Charles Manson – The Tin Whistle

October 27, 2023October 30, 2023

Charles Manson and the CIA

Charlie was brainwashed by MK/Ultra technicians while in prison and then released into Haight-Ashbury while being monitored by a CIA-connected free health clinic. The clinic was mostly collecting data on the synthetic mind-altering drugs flooding into Haight-Ashbury, much of which was courtesy of CIA-connected underground chemists. The CIA was curious to find out how their new analogues were affecting kids, and which ones were most useful in manufacturing violence, which turned out to be speed. So speed ended up in much of the so-called LSD.

The clinic helped assemble a hippie-chick harem composed entirely of vulnerable runaways to serve Charlie, while Charlie’s probation officer, who strangely had only one parolee (Charlie), helped Charlie obtain a school bus for transporting the harem to Los Angeles, something that should have been a parole violation.

While in prison Charlie had been told to read Dale Carnegie (How to Win Friends and Influence People), Dianetics by L. Ron Hubbard and the science fiction novel Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert Heinlein. He converted to Hubbard’s Scientology religion and learned how to use an e-meter to get inside people’s deepest fears and desires so as to better manipulate them.

He made friends with Dennis Wilson and moved his harem into Wilson’s house. Wilson introduced him to rock producer Terry Melcher, who turned Charlie down for a record deal, pissing Charlie off immensely.

After Charlie and his sidekick Bobby B. tortured and killed Gary Hinman over a drug deal gone sour, Charlie decided to foment some copycat murders to get Bobby off the hook. He sent his crew to Melcher’s house to kill him, not realizing Melcher had moved out and the pregnant Sharon Tate moved in.

The CIA-connected Weather Underground terrorist organization immediately branded Manson a counterculture hero for the bloody and senseless Tate-LaBianca murders, a tag they also imposed on another MK/Ultra robot, Sirhan Sirhan, the patsy for the RFK assassination.

Ed Sanders and Paul Krassner investigated the murders. Krassner was invited into a bathtub with naked Squeaky Fromme but the usually randy Krassner declined and soon dropped the investigation. “You’re not afraid of me, are you?” asked the disappointed Fromme.

In 1975, Fromme came face-to-face with then-President Gerald Ford, ostensibly to discuss the plight of the California redwoods while dressed in a red robe and armed with a Colt M1911 .45-caliber semi-automatic pistol. The pistol’s magazine was loaded with four rounds, but no round was in the chamber. After Fromme produced the gun from under her robe and pulled the trigger, she was immediately restrained by Secret Service agent Larry Buendorf. While being handcuffed she mumbled on camera “it didn’t go off.” She was so poorly prepared Squeaky didn’t know how to operate the weapon. Ford’s demise would have elevated Nelson Rockefeller to the White House.

Six years later, Ronald Reagan was the target for a similar MK/Ultra-style assassination, one that would have elevated George H. W. Bush to the White House. The robot assassin was the son of an oil company executive close with the Bush family for decades, starting in Midlands, TX, favorite landing spot for rich Easterners seeking to cash in on the oil boom.

The Hinckleys were donors to various Bush political campaigns over the years and at one point, the two clans seemed to have shared the same lawyer. Neil Bush, son of the vice president, had been scheduled to have dinner with Hinckley’s brother, Scott, the day after the shooting.

Painting by the multi-talented Bobby Beausoleil

Sanders wrote a book implicating the Manson murders with a vast satanic network led by the Process Church of Final Judgment, a Scientology spinoff created in England. Soon a “Satanic Panic” infested deep state research culminating in the Tin Foil Hat Q-Anon movement.

The panic emanated initially out of the Presidio daycare center in San Francisco when four children were discovered with a sexually transmitted disease. Dozens more claimed memories of witnessing ritual ceremonies. A worker at the center (who’d previously been a Baptist minister) was convicted of lewd behavior involving ten children. The daycare center caught fire and was demolished. None of the children attendees were willing to set foot in the building, such was their trauma.

The Process and the Weather Underground used group sex with LSD to program their flock.

MK/Ultra investigations spread quickly from the Presidio to Boys Town, the most famous Catholic orphanage in America located outside Omaha, a city with the most documented cases of multiple personality disorder, as well as the highest percentage of CIA employees outside Langley, most posted to the nearby Strategic Air Command Canter, a site Bush W. flew to for refuge on 9/11.

Toddlers with no father figure (like Oswald or Manson) were considered prize targets for the mind experiments because programmers could so easily assume a father figure just by interrupting the abuse and providing some empathy. Interestingly, Manson had resided briefly in Boys Town before spending most of the rest of his life in reform school and prison, where he was always easy prey to programmers.

The satanic panic was a carefully-planned deflection away from the CIA’s MH/Chaos operations originally designed to destroy the peaceful counterculture movement by branding it as violent.

Steve Jenkins:
All in all, I am of the opinion this is a great post. I do take some exception to a few things however. Manson, did get a recording contract and did produce an album. It can be heard if one puts an effort into finding it online.

While Melcher did not produce it as near as I can tell, a highly regarded group of folks played a roll, starting with the .studio where it was recorded. Several Southern California heavy hitters on the Rock scene used this very same recoding studio.

Second, one can find many instances that raise serious questions about the argument that the Manson Clan were sent to Ciello Drive to kill Melcher. Tom O’Neil spends a great deal of time on this significant detail which was a key motive used by VB during the trial of the Manson Clan. If one looks at YouTube video interviews of Tex Watson he clearly states that Manson directed him to go to Terry Melcher’s “old” house and kill everyone there.

If words mean what they say, this is an indication that both Manson and Watson knew Melcher no longer lived there at the time of the murders.
This would of course back up O’Neils claim that the group was not sent there to kill Melcher in revenge for his lack of a recoding deal as claimed by VB during the trial.

As for how successful Manson’s album would or would not have been, it’s a matter of great debate. I personally have listened to a reasonable amount of Manson’s music and I am personally not a fan. Others who have achieved considerable success in the music Industry have a different view than I. The Beach Boys released a Manson song on once of their albums. They changed the name and did not credit him, but it is his song. Others have released songs by Manson as well…well known bands. The album itself was being finalized in the fall of 1969 and was not released until after Manson’s arrest. It’s difficult to calculate how much Manson’s Notoriety affected the promotion of this album.

The important stuff are his connections to CIA ops. I believe Dennis may have taken him to Terry’s to make the introduction. Whether he was targeting the house or targeting Terry doesn’t real matter in the long run.

If one really wants to understand what went on who was being targeted is pretty significant in terms of understanding. Manson is far more than two nights in early August of 1969. A focus on the murders that took place then as opposed to a bigger picture reduces the likelihood of developing an understanding of what Project Manson was really about and why it went off the rails. If one looks, one can find what might be best called the fingerprints of Intelligence dating back almost a decade before the killings at Cielo Drive.

Here’s a little detail few know about. I once tried to get an interview with Wavy about Manson. He said, “No Manson interviews.”

Wavy has been in my crosshairs for some time now. He married Bob Dylan’s first significant girlfriend. He is easily as important a subject of study as Manson.

Check out the Lyman family.

Yes, I grew up in the Boston Area. Lyman opens many windows for me.
I used to regularly park my car very close to Fort Hill…the central location of the Lyman Family. Lyman intersects with Manson all over the place. Manson’s writing has appeared in Avatar, the Fort Hill publication. Linda Kasabian, key witness vs the Manson’s and who did no jail time lived at Fort Hill before moving to LA. Her husband lived at the Hog Farm at the time of the killings. The Hog Farm, the Spahn Ranch, and Fort Hill share remarkable similarities.

After becoming editor of High Times, I was able to hire writers on deep state machinations, something not being done by anyone else in the media, aside from fanzines, of which there were many. Painfully, I discovered the famous writers were digging rabbit holes. Nobody was trying to unveil the operatives inside the counterculture media. I sadly published highly dubious stories by the likes of Robert Anton Wilson, Paul Krassner, Alex Constantine and others.

Aside from that I was flooded with Tin Foil Hat submissions. My most prominent researcher was Dick Russell, a former writer to media powerhouses TV Guide and Sports Illustrated. Dick had spent years investigating the CIA regarding the JFK assassination and had scored major interviews with Angelton and other CIA bigwigs. The only other journalist to have such a relationship is Ron Rosenbaum, a leading disinfo operator who helped demolish the reputation of Danny Casolaro. Dick focussed his investigation on Richard Case Nagell, reportedly a double agent inside the Stasi who was tasked with the mission of killing Oswald. Instead, Nagell fired a round inside a bank in order to get himself put into jail.

Nagell placed under arrest shortly before JFK’s assassination.

Nagell had a lot of inside info on CIA ops and wrote highly entertaining letters. He kept people on the hook for decades anticipating some huge breakthrough that never arrived. I guess you know every year the CIA floated a new breakthrough, all of which turned out to be misdirections: KGB did it, Cuba did it, the mob did it, the driver did it, LBJ did it, etc. Nagell’s rabbit hole was called H.L. Hunt did it.

Dick did a book with Jesse Ventura. His work is meticulously well-researched and much higher caliber than Ron Rosenbaum. More recently, he made an anti-Trump website, and has appeared at JFK assassination events run by the completely quacky Judyth Vary Baker. Dick lives in the secretive Lyman compound in Los Angles. The family seems very, very wealthy.

I have been paying a great deal of attention to Dick Russell for a while now. Your input here has been very helpful as it is consistent with my current thoughts on several folks I have looked up to in the past. I admit to having been fooled more then twice. I propose a conference call with Mark Mueller and Roy Johnson and myself. We all work together. I have been researching this exact topic for the last year or so and I have widened my lense considerably including potential links to the Boston Strangler and many many other seemingly unrelated events that I now believe are related. Note how many forwards Russell has written in Kennedy assassin books….note who has published most of these. Look at how closely he has intersected with two potential national candidates…Ventura….Kennedy. Thanks again for your input…you have added to my knowledge particularly about Russell who I once really looked up to.

Can’t do conference calls or interviews. But I have put everything I know into this website, and you should check it out in detail. I could never figure out why my once-famous career got throttled, mostly by the lawyer who stole High Times, who turned out to be connected to Chip Berlet, AJ Weberman and Ron Rosenbaum. I assume they were all MH/Chaos. You might enjoy my Youtube playlist Everything You Know is Twisted. I’m basically retired and tired of jockeying with agents of disinfo, most of whom have no idea they have been led into a rabbit hole. You can’t do deep state research without being blanketed by them.

December 5, 2020February 3, 2022

Confessions of an Acid Queen

Johanna Harcourt-Smith was 26-years-old when she met Timothy Leary. After Leary turned informant, she was branded a CIA-honeypot by Allen Ginsberg and shunned by just about everyone. For a time, most of the counterculture turned on Leary and his acid queen.

The primary person Leary ratted out was a lawyer named Michael Kennedy who’d engineered Leary’s prison escape through the terrorist Weather Underground. Leary was only told they “were political people,” not that they were terrorist bombers responsible for the death of a San Francisco policeman. The Weather Underground sought to use Leary as a publicity tool by sending him to Algeria to live with Eldridge Cleaver. They wanted to replay the film Algeria, which documented the success of a terrorist Islamic-Marxist revolution led by downtrodden Muslims, who had no rights in French Algeria. Hundreds of thousands died in their fight for independence, and the Weather Underground was envisioning a similar scenario in the USA, except led by middle-class teenagers. The real mission, however, was driving the left violent in order to marginalize and isolate it from the mainstream.

In 1969, Leary successfully legalized cannabis for a brief moment when he appealed a pot conviction all the way to the Supreme Court and won, so the antiquated 1937 Marijuana Tax Act had to be swiftly replaced by the Controlled Substances Act, which broadened the reign of terror on medicinal plants.

In 1987, when I arrived at High Times the entire editorial staff had recently been fired over the Christmas holidays. The magazine was teetering on insolvency and circulation had cratered. The advertising base consisted of two companies selling lookalike pills obviously intended to be sold as real on the blackmarket. Caffeine was likely the primary ingredient. The magazine had recently relocated to save money on rent, and the files that survived were in a shambles. There were no photo files, and no manuscript log for unsolicited articles. All unsolicited material disappeared into a black hole. The publisher was an accountant who kept the magazine running by cutting expenses. But the publisher turned out to be a puppet for lawyer Kennedy.

Tom Forcade had created a trust to gift the company to loyal employees in the event of his demise, but when Kennedy learned of this, he immediately engineered a trip to the bank vault where the document was stored, and wrote his name on the list of trustees, while promising to serve as “protecter” of the agreement.

Soon Tom was dead from a self-inflicted gunshot wound and Kennedy conspiring with Tom’s widow and family, including Tom’s lawyer uncle, the author of the trust. He was a former tank commander in WWII who’d been recruited into military intelligence. Employees began exiting en mass, mostly through sudden firings, but some because the thrill was gone. High Times became a treacherous environment run like an intelligence operation, where information was on a need-to-know basis.

Since the counterculture media had died or been co-opted by the 1980s, being put in charge of a nationally-distributed magazine represented a huge opportunity and I had no problem turning the financial situation around instantly just by upgrading the magazine’s content and focusing on celebrating the remaining counterculture, which included the Grateful Dead followers and Rainbow Family. One day A. Craig Copetus, one of the original High Times employees, visited the office. He seemed surprised to hear Kennedy had taken control. “Right before he died, Tom held a meeting and told us not to let Kennedy get control,” said Copetus. Obviously, Tom had second thoughts about that trip to the bank vault.

I sent a letter to Kennedy outlining my plans for creating universal, non-violent ceremonies that would focus on ending the drug war. I was already doing these cannabis-infused ceremonies in Amsterdam as part of the Cannabis Cup, as well as filming them, and felt a class-action lawsuit could be successfully mounted to protect hippies from persecution by claiming pot was a legitimate sacrament. To bolster these claims, I’d been accumulating evidence Zoroastrianism, the foundation for Judaism and Christianity, had originated as a cannabis cult, and the smoking bush of Moses was a reference to the inspirational power of cannabis. Despite offering a splendid opportunity for Kennedy to double-pay himself and get tremendous publicity for himself (and for the magazine), and increase sales, and especially because it would save countless thousands from jail and financial ruin, Kennedy never responded to the letter.

What Kennedy did instead is launch a series of campaigns to have me fired. A series of publishers were installed, all instructed to “start looking for a new editor.” Attempts were made to kill the Cannabis Cup, but I managed to offload that to Michael Esterson for a licensing fee. The agreement also kept videotaping alive as Esterson agreed to cover that cost. But as soon as the WHEE! festival became profitable, and Mountain Girl agreed to move the festival to her estate, Kennedy summoned me to his office, where he unexpectedly declared WHEE was dead. Kennedy informed me it was a huge waste of time and resources. Bolstering this lie required support from the publisher, who was Mike Edison at the time, who would soon be fired, and who later write a revenge memoir branding me as incompetent. Apparently, among my many crimes was believing the assassinations of the 1960s deserved further investigation, and that a group of teens from Marin had invented 420.

The next year, the trust dissolved and Trans High Corporation gifted to the employees. I was given some token shares along with a handful of other real employees, but Kennedy and Tom’s family held the majority. Kennedy moved into the High Times office and began running the operation into the ground. Meanwhile, I could never comprehend why Kennedy was so angry with me all the time since I’d been making him millions and sales sank without me at the helm. He was living on billionaires row on Central Park South, his summer residence was an ocean-front property in the Yale enclave in the Hamptons, and he also had a winter home in Palm Beach, as well as an estate in Ireland. I was a single dad living hand-to-mouth with two kids with a disabled wife to support at a different location, and just eking by thanks to the debates I was doing on college campuses against the former head of the New York DEA.

One day, I was summoned to Kennedy’s office where he introduced me to Buffalo Mailer, Norman Mailer’s son. Kennedy wanted Buffalo to provide some young energy to the aging editorial staff, so he was being installed as Executive Editor and I needed to introduce him to staff as if it was my idea.

The following day, I was again summoned to Kennedy’s office upon arrival in the morning, where a shame-faced Mailer held a copy of a just-released New York magazine, which contained an interview with Richard Stratton where he announced his next project: running High Times. Kennedy had made a secret deal with Stratton and Mailer was Stratton’s stalking horse. I felt sorry for Mailer, for allowing himself to be dragged into participating in a slimy hoodwink. At the editorial meeting later that morning where Mailer announced the real situation to the staff, only Natasha shed tears for me. The others were already angling for elevation on the masthead.

I was moved out of the office so as not to interfere with the transition. I could never understand why nobody wanted my participation as I’d always thought of magazines as a team effort, and the goal was assembling the best possible staff. My investigative journalism had been a significant part of the magazine’s success, so why wouldn’t that continue? Instead, my contribution was limited to a 500-word monthly column, for which I was paid a steadily dwindling salary.

One day I got an email from Johanna saying she wanted to talk. I’d believed the stories about her being a CIA agent, but I was having second thoughts about that, as well as the truth concerning Kennedy’s participation in the Weather Underground. I knew Bill Ayers remained a close friend since I’d recently edited Kennedy’s adopted daughter’s wedding video.

I soon began formulating my alternative history of the 1960s, in which Tim Leary and Charlie Manson are manipulated pawns deployed to de-tooth the counterculture. Knowing I was on treacherous ground, I sent an email to Kennedy requesting permission to interview Johanna. Strangely, I got a response right away, and it contained an emotional plea not to because the memories remained an open wound. That email was nothing like any other email I ever received from Kennedy. It wasn’t like him to show weakness.

Johanna died recently from breast cancer, but she was able to finally get her story out. She’d watched Wormwood on Netflix and felt compelled to contact the filmmaker, who’d instantly agreed to interview her. During the film, it becomes apparent Johanna felt she was being manipulated into Leary’s orbit and it was through surveillance on her that the CIA was keeping tabs on Leary. But she’d never been a knowing participant. And I believe this is the way a lot of intel operations work. Few have any clue to the unseen strings or who the puppet masters might be.

Johanna had become promiscuous at age 15, and a parade of powerful people connected to arms trafficking and illegal drugs soon became her friends and lovers. She became part of the Rolling Stones jet-setting entourage. At 26, she was likely nearing the end of a glamorous career as swinging super hottie, when Aleister Crowley devotee Anita Pallenberg (who’d inspired the Stones “Sympathy for the Devil” phase), told her to look up Leary because he was available and hiding out in Switzerland.

At their first meeting Leary pulled out Crowley Tarot deck.

I was disappointed the film never delved into whether Johanna could have been sold by her mother to the CIA as an MK/Ultra sex slave. She’d had a raging libido from the age of 15, and typically held at least eight males under her command at all times. The reason Wormwood resonated so deeply could have been because her role as an acid queen was ordained.

The sad truth about Leary is he was half-visionary and half-huckster. His first book on the psychedelic experience was based around the Tibetan Book of the Dead, magic incantations intended to lead the dying to nirvana, basically the same hoodwink MI6 operative Somerset Maugham deployed in the Razor’s Edge, in which the secrets of the universe are located in Eastern philosophies. Imagine leading people from India or China to adopt Catholicism as the true faith. Enlightenment is not like climbing a mountain. You don’t reach the top and become released from temporal bondage. There is no nirvana, no heaven, no hell, no eternal soul. You’re just replacing one Santa Claus story with another. The real secret to magic and religion is it only works on believers.

Strangely, the Weather Underground celebrated the Manson murders, and held Charlie up as a counterculture hero for “killing pigs.” They also celebrated Sirhan Sirhan for the same reason. Both Leary and Manson were held in isolation at the same prison, but their cells strangely located next door, allowing them to communicate.

“They took you off the streets so I could continue your work,” said Manson.

May 14, 2014November 11, 2023

Guide to Some Occult High Priestesses

The 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.

This 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.

November 20, 2013October 30, 2023

A hitman for the KKK dies through lethal injection

Joseph Paul Franklin was a hitman for the KKK. At least that’s what he told a prostitute he’d hired one night. He traveled around the country for years, doing random murders, some of which seem to have been politically motivated. His targets were always black or Jewish, or white girls who dated blacks or Jews. Franklin shot porn publisher Larry Flynt, paralyzing him for life. This was at a time when Flynt taking on the CIA through his JFK investigation, as well as taking on the magazine distribution cartel.

Funny how nowhere does anyone talk about this longhaired rightwing dude who was traveling around the country, staying in motels, eating in diners, buying ammo at gun shops, and having a car and gas, and yet never seemed to have a source of income.

He got caught through a freak accident really, or he might still be killing, and since he immediately said he was sorry and repented his sin and said he’s no longer a racist and sorry for all the damage he did, if you can believe that story, well, that means he’s going to heaven because he is a devout Mormon.

Franklin was abused and unwanted as a child and drifted into the extreme elements of right wing hate, groups heavily penetrated by intelligence agents and likely run by them. The Ku Klux Klan started as a cell inside Freemasonry, and Freemasonry reaches deep into the power structure. The KKK is a white trash version of Skull & Bones and attracts the dumbest people who are easily hoodwinked and manipulated into terrorist activities. However, what surprises me is how similar Franklin’s philosophy was to Charlie Manson’s. Both said they wanted to “ignite a race war.” I find that odd, especially since that mission started with the Process Church of Final Judgment, a British spinoff from Scientology, who taught it first to Charlie in the Haight. But who taught it to Franklin?

Oh yeah, Franklin was executed by chemical injection yesterday, after years on death row.

November 1, 2012

Charlie Manson’s Attempted Comeback

On April 14, 1985, while in prison in Vacaville, CA, 48-year-old Charles Manson (B-33920 L-301) released his first commercial record album from material previously taped in 1971 in San Quentin. On March 29th, he wrote some PR letters to the media, including High Times where I was working part-time, helping out then-editor John Howell, who’d just taken over from the recently-departed Larry Sloman.

“The photographs in your magazine make me cry,” wrote Charlie. “but I love looking at them all the same. Keep it UP!”

You know the Helter Skelter theories about provoking a race war to usher in the new age apocalypse were actually originally fomented by the Process Church of Final Judgment (a British spinoff from Scientology). They were the spookiest of all the cults that invaded the Haight. But Charlie’s murder spree actually had two motives, neither to do with race war: One was to get the recently-jailed Bobby Beausoleil released by staging some copycat murders similar to the one Bobby was charged with, proving Bobby was innocent (and the real killer still at large), and the other was to seek vengeance against Terry Melcher who’d scuttled his record deal soon after getting a glimpse of Charlie’s dark side at the Spahn Ranch. Unfortunately for Sharon Tate, she’d recently moved into Melcher’s former home.

As for the letter he sent High Times, aside from pushing his record, Charlie was promoting a new organization, World Wide Understanding, PO Box 90, Nantasket Beach, MA, as well as the group’s 9-point statement of purpose, which I found interesting as it seemed to indicate Charlie was now attempting to capitalize on some of his skills, which apparently included phone sex and occult wisdom:

First: Interested in the ECOLOGY, MUSIC, SEXUALITY or the OCCULT? W.W.U. provides a service where people of similar interests can contact each other with as much privacy and anonymity as desired.

Second: A place for exhibitionists to share their sexual uniqueness with the voyeurs of the world.

Third: A fourm [stet] to explore and exchange thoughts and ideas about sexuality, music and the occult.

Fourth: Learn, teach and share in sexual arousal and gradification without physical contact, free from the worry of unwanted pregnancies and veneral [stet] disease.

Fifth: Learn how to overcome jealousy and still have sexual variety.

Sixth: Venture into new thought and territories exploring the body and the mind.

Seventh: Share your fantasies and have fantasies shared with you.

Eighth: Learn that sex in not a tool to manipulate the opposite sex.

Ninth: Learn not to label or stereotype yourself or anyone else.

PS. Save a tree, eat a beaver. Today the GOOD WITCH from the East will be set FREE to come West.