a significant portion are going to go crazy and delusional and violent? When will the pill companies be brought to task for this mass drugging of an entire generation of children and this epidemic of school shootings and teen suicides it has brought forth?

If you wanted to build a real legacy for the families who lost loved ones, and prevent more school shootings from happening, the real solution is getting the children with mental health issues real treatment and not warehousing them on meds that could bring down a horse. Because that’s the way our mental health system deals with mental illness: by drugging patients into submission. This may provide a temporary solution for many, but it’s not the long-term solution for others, at least not with the current single-molecule meds we are using, and I’m especially concerning about the rise of tweaker meds like Adderall and Ritalin. But you won’t find any of this even discussed by the Sandy Hook Circus. All they ever talk about is guns. Maybe if we tried plant-based medicine instead of pill-based medicine the results might be a bit better.