“Since the election, Trump has also acted in ways that will protect Alfa Bank from criminal investigations. In July 2018, Brian Benczkowski was narrowly confirmed as head of the Justice Department’s Criminal Division, despite Democratic concerns over the fact that he had previously, while a lawyer at Kirkland & Ellis, represented the Alfa Bank in the investigation of whether its computer servers had contacted the Trump Organization.
“And William Barr, now attorney general, also worked at Kirkland & Ellis during the Bank Alfa investigation, leading Newsweek to ask a week ago whether he should not now recuse himself from matters affecting the Mueller report.
“But there is also resistance on the Democratic left to pursuing the Bank Alfa story. Consider the experience of Franklin Foer after he wrote about the Trump-Alfa connection for Slate.”
Some of the key figures in law enforcement that supporters of President Trump say are part of a “Deep State” conspiracy: Deputy Attorney General Rod Rosenstein, FBI Director Christopher Wray, former FBI Director James Comey and special counsel Robert Mueller. AP FILE PHOTOS
“Revelations over the past 50 years about the dark underbelly of the U.S. government have undoubtedly opened American minds to more conspiratorial interpretations of the way Washington works. Does it sound crazy to compare the United States government to that of a lawless, coup-happy country like Turkey? Maybe.
“But is that any less crazy than the fact — emphasis on fact — that the Pentagon planted a spy in the Nixon White House to steal secrets from the wastebaskets? Or that the CIA was dosing unsuspecting civilians with LSD to see if it would make them receptive to mind control? Or that the government was spying on people through their Xbox video games? (Edward Snowden, the rogue National Security Agency subcontractor who spilled the secrets about the Xbox, told The Nation magazine: ‘There’s definitely a Deep State. Trust me, I’ve been there.’)”
“Someone admitted to an American Air Force base catches a glimpse of an object resembling a UFO through an open hangar door. As soon as he sees it, the door is closed and he is told ‘You weren’t supposed to see that.’ Then, a few days later, the ‘men in black’ arrive at his house, threatening reprisals if he tells anyone what he saw. This is a classic case of psychological manipulation, where an event that might have made little impression on him suddenly, through the use of terror, assumes the status of a dark revelation: ‘If these people are desperate enough to threaten to harm me or my family if I reveal what I know, THEN WHAT I SAW MUST BE REAL.'”
“This is where some curious ideas about possible connections with modern UFOs begin to come to mind. Several commentators, including Bosley, Joseph P. Farrell, Richard Dolan, and a few others, have given consideration to how and, more importantly, why the idea of secret aviation operations carried out over the years might have some relationship with modern UFO reports. Specifically, this entails an idea that there is what Dolan, to my knowledge, first coined as the idea of a ‘Breakaway Civilization’ that operates in the periphery of modern human society, and utilizes funding derived from black budget programs carried out worldwide to achieve incredible technological prowess.”
“Catherine exposes globalist forces that operate at covert levels throughout our society in corporate, government and institutional roles. She has dubbed this group ‘Mr. Global’ and she had a chance to witness their clandestine actions up close when she worked in the halls of government as the Assistant Secretary of Housing and Urban Development during the Bush Sr. administration and as a Managing Partner at Monolitic Wall Street Firm Dillon Read & Co.”
“Richard Syrett welcomes an Oxford University-educated scholar who delves into alternative history and discusses geopolitical events and Trump’s ongoing battle with the Deep State.
“GUEST: Joseph Farrel was born and raised in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. He has a doctorate in patristics from the University of Oxford, and pursues research in physics, alternative history and science, and ‘strange stuff.’ His book The Giza DeathStar was published in the spring of 2002, and was his first venture into ‘alternative history and science.’ Following a paradigm of researching the relationship between alternative history and science, Farrell has followed with a stunning series of books, each conceived to stand alone, but each also conceived in a pre-arranged sequence.”
“And here is another great quote from John F. Hylan, ‘The real menace of our Republic is the invisible government, which like a giant octopus sprawls its legs over our cities, states and nation…The little coterie of powerful international bankers virtually run the United States government for their own selfish purposes. They practically control both parties…(and) control the majority of the newspapers and magazines in the country.’
“And another that really gets this point across, ‘Political parties exist to secure responsible government and to execute the will of the people. From these great staffs, both of the old parties have ganged aside. Instead of instruments to promote the general welfare they have become the tools of corrupt interests which use them in marshalling [sic] to serve their selfish purposes. Behind the ostensible government sits enthroned an invisible government owing no allegiance and acknowledging no responsibility to the people. To destroy this invisible government.’ – Theodore Roosevelt
“This secretive and shadowy government represents the Deep State, a term now used to describe the stranglehold those who control this Deep State have on global politics and economics.”
Stephen Erdmann of Dissenter/Disenter our special guest. We discussed ET contact on Earth and evidence of such in the Temple of Adydos, Egypt, and elsewhere. We also discussed Adm. Byrds excursions into Inner Earth/Agartha and how he was received differently at the North entrance to Agartha, as opposed to the South Pole entrance, where the Nazis have had a base since the 1930’s. We also discussed the Nazi presence in Argentina
“Some have even begun to suggest that the pyramids were originally intended to be giant machines, capable of producing and transmitting electromagnetic frequencies. The internal construction of the Great Pyramid resembles a power plant, and no mummy has ever been found inside the pyramid. Is this merely a coincidence, or is it possible that the pyramids weren’t burial chambers but rather energy transmitters?
“Even Tesla himself wondered this, and some of the ongoing research for energy-emitting pyramids is based on his own research and development. Questions as to what the pyramids are for, why they were built, and even why they all seem to be missing their last piece have been haunting great minds for centuries, and like any great mystery, the answers seem ever-evasive.”
“Also, one particular point that was quite disconcerting is the fact that the authors take a unilateral point of view of making it seem like UFOs can only be explained by the alien mythos. While this is certainly one possibility, and one with some solid grounding, it is not the only one, and not by far. Dr. Joseph P. Farrell, Walter Bosley, and others have come up with an equally arguable case that argues for human ingenuity as one possible way to explain some UFOs.
“Additionally, when one couples the possibility of human ingenuity with certain incisive issues such as Military Abductions [MILABS] then one has an exact mirror for the phenomenon that’s equally disturbing in certain respects. The point of me stating this is not to convince anyone of one possibility or another, far from it. It’s simply to put the light the fact that there’s extensive evidence by Farrell & Bosley which shows an alternative to the unilateral assertion that extraterrestrials are behind everything.“
“For von Däniken, the famed sarcophagus lid of Lord Pacal of Palenque shows not the ‘gigantic flesh-less jaws … the World Tree [and] the bird-monster Wuqub’ Kaqix’ (Coe: 2001a:137) but machinery: ‘today any child would identify his vehicle as a rocket’ (von Däniken 1969:100). Almost thirty years later, Hancock (1995:151) argued after this line of reasoning that the tomb of Pacal ‘resembled a technological device much more strongly than it did… the king falling back into the flesh-less jaws of the earth-monster.’ Only for Hancock, the agent responsible for this technology was not extraterrestrials, but ‘an older and a higher civilization [Hancock 1995:155],’ not unlike the legendary Atlantis or Mu, long ago dismissed as improbable and unsupported by evidence. Thus the circle that began a century ago with Donnelly and then Churchward closes with more of the same.”
“This kind of intelligent Homo sapiens and lived in the Earth’s mantle. This is the only place where conditions were more or less stable for billions of years. Extremophiles can live at different temperatures, they have been able to flourish and develop intelligence at an accelerated pace. Homo sapiens and they have evolved at the same rate, but their living conditions in the Earth’s mantle defended their civilization from the many disasters that have occurred on the surface of the earth.
“The general consensus is that we’re just ants from their point of view and there is a small chance that they will not continue to pay attention to us. But the military and are considering the possibility of aggression and the current plan of action in emergencies includes a plan – detonate a nuclear weapon in the deep caves to ‘seal’ the enemy in the hope of destroying their communications that will prevent further attacks from the bowels of the earth.”
“But, then again, that’s the real issue. There are those who say Byrd’s 1947 flight never even occurred, and so the question becomes: Is Byrd’s diary real, or is it a falsification dreamt up by some great hoaxer?
“The story does have one problem: During the time original accounts of this flight to inner earth are alleged to have occurred, Byrd is documented to have been on the other side of the planet in the Antarctic, participating in an exercise called Operation High-jump. Of course there are those who attach conspiracy theory to this as well, or label it as intentional misinformation to hide Byrd’s real whereabouts.”
“Battelle scientist Elroy John Center has stated that he analyzed metal from a crashedUFO when he was employed by the Institute. Center was a Senior Research Chemist who worked for Battelle for nearly two decades, from 1939 to 1957. This has been confirmed by both his University of Michigan alumni files and by the location of scientific papers that he authored during his employment at Battelle.
“A graduate Chemical Engineer, Center authored papers that appeared in highly technical journals. His areas of research included the chemical testing of metals; the microdetermination of metals in alloys; and the spectroscopic analysis of unique materials. Center was likely involved in early analysis of the Roswell debris. A groundbreaking meta Is analysis technique that Center developed has been found cited in studies related to the ‘polygraphic determination of Titanium’ in alloys. Specially-selected Titanium is required to create the Roswell-like ‘memory metal’ Nitinol.
“Roswell-like ‘memory metal’ Nitinol. Center’s family members confirm that he had an intense interest in UFOs and the extraterrestrial. In May of 1992, noted historical researcher Dr. Irena Scott of Columbus, OH (a former Battelle scientist) inter viewed a close professional associate of Elroy Center for the Ohio MU FON Journal. Center had privately related to him in June of 1960 that while he was employed at Battelle he had been involved in a very strange laboratory project.”
“So here we have a very recent example of the knowledge filtration process in operation. Scientists find a finger bone in a formation 1.84 million years old. They carefully study the finger bone and determine that it is different from the finger bones of gorillas, chimpanzees, baboons, and monkeys; and it is also different from the fingers bones of Australopithecus and Homo habilis. They find it is just like the finger bones of modern humans, Homo sapiens. But they cannot imagine assigning it to Homo sapiens because, according to the dominant consensus, Homo sapiens did not exist 1.84 million years ago!”
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“The fact that Cooper was a fat white guy living on top of a hill in Arizona, and was being described by liberal organizations like the Anti-Defamation League of B’nni B’rith and the Southern Poverty Law Center as a right-wing militia leader, mattered not at all. If anything, it was a plus. Cooper was a former Navy military intelligence man; if he was anything. That George Bush and Bill Clinton were behind the CIA plot to move crack cocaine into the ghetto, and claiming that AIDS was a manmade virus cooked up to wipe out the African people, this was worth listen to. Why would someone from military intelligence say stuff like that if it wasn’t true?” (PALE HORSE RIDER, p.18. Italics and emphasis added.)
So was one of the early statements of veteran journalist Mark Jacobson about his mysterious and ingenious subject, Milton William (Bill) Cooper, a man steeped in legend, prescience, occultism and a hundred aspects of our modern and segmented society. Jacobson has investigated Cooper’s furiously fragmented and yet extremely expansive forecasting of all occult and esoteric things that were often deadly. That even ended with his death at his own doorstep.
(PALE HORSE RIDER: WILLIAM COOPER, THE RISE OF CONSPIRACY, AND THE FALL OF TRUST IN AMERICA, Mark Jacobson, Blue Rider Press, Penguin Random House, LLC, 375 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10012, 2018, 375 pages, $24.30.)
Two early, major events in Cooper’s life charted the course he was to follow. The first was his enlistment in the military, Air Force once, and the Navy in 1966, eventually working under Admiral Bernard A. Clarey, Commander in Chief of the U.S. Pacific Fleet. Working for Clarey, Cooper had a Top Secret Q Clearance on classified material. As a MCPON (master chief petty officer of the Navy), Cooper had the opportunity to look into Clarey’s secret file that began to end Cooper’s “lifelong slumber”:
“Everything about the war was in there,” says Jacobson, “the story behind the alleged attack by the Vietnamese Navy in the Gulf of Tonken, the death counts, the American dealings with the corrupt South Vietnamese government. One by one the scales dropped from Cooper’s eyes. He was not the defender of freedom he had so longed to be but, rather, cannon fodder in a huge game of Risk played by powerful puppeteers.” (p. 48)
Cooper discovered that he really was not fighting for his country that his service was “really fighting for big business,” says Jacobson, “the coming one-world government.” It was a devastating realization, says Jacobson, “the lies, the black ops, the cover-ups, the murders.”
The second major event was the loss of his right leg due to a black limousine chase and Cooper’s crashing. On a motorcycle ride on Skyline Boulevard near Berkeley Hills, Cooper was chased by a black Cadillac which caused him to crash. One of the men felt for his carotid pulse, commenting that Cooper would eventually die. Shockingly, a second crash a month later caused by the same black limo, this time, Cooper lost his severely mangled right leg. The two men then appeared at his bedside one night, they questioned to know if Cooper would finally behave, or die. Cooper lied to them, received a prosthetic leg, and headed out into the world of radio broadcasts of his Hour of the Time show and the promulgation of his best-selling book Behold a Pale Horse.
Bill Cooper’s life consisted of many such major events.
Cooper’s “multiple-military-witness sighting” from the USS Tiru in 1966 encompassed a metal craft larger than a football field fell from the clouds into the ocean by sprouting gushers of water into the air. Moments later, the huge craft came up out of the water and shot back into the clouds once again.
Jacobson quotes Bill Cooper: “There was no doubt as to what we had seen. It was a metal craft, with machinery on and around the outside of it. It appeared to have windows or lenses placed around it perimeter. It did not disturb the sub’s electrical systems nor did it affect the gyro compass. It had the shape and form of a saucer with a bowl inverted in the saucer and it was huge.”
Whatever the possession the object had on Cooper’s thoughts, it did not prevent him from seeing UFOs as an earthly government experiment and not objects from outer space: his appraisal of speeches by the late Wernher von Braun and educator John Dewy.
“The presence of UFOs from out space was one more fear tactic,” Jacobson said, “a trick to get a frightened public in line behind a one-world totalitarian government. The most infuriating aspect of the subterfuge, Cooper regretfully admitted, was that he had fallen for it.” (pp. 103-105)
The precluding UFO years before Cooper’s reneging on space ship UFOs, were filled with all kinds of UFO peculiarities and theories. There was John Lear, son of William Lear who invented the first car radio for Motorola, and the fabulous Learjet fortune. John also wrote the August 25, 1988 “John Lear Hypothesis” that the U.S. government “has been in business with little grey extraterrestrials for about 20 years.” (pp.77-89) There was Operation Majestic Twelve documents (MJ-12), p. 72. There were ufologists on the scene, such as Stanton Friedman, Jacques Vallee, Walt Andrus, Bill English, Norio Hayakawa, Robert Lazar, Chris Carter, William Moore, and others. Cooper shared the legendary literature of the period such as publisher Raymond A. Palmer and writer Richard Sharpe Shaver, psychologist Gustav Jung, books such as The Protocols, The Bermuda Triangle, The Autobiography of Malcolm X, Message to the Blackman, and others. Cooper was aware of major UFO cases such as the Roswell UFO crash of 1947, also the Kenneth Arnold 1947 sighting of nine UFOs, President Eisenhower’s 1954 Muroc AFB alien encounter, the Betty and Barney Hill UFO abduction in 1961, the UFO Flap over Washington, D.C in 1952, and others.
In the early years of his radio broadcasts of The Hour of the Time, Cooper had ontologically traced the origin of what he referred to as Mystery Babylon (first mentioned by John of Patmos in Revelations 17: 3-5 as “Mystery, Babylon the Great, the Mother of Harlots and Abominations of the Earth”) revealed to him as “the story of the entire human race, as seen by the Initiates and Adepts” of the hidden religion that ruled the world (p. 141).
Mystery Babylon was certainly on his mind on June 28, 2001 as he summarized his suspicions on a The Hour of the Time radio broadcast from Cooper Hill at 96 North Clearview Circle near Eager, Arizona. Cooper said some “doofus jerk-off reporter from CNN” (yes, ‘that’ CNN…SE) miraculously found Osama bin Laden “in their hideout!”
Cooper said the intelligence community was lying to us, they knew where he had been, and how the Osama bin Laden myth was, says Jacobson, “wholly owned subsidiary of the Central Intelligence Agency…there were rumors floating around the mass media that bin Laden was planning attacks on the United States and Israel, but this was just subterfuge…” Cooper saw “something terrible” in the air. That “something” happened two and a half months later on September 11, 2001.
‘Something terrible is going to happen in this country,” Jacobson quotes Bill Cooper. “And whatever is going to happen they’re going to blame on Osama bin Laden. Don’t you evenbelieve it!” Two commercial airlines flew into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001 in a mayhem that killed 2,996 people, including 343 New York City Fire Department personnel.
Our modern-day Ezekiel, Jeremiah, Daniel prophet-totem, William Cooper also prophesied that a war would also break out about seventy-two hours following the 9/11 attack. And then he perked the tuning fork of prophecy up to a finer pitch, Jacobson quotes:
“They’re going to kill me, ladies and gentlemen. They’re going to come up here in the middle of the night, and shoot me dead, right on my doorstep.” (pp. 7-10, emphasis added)
In the plethora and maze of Cooper’s history was his fascination with Stanley Kubrick’s movie 2001: A Space Odyssey and Kubrick’s ingenious way of using double entendre, codes and symbols to speak out. The movie “was for the initiates and the adepts of the ancient religion, those who could understand the ‘symbology’ of the ‘mystery schools,’’’ says Jacobson. “This was the story of 2001, if you knew how to read the symbology, Cooper said. It was a retelling of the Garden of Eden story from the point of view of the Mystery Schools.” (pp. 144-145)
“Kubrick’s ingenious way of using double entendre, codes and symbols to speak out.”
The massacre of the Waco, Oklahoma Branch Davidian members on February 28, 1993 definitely tied into the matrix of Mystery Babylon:
“Again, Cooper had been right, called it from the beginning, ‘Mass Suicide’ really meant ‘Mass Murder,’” reports Jacobson. “And if anyone needed more proof that this was the next stage in a series of New World Oder shock tests as described in ‘Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars.’ (In the Waco Branch Davidian situation…SE), the FBI had brought in Lon Horiuchi, the same sniper who shot Vicki Weaver dead as she held her baby on Ruby Ridge.” (p. 224)
According to its predestined “plan,” Mystery Babylon went a step further with the bombing of the Murrah Building in Oklahoma City on April 19, 1995. And like Lee Harvey Oswald in the Jack Kennedy Assassination, there had to be a “sheep dipped” “patsy,” and that was Timothy McVeigh: Jacobson quotes Bill Cooper:
‘“Timothy McVeigh is the Lee Harvey Oswald of the American Reichstag!’ Cooper exclaimed pointing out that no real patriot could have attacked the United States of America. ‘We know who did it! You know in your heart who did it. If I have to tell you what is coming, then you’re as blind as a bat and just as stupid.’’’ (pp. 256-257)
This seems to be the same McVeigh who came unbeknownst with a friend as mystery guests (uninvited and anonymously) and visited Cooper in St. Johns, Arizona. Cooper said the two had quirky questions before leaving. They also talked about body “implants.”
THE BIG EVENT
Since the publications of his best-seller BEHOLD A PALE HORSE in 1991, Cooper had become known as somewhat of a prophet concerning the modern scene. Such visionary Shamanism on his The Hour of the Time broadcast happened on June 28, 2001 when Cooper was appraising the reality of the intelligence community knowing the location of Osama bin Laden and was attempting to blame bin Laden “upon the American mind set.” (p. 20)
Jacobson quotes Cooper: “I’m telling you to be prepared for a major attack. The target will be a large American city. Something terrible is going to happen they’re going to happen that they’re going to blame on Osama bin Laden. Don’t you even believe it.”
Two and a half months later, on September 11, 2001, that prophecy came true when two commercial airliners flew into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center in a massacre that murdered 2,996 people including 343 New York City Fire Department personnel.
Jacobson comments and quotes Cooper: “Freedom, the most elusive of qualities, best distilled in the inspired documents of the Constitution and the Bill of Rights, had been dealt a fetal blow. ‘From now on, freedom will be whatever the law allows you to do.’” (p. 10)
“They think they can tell you anything and you’ll believe it,” Jacobson quotes Cooper; this was Mystery Babylon’s victory jamboree and their “unholy bombs-blasting-in-air-bacchanal.”
Cooper would continue to broadcast about the conspiracy from his microphone and his hilltop, and predict and analyze the various aspects of Mystery Babylon, signified in the black community in the words of Elijah Muhammad in Message to the Blackman as “none other than America…full of riches, hatred, fornication, adultery, drunkenness, murder of the innocent and idol worship.” (p.182) It was also seen in the military-style SWAT team that attacked and devastated the Weaver family on Ruby Ridge and was executed in the Waco Branch Davidian massacre, another classical case.
Cooper saw the rapid extinction and the insidious control of what had been termed “Creator-endowed unalienable rights” in our Constitution: arena after arena, segment after segment, till cooper came face to face with another ultimatum, the Internal Revenue Service.
Through the friendships Cooper created in his radio career with WWCR, WBCQ and shortwave broadcasting, Cooper grew a ring of protection, one could a ‘militia,’ many of whom were tax-protesters. It had also become a plan for Bill Cooper as well, declaring his anti-tax status in a HOTT broadcast # 28 on February 28, 1993.
“No, Cooper said, paying income tax was voluntary because the law said so,” expounds Jacobson. “It was simple as that…the phrases ‘voluntary’ and ‘may enter’ carried the significance.”
Thereafter, Cooper was under dark surveillance and his home at 96 North Clearview Circle in Eager, Arizona had become a heavily-armed fortress, the perimeters were hawkishly watched by himself and his airwave friends.
Cooper’s purview had changed over the years due to various facts that he discovered. He no longer believed UFOs, flying sauces, to be extraterrestrial, but certain lectures convinced him they were government or military inventions, often used as “ploys” in psychological warfare gimmicks on the populace. Cooper knew they existed, however, because he had heard his share of strange-object-reports while fighting on the DMZ in Vietnam (p. 69).
Cooper’s life up to this point was far from healthy and unblemished, having been diagnosed with PTSD, and the symptoms seemed evident during his angry moments. Nine wives later, stressed and challenged by the warrant for his arrest, paranoid about intruders, Annie Cooper packed up their children, Poo and Allyson, and left Cooper alone on “Cooper Hill” to fend off intruders and survive. Daughter Jessica briefly returned to Cooper but it was a short-lived relationship because the feds took Jessica aside and tried to arrange an “entrapment” of Cooper using that daughter.
“Cooper’s family was gone,” says Jacobson. “There was nothing left but the fourth tenet of his Creed, the resolve not to give in.” (p. 309)
SHOOTOUT ON COOPER HILL
Cooper had come face to face with the federal agents encroaching on him, but he always successfully avoided them. The line had been dawn in the sand however, and there was no turning back.
“So much has been lost over the years,” says Jacobson. “God remained silent in Cooper’s struggle with the Devil. The Constitution had been victimized out of sheer neglect proving once and for all time that Ben Franklin had been right when he doubted humanity’s ability to live up to the document’s intention.”
One of the many trespassers that Cooper challenged on his property was a Dr. Scott Reynolds Hamblin and his family who visited R.V. Hill (soon called Cooper’s Hill), a spot once visited in the doctor’s youth for bike riding. It was a sensitive moment when they encountered Bill Cooper on July 11, 2001 as Bill had his already heightened fear of federal agents, along with his duties as a member of Neighborhood Watch. It didn’t help at all when Cooper physically threatened the Hamblins.
Scott Hamblin, who claimed to have property himself near Cooper’s property, filed a complaint to the Apache County Sheriff’s Office. The Hamblin’s had a long ancestry of Mormon militias and a high standing in the community; things certainly weren’t going well for Bill Cooper.
A Special Representative Team was planned to capture or takedown Cooper on November 5, 2001. The “entrapment plan” was a team of men to pretend to be riotous trespassers forcing Cooper to approach them. A “decoy” band of agents hid in the back of a truck to grab and arrest Cooper.
Surprisingly, Cooper approached them in his truck rather than on foot, and Cooper shouted a warning to them:
“I’m calling the cops, I’m going to give you ten minutes to be off this property, or the cops are going to be here.”
Cooper made an attempt to swerve his truck around in the storm-swept terrain and get back to his house to make the telephone call. Commander Tafoya chased Cooper’s truck. The Sheriff’s crew followed in the UC pickup while the “Tac Van” attempted to block Cooper’s path. Sargent Charles Brown shouted warnings and aimed his M4 submachine at Cooper’s truck; Sheriff Brian Hounshell did the same with his combat AR-15. In the ruckus and mayhem, Brown jumped on the running board of Cooper’s “stepside” pickup and knocked Cooper’s hands off the steering wheel with his M4 gun, and then grabbed the gearshift. Cooper’s defense sent Brown falling on his butt. Cooper crashed into the rocky terrain forcing Cooper to run on foot for his house. Deputies Joseph Allen Goldsmith and Robert Marinez attempted to prevent Cooper from running, but, according to Jacobson, Cooper reached for his pistol and fired four defensive gunshots, one paralyzing Marinez, at which point Goldsmith kept firing his Glock .45 until Cooper fell dead, exactly as he prophesied, on his doorstep (pp. 328-332, italics and emphasis added).
Crusher, Cooper’s watchdog, chained securely to a truck, was also shot by the agents.
“Cooper saw himself as a messenger, a midnight-riding Paul Revere on the Pale Horse, warning of things to come, events that often turned out exactly as he said. He always thought that if only the sheeple would just wake up from their slumber, and listed to what he had to tell them,” says Jacobson, “the nation could be saved.” (p. 349, italics and emphasis added)
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“Brent Raynes has been investigating and researching UFOs since 1967. He is the author of Visitors from Hidden Realms and the editor of Alternate Perceptions Magazine. Brent has traveled extensively across the US and into Canada interviewing numerous witnesses and researchers. He has taken a comprehensive global and historical perspective on the Ufological landscape. He has also participated in Native American rituals and ceremonies, gaining valuable insights and information from his interactions with these wisdom keepers. Brent is able to make revealing comparisons between the interrelated experiences and disciplines of parapsychology, shamanism, Jungian archetypes, and ufology.”
Descriptions of UFOs seem as varied as do descriptions of the “science” that supposedly investigates them, but everything that pertains to UFOs is suddenly also in flux and question.The fifteen authors that have contributed essays in this book on the problematic situations and solutions to the aerial mystery agree strongly on one thing: New and radical changes to the modes of investigation need to come about.
“Arthur C. Clarke once wrote that any sufficiently advanced technology would be indistinguishable from magic,” says Red Pill Junkie. “Perhaps he forgot to consider how any sufficiently advanced mentality would equally be indistinguishable from madness. In the search for the other by which to gauge our own self, what we’re really hoping for is a mirror depiction of our own expectations only slightly ahead of us such that it may still be comprehensible. Yet a truly alien mind would be from our own earthly perspective, and by the definition of the word, crazy…carnivalesque hall of mirrors….” (p. 152, italics added)
Red Pill Junkie sees comparisons to the “Joker” in batman and the Dark Knight movies and other Trickster Phenomena such as Indrid Cold of the tales of the 1960s Mothman flap.
Physicist Dr. Harley Rutledge discusses the 1973 Piedmont, Missouri UFO Flap
Progressing truly into the UFO Matrix takes both guts and creativity, says Lorin Cutts: “Within the UFO and paranormal experiences, there does appear to be some kind of an external intelligence interacting with us in a variety of ways. Yet, for obvious reasons, the nonsense and Trickster elements are all too often overlooked. Certainly building any kind of literal belief system round the UFO contact experience would – to say the very least – appear hugely problematic” (p.79).
By ignoring or negating the parapsychological aspect of UFOs, large portions of science are muted as puzzle pieces. There is no doubt that the UFO Mystery is “multi-casual” and needs to be approached differently.
“Currently, the testimonies of UFO witnesses that describe corresponding high-strange and paranormal events are often ignored or met with ridicule,” says Susan Demeter – St. Clair, “from ufologists who rather not deal with the more bizarre aspects of UFO reports, and the professional skeptic organizations who are open to anything other than the Null hypothesis…in my opinion, is a big mistake.” (p. 169)
COLLECTIVE SOCIAL REALITY
The fifteen essayists “leave no stone upturned.” M.J. Banias says the problem is much larger than any physical “Silence Group.” It is deeply ideological.
“There is no secret society that has imprisoned UFO discourse; rather, it is our collective social reality, governed by the mechanisms of modern capitalist ideology, that has done so…Today, science is no longer counter-cultured, but is now the arbiter of mainstream culture, the self-proclaimed hub by which all knowledge is. Ironically, science has become what it rebelled against.” (pp. 133, 135)
Banias talks about some of the prevailing elements “distorting” amateurs that affect ufology: Corporate influence is one, and the “ideological constructs” which our present society operates under, is another.
“We have given ‘science’ a sort of anthropomorphic consciousness,” says Banias, “but science is not a literal ‘thing,’ rather, it is a collection of socially accepted ideological constructs, methods and mechanisms, financially controlled by economic and political forces…various established organizations…a wide range of agendas.” (p. 137)
Smiles Lewis suggests there is a real “ParaCryptoufology” phenomenon that exists and is seen through a Gaian consciousness, but, at the same time, is being manipulated by covert earth agencies for their own hidden purposes.
A Smiling “Indrid Cold” Haunting Cases in the 1960s
“This is the problem I have with most people who claim to have an answer to the UFO phenomenon. They pick a theory, but it only fits part of the data,” says Lewis. “That’s also why I advocate for a multi-theory interpretation of the UFO phenomenon. I don’t think there is any one explanation that accounts for all the data; in fact, many of the ideas I’m going to talk about would provide the perfect cover for such traditional extraterrestrial encounters.” (p. 110)
The end result of such an ‘alliance’ with the UFO denizens and earthly agencies could be seen in the “psychotronic mind-influencing techniques” connected to a “Cyber-biological-Planetary Poltergeist” in ways similarly to which science-fiction foresaw as a worldwide phenomenon of “earth energies” that evil minds about the globe have “hijacked by human agencies for nefarious purposes.”
“It is clear that quite a wide variety of human agencies have manipulated the superstition and myths surrounding stories of contact with non-human entities – folklore has been weaponized as a means to various ends,” says Lewis, and Lewis spreads a wide blanket of information in his essay (p. 127).
People are waiting for some kind of “disclosure” or “physical evidence” that will prove the reality of UFOs. Micah Hanks offers more definitive “categorization” of the phenomenon, adding many additions such as “experimental aircraft,” “drones,” “psychological components,” and several others.
“Obviously, science and, more importantly, the scientific method, rest at the cusp of what I seek to address in the present missive,” says Hanks. “Hence, in pointing out the adoption of a scientific ‘scientism’ amidst the modern skeptic movement is not to detract from the proper application of science by any means…perhaps more answers than we have managed to attain previously.” (p. 74)
Joshua Cutchin says that to approach the subject as to whether UFOs are nothing but nuts and bolts extraterrestrial space ships (N & B/ETH) would be a mistake:
“While plenty of cases superficially support the N & B/ETH view, its materialist foundations are shaken when confronted with the High Strangeness characteristics of a majority of UFO Close Encounters,” says Cutchin. “Alleged ‘alien’ abductees report profound synchronicities manifesting in their lives, battle poltergeist phenomenon in their homes, and occasionally encounter loved ones during their brief sojourn to the Other World.” (p. 51)
Cutchin’s astute essay pinpoints many over-looked areas, and especially how “materialistic science” is a fading science being divorced by current evidences of psychic phenomena in a growingly “brick-by-brick” paradigm. Cutchin notes multiple studies by scientists such as Rupert Sheldrake, Daryl Bem, Ian Stevenson, Pim Van Lommel, Alex Tsakiris, and a ‘slew’ of others that say a new world of “psi acceptance domino chains” will eventually rewrite the “rule book” and finally explain many UFO episodes (pp. 55-59).
Researchers, such as Lorin Cutts, go further and say that “almost everything you think you know about flying saucers is wrong.”
“We should start to study all aspects of non-standard human experience together,” says Cutts. “We can no long continue to treat the UFO phenomena as separate from other paranormal, spiritual, religious, esoteric, highly synchronistic or other currently uncategorized phenomena. Whether we utilize science or also include other methodologies and philosophies, one thing is certain: we need to stop trying to fit that UFO subject into what we want or expect it to be.” (p. 87)
Cutts blasts “current scientific understanding” as a societal “paper god” that just can’t presently confront in-coming “magical, high strangeness” and experiences that “mystify and confuse!” New pathways and new escape routes, says Cutts, are needed (pp. 89-90).
In his own personal experiences Mike Clelland sees UFOs and related phenomena as a “confusing collision of over lapping experiences, a mess of twists and turns,” as the various threads of “synchronicity spill over to the edges.”
Researchers tend to look upon the UFOs in tight, tidy visions about visiting space ships, says Clelland, but “it’s equally important to look beyond the physical clues…We are dealing with a phenomenon that can seep its way into our reality in ways that are both outlandish and profound.” (pp. 28-30).
In a distorted, vain, and miscalculated, search for “respectability” and the “perfect case,” says Greg Bishop, “we have backed ourselves into a corner” by routinely ignoring the “fields of psychology, physiology, and even the emerging discipline of information theory” which should be included (pp. 189-191).
“Can we get ourselves out of the equation to see the phenomenon for what it really is, if there is such a thing?” Adds Bishop, “If there is a non-human consciousness interacting with us, occasionally, there is probably no way to see them except in relation to us.” (p. 205)
UFO stories come to us out of every culture, says Bishop, in the symbols of “dragons, phoenixes, pearls, holy spirits, saints, giant tanks, honey-combed spider-webbed ships, glowing orbs, triangles with red lights, and football field-sized platforms that block out whole chunks of the sky.” (p. 211)
Methods of investigation have been “haphazard,” “quite harmful,” and witness stories have exploded into “an orgy of squabbles over belief systems, and the wringing of hands over the imminence of government Disclosure.” (ibid)
There are many fundamental problems and influences that have “distorted” ufology from its beginning, says Jack Brewer, ranging from deceptive opportunists to “charlatans,” (p. 42) to “involvement in the intelligence community” (p. 39), including “the long-arm of the CIA and its UFO-related interest.” (p. 38)
“To reframe the debate, effectively, and competently, we must not only acknowledge that such dynamics are happening,” says Brewer, “but make consistent decisions to swim against the undertow and be more of the solution than the problem.”
Brewer suggests better “methods” that will allow researchers to get to the “heart” of the phenomenon: “We would be wise to drop preconceived notions to the best of our abilities.” (p. 47)
LOOK BEYOND STRUCTURES
Ryan Sprague says that now is the time for an “expansion of awareness” and move past the mentality we are dealing solely with “nuts and bolts” and “physical analysis” and seek “newly-disclosed perception” which stretches the limits of our perceptional reality.
“It may be that our established modes of logic limit us so greatly that we can’t fully comprehend the monster we created,” says Sprague. “We must ultimately face the fact that, at some point, the awareness of that monster is going to shape and mold our consciousness completely, moving forward.”
Smiles Lewis sees different “origins” of the UFO phenomena in the style of the “Controllers,” “agent provocateurs,” and governmental suspects that are fond of using “psychotronic mind control devices” in “the lens of covert-ops and deception” (pp. 121-122). MK-Ultra, Project Blue Bird, Project Monarch, Rand Projects, and others that very well have been realized in certain UFO cases such as classical episodes of The Flatwoods Monster of 1952, the Antonio Vilas Boas case of 1957, Barney and Betty Hill case of 1961, and several others of this semblance.
But a real phenomenon exists beneath the human nefariousness and shenanigans, says Lewis, and has connected somewhere along the line of activity as a “cyber-biological planetary poltergeist.” Lewis highlights The Excalibur Briefing by Thomas Bearden:
“He, too, describes the onion-like aspect of the collective unconscious or the Akashic records and this idea that we could be interacting through these phenomena,” says Lewis, “through the transpersonal channel that I’ve been trying to describe here – with various aspects of our own individual unconscious, the collective unconscious of the entire species or, as he breaks if down, to family, city, state, creed, nations, race, geographical area, species, biosphere, and the universal.” (p. 116)
Lorin Cutts points to the Yakima, Washington UFO “hot spot” as a classical case-in-point. Like so many other “hot spots,” there is a need to utilize cutting-edge technology such as super-high resolution cameras. But Cutts suggest the bigger mystery would be to “measure” the human experience with emphasis on the interaction with the subconscious mind (p. 87).
When Joshua Cutchin speaks on such “elements,” he is reminded of magician Aleister Crowley’s 1918 summation of an entity called “Lam,” a typical Grey alien, asking us to “move beyond materialism” towards a “non-dogmatic Gnosticism.”
Aleister Crowley’s Depiction of “Lam”
“…the materialist paradigm will fall apart given time,” says Cutchin, “and consciousness studies are the proverbial star…” (pp. 61-62)
Sunday, March 10, 2013 was Mike Clelland’s “Confirmation Event.” When returning from a UFO conference, Clelland and a friend decided to camp along the Utah roadside. Later, he awoke to see a giant round structure on top of a nearby hill that appeared to have a ring of lights around it. He observed it about an hour, assuming it was a large home.
Clelland went back to that exact spot where the “home” should have existed: nothing was there. Clelland did find that three unusual or paranormal events fell along a 231- mile-long-straight line, including a ‘point’ where one of the events had previously occurred outside of Dolores, Colorado in the Spring of 2010, reminiscent of Aime Michel’s Flying Saucers and the Straight Line Mystery.
. “Synchronicities, more psychic flashes, number sequences, and coyotes,” says Clelland, “all play a part in this frenetic narrative…it’s not just one isolated event; it’s a lot of them…” (pp. 20-21)
Robert Brandstetter recounts a UFO experience in 1977 that happened to him and a friend outside an ice rink in Northern Ontario. “…two classic illuminated and seemingly metallic ships descend…” within the distance of telephone pole height. Multi-colored lights were around the perimeter. They were completely silent. One object went back to join its partner UFO after passing over a neighborhood house; there were many witnesses. The two objects ascended at an incredible speed and faded into the stars (pp. 222-223).
Brandstetter claims several extraordinary experiences; one such happening was in 2005 when he observed an object in the sky while he was meditating while walking in the woods, the environment seemed to change about him, “transforming the woods into a surreal aquatic phantasmagoria” resulting in the meeting of a “strange woman.”
Greg Bishop relates four UFO incidents that do not match comfortably “into a standard narrative.” One case involved Jerry Townsend of Long Prairie, Minnesota which on October 23, 1965 sighted a 40-foot “rocket” standing on three ‘fins’ in the middle of the road. Three small figures that looked like “beer cans on two legs” waddled over to him and balanced themselves on a third leg. They soon disappeared back into the “rocket” which then took off with a “humming” sound, disappearing in the sky.
The more “traditional stances” to the UFO question (at least those who seem to hold tinges of old-fashioned skepticism) can be seen in the essays of Curt Collins and Chris Rutkowski. Rutkowski believes that “proper science” is being contaminated by overbearing “UFO zealots” who distort the field and are actually a fantastical “religion” that needs to be ‘negated’ to a separate track of inquiry and apart all together (p. 15).
Curt Collins examines the November 2013 Roswell Slides case of a purported body of a photographed, retrieved small alien. A Roswell Slides Research Group was formed and it was composed of numerous skeptics, cynics, even debunkers and some other professional people who diligently investigated the slides as a Task Force, eventually discovering the photos to be an earthly mummified body of a two-year-old boy (pp. 106-108).
Rutkowski denotes the need for finding hard, cold facts; Collins stresses this also along with good ‘teamwork.’ The conundrum, however, is: What if this does not encompass ‘all’ the evidence and information, and what if it is guided by faulty, fundamental logic and methods that are not attached to the ‘latest’ philosophy and reason?
Greg Bishop says there are other ways to look at this. “We labor under this heavy legacy, but it does not have to be so,” says Bishop. “A conscious effort should be made not to assign any origin or meaning to these encounters, because we may have been fooling ourselves for so long about what they are that we have backed ourselves into a corner.”
The fields of psychology, physiology, and also “information theory,” even Pyrrhonism, are needed (pp. 191-192).
Ryan Sprague concludes that “new paths” depend on up-coming ufologists. Despite their scientific grounding or their metaphysical knowledge, they must give us their time, knowledge, and resources to live with a “foot in each camp.”
“We must look beyond the structures we’ve helped create,” Sprague stresses again, “and bring life to a monster we want neither to destroy nor resurrect ever again. We must let it live on its own terms and in its own image.” (p.187)
“Jacques Vallée, one of the first to research the covert manipulation of the UFO scenario by official agencies, concluded: ‘someone is going to an awful lot of trouble to convince the world that we are threatened by beings from outer space.’ But how does this fit in with his Magonian hypothesis? Vallée presented his most explicit statement of the big picture in the story-line of his 1996 novel Fastwalker (written with Tracy Tormé): a powerful group of human conspirators know that the UFO phenomenon is created by entities from a parallel world, but they aim to convince world leaders and the global population of the existence of ‘aliens’ – and then position themselves as the world’s go-betweens.
“Which is basically our own view of the case of the Council of Nine: they have the stamp of the Ultraterrestrial all over them – clowns, conmen and cosmic jokers – but there is also the pernicious presence of very human agencies lurking in the background. The joke is on all those who follow the Ultraterrestrials, however they choose to manifest themselves or however their human allies choose to present them to us. But, as history has shown, it may be no laughing matter.”
“Coming March 10 to The Paracast (www.theparacast.com): Gene and Randall are joined by long-time paranormal researcher Stephen Erdmann, someone who has active in these fields since the 1960s. He brings along a lifetime of studies of our strange world with a major focus on UFOs and possible conspiracy theories. In some respects, it’s a “blast from the past,” as Stephen explores older cases and provides informed commentaries on the state of UFO research, and the possible meaning behind such events. He has also taken a special interest in possible government surveillance of individuals involved in UFO research, and alleged ongoing efforts to observe and control the populace.”
“Through various agents, such as Catharine Austin Fitts and Wired Magazine, thousands of individual witnesses, and other sources, Hall has come to discover different aspects of this clandestine and illegal activity: digital transfers, experimental electromagnetic control methods using ‘ELF waves, microwave technology (such as microwave ‘guns,’ heart-attack ‘guns’: he saw Bob Fletcher’s shoulder blasted apart), Jim Jones connection to the CIA, Sonic nausea-tors, millimatter wave weapon (he has seen bodies dehydrated and shrunk to nothing), Zombie-guns, satellite microwave weapons, solar-powered ‘blimps’ housing this technology, LRAD acoustic weapons, miniaturized spy drones, Nano-implants, Mind Control, V2K (Voice to Skull), MK Ultra, Ionizing Radiation, Energy Directed Weapons, Gang Stalking, Psychic Warfare, Mass Entrainment, Light/Sound Programmable Media, Sexualized Hypnosis, Hypnotic Suggestion, Mass Hypnosis, and Satellite ‘Death Ray’ type beams to name a few out of so many other technologies, designed, not for just catching spies, but, in the words of Hall, for ‘control’ of the general populace.'”
“It Floated Down Like Kleenex…Many people handled the strange metallic-appearing debris that littered Mac Brazel’s ranch after the crash of the spacecraft. They were all astonished at the bizarre qualities of the small samples they managed to get their hands on. Major Jesse Marcel said ‘[There were] many bits of metallic foil that looked like, but was not, aluminum, for no matter how often one crumpled it, it regained its original shape. Besides that, they were indestructible, even with a sledgehammer.’ William Brazel Jr. (son of Mac Brazel) said, ‘The odd thing about this foil was that you could wrinkle it and lay it back down and it immediately resumed its original shape. It was quite pliable, yet you couldn’t crease or bend it like ordinary metal. It was almost more like a plastic of some sort except that it was definitely metallic in nature. I don’t know what it was, but I do know that Dad once said that the Army had told him that they had definitely established it wasn’t anything made by us.’ Don Burleson (Roswell researcher) said, ‘Brazel set the object up at the base of a pinyon tree and suggested that they fire at it—which they did—with 30.06 deer rifles from a distance of about thirty feet, an easy target for experienced deer hunters. Mr. Croft (Phillip Croft, hunting companion of Mac Brazel) said that when the foil was hit, it spun a considerable distance up in the air and came floating down ‘like Kleenex.’ Upon examining the material, the men found that it showed no effects from having been hit—not even a dent, and certainly no tears or punctures.’ The Battelle ‘Second Progress Report’ to Wright-Patterson is basically a review of Battelle’s effort to develop just such a metal as was reported by the Roswell witnesses. Although there is no direct reference to the Roswell crash in the Report, there are so many personnel links and clues to ongoing UFO research at Battelle that there can be very little doubt that the document was a report on a contract with the AAF to duplicate the metal found at Roswell.”
“A report that bluntly and openly states ‘this is material that was recovered at Roswell’ will never be found. It is only through carefully reviewing the ‘history of science’ many decades later that these connections about the Roswell metal’s history would be made. Only obscure footnotes found buried in military studies – coupled with sleuth work – would lead to the truth about the study of the Roswell metal.
“It now appears that much of the work on the Roswell debris was skillfully and conveniently ‘folded into’ military contracted work on ‘traditional’ aeronautical or naval metals engineering projects of the time. It was the perfect guise. Nobody would put ‘two and two’ together that this advanced materials work – actually inspired by Roswell – was anything ‘special.’ It would be seen as just ‘part of the program.’ Selectively ‘farming out’ portions of this work assured that nobody would make any ‘connections.’ The ‘paper trail’ on the study of the material could also be confused as ‘normal military work’ that they were ‘already conducting.’
“Hynek, the former U.F.O. skeptic, eventually concluded that they were a real phenomenon in dire need of scientific attention, with hundreds of cases in the Blue Book files still unexplained. Even many of the ‘closed’ cases were resolved with ridiculous, often infuriating explanations, sometimes by Hynek himself.
“’The entire Blue Book operation was a foul-up based on the categorical premise that the incredible things reported could not possibly have any basis in fact,’ he wrote in the 1970s, when he was finally free to speak the truth.”
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“In the ensuing years, Moriarty increasingly became what is known as a ‘debunker,’ those critics that devoted their lives, as a protection against the destruction of society, to destroying modernistic and what they felt were New Age degeneracy. Wild progressed to a fairly high extreme, seeing beliefs and modern theories as often a Fabian Communist Conspiracy. Some of his ideas, I could agree with, other ideas seemed too harmful, even though the cases Wild attacked seemed just as hurtful and infuriating. I’ve heard Wild refer to citizens several times as ‘savages.’ (‘… [if the attack had] backfire effects [which] can occur if a message spends too much time on the negative case, if it is too complex, or the message is threatening.’ [en.wikipedia.org/debunkers]). Ben Pile surmised: ‘Far from seeking rationalism, skepticism is increasingly a search for authority…it indulges the same fantasies…skeptics and rationalists ought to be taking a look at their own ideas…we don’t need a police force to protect us from bad ideas. We just need better ideas.’”
“High school basketball coach Bone was no believer in UFOs — at least not before the night of February 21 when with two team managers and three of his players he was returning home along U.S. Highway 60 near Ellsinore, Mo., about 20 miles south of Piedmont. They were in poor spirits after losing a crucial tournament game by seven points and were rehashing their defeat. Suddenly Bone, who was driving, noticed a “bright shaft of light beaming down out of the sky.”
A few miles later as the car passed through the Brushy Creek area, player Randal Holmes noticed something else. “Look!” he shouted. “There’s that thing we saw back on Highway 60!” Bone pulled over to the side of the road and the six piled out.
It looked like it was about 200 yards off the road hovering over an open field,” Bone said later. (Investigators from the International UFO Bureau (IUFOB) of Oklahoma City later estimated the object probably was about 400 feet above the ground.) “it was impossible to determine the size or shape because of the darkness. Anyway, we saw four lights that looked like portholes: red, green, amber and white. We figured they were about three or four feet apart, all in a row.”
“We just stood there and watched it for about 10 minutes,” Cary Barks, another witness, added. “Then all of a sudden the lights went directly up in the air with absolutely no noise and just disappeared over a hill.
“I was continually looking at the fields which surrounded us and the sky. We were probably there a half hour or more when I noticed what I thought was a planet in the northern sky. Had that been there before? Then I realized it was moving toward us. As it approached it began to descend. It passed over the fields directly east of our position and as it passed by, the cattle in the fields began to bawl. It was a symphony of cattle, a cacophony of sound moving like falling dominoes as the object passed over the animals. It was about 500 feet east of us and about 100 feet high as silhouetted against the trees. It was the size of a mid-sized American car. The exterior glowed orange red in color and had ‘windows’ showing a yellow light from inside. There was no discernible sound.”
“Since it was first published in 1952, Jung’s concept has increasingly filtered into popular culture, having found its way into the plot lines of TV shows, works of pop-fiction like The Celestine Prophecy, and the lyrics of rock groups like The Police. In more scholarly quarters, there have been attempts to shed light on this theory through classifying various types of coincidence, scrutinizing it in terms of statistical studies, or even explaining it through quantum physics.”
“Arthur C. Clarke once wrote that any sufficiently advanced technology would be indistinguishable from magic,” says Red Pill Junkie. “Perhaps he forgot to consider how any sufficiently advanced mentality would equally be indistinguishable from madness. In the search for the other by which to gauge our own self, what we’re really hoping for is a mirror depiction of our own expectations only slightly ahead of us such that it may still be comprehensible. Yet a truly alien mind would be from our own earthly perspective, and by the definition of the word, crazy…carnivalesque hall of mirrors….” (p. 152).
“Attorneys have a specific set of rules to follow. These rules ensure that attorneys act in an ethical manner.
“In Paasman v. Paasman, a divorce filed in Superior Court in Connecticut (Case No. FST FA 14-40287), public record shows Plaintiff’s Motion for Contempt: Discovery Order, Pendente Lite. It was filed by Rebecca L. Ciota, a licensed attorney and counsel for the First Plaintiff. The motion was filed in September of 2012.
“In paragraph 17 of the Motion, Ms. Ciota alleges that Broder & Orland violated Rule 3.4 of Rules of Professional Conduct. Ms. Ciota quoted several parts of the rule including how it was unlawful to obstruct a party’s access to evidence and fail to be reasonably diligent to comply with a discovery order (remember all of those continuances asked for to produce financial documents?).”
“As I have noted, America’s deep state is something of a hybrid creature that operates along a New York to Washington axis. Where the Turks sometimes engage in unambiguous criminal activity like drug trafficking to fund themselves the Washington elite instead turns to the banksters, lobbyists and defense contractors, operating much more in the open and, ostensibly, legally. U.S. style deep state includes all the obvious parties, both public and private, who benefit from the status quo to include key players in the police and intelligence agencies, the military, the treasury and justice departments and in the judiciary. It is structured to materially reward those who play along with the charade and the glue to accomplish that comes ultimately from Wall Street. ‘Financial services’ might well be considered the epicenter of the entire process. Even though government is needed to implement desired policies, the banksters comprise the truly essential element, capable of providing genuine rewards for compliance. As corporate interests increasingly own the media, little dissent comes from the Fourth Estate as the process plays out while many of the proliferating Washington think tanks that provide deep state ‘intellectual’ credibility are similarly funded by defense contractors.”
“It reminds us of the story about the cub reporter who is sent to cover a routine meeting of the local town council. The reporter later returns to the newsroom without a story. When the editor asks why there’s no story, the reporter responds: ‘I couldn’t get to the government building because a massive train wreck blocked the street.’
“A good reporter, or at least one who isn’t hopelessly biased, would be able to see that the real story isn’t the go-nowhere Mueller investigation, but the more troubling story of abuse of power by Obama administration officials to protect Hillary Clinton and then derail the Trump presidency.”
“Later, Herrington braces himself inside his trench over-coat as he leaves the building and heads into the increasing snowflakes and wind that lash against the down-turned brim of his fedora hat. He rehearses a mental mantra to himself: ‘I only have a few more years to my retirement.’ He sees how the unkind and inclement weather ensconces itself as compared to this time last year. He recalls that last March was rather warm and ‘quiet’… the ‘quiet before the storm.’ He reflectively muses how a battle is taking place, not just of technology, but also, of the supremacy of power itself. The rules of the ‘game’ are increasingly complex and byzantine. Herrington is thinking of scientist David Bohm’s comments in a book he is reading about the ‘widespread feeling of helplessness and despair.’
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“In spite of all the danger, in spite of all that may be, I’ll do anything for you, anything you want me to be….” In Spite Of All the Danger, the Beatles, 1958.
“People are eliminated. Honey, you don’t know how many people are just eliminated, just on the operating table alone. They just need to be disposed of. And don’t ever believe what you read in the papers. It’s all made up.” (Joe Shimon, a professional assassin and deep cover operative, speaking belatedly in life to his daughter.)
The Boxenwolf (also known as the Buxenwolf) was from Germanic lore of the Schaumberg region where a pact had been made with the Devil himself. The victim can be transmuted into a wolf with the help of a magic girdle. The girdle was said to be a device from Hell. When he takes the form of a wolf, he enjoyed persecuting people. Even though he looked like a regular wolf, he is still able to think like a human but gained “wolf powers” as well. His senses were magnified, such as smell, sight, and he was able to run incredibly fast.
Stories and legends continued as old and resilient as evil and the questioning of Power itself.
The Nazi Reich of the mid-century was an assimilation of Black Magic and these occult beliefs.
In 1923, a man known as Fritz Kappe created a terrorist group called Organization Werewolf. Their official banner looked a lot like a pirates’ old Jolly Roger – a black flag with white skull and crossbones (not to mention the semblance to Yale University’s Skull and Bones). At first, the group’s movement spread very quickly throughout Germany. Due to arrests by the Weimar government, the Werewolves never grew into an agency that caused any real threat: or so the popular conception went.
It is likely that Organization Werewolf was created in response to Adolf Hitler’s desire for Germany’s youth to be like werewolves – cruel and harsh, people that wanted to destroy humankind (history books say that Hitler was obsessed with wolves and werewolves and wanted his men to be more like them).
The name was chosen after the title of Hermann Löns’ novel, Der Wehrwolf (1910). Set in the Celle region, Lower Saxony, during the Thirty Years’ War (1618–48), the novel concerned a peasant, Harm Wulf, who, after his family is killed by marauding soldiers, organised his neighbors into a militia who hunted the soldiers mercilessly and executed any they captured, referring to themselves as Wehrwölfe. While not himself a Nazi (he died in 1914) Löns’ work was also popular with the German far right, and the Nazis reveled his work.
Werner Naumann, Goebbels’s top aide at the end of the war, sent out a noteworthy message by teletype to the Nazi Party’s regional propaganda offices in early April 1945. It called on the residual propagandists throughout Germany to devote their full efforts to building an underground resistance movement that would make Allied occupation insufferably costly. The Allies were in fact worried about the possibility of the Werewolf movement, but in the end, Germans were more than ready to have the war over and not much came of this final effort. (Werner Naumann, “Jetzt scheiden sich die Geister!” National Archives Microfilm Series T-311, roll 169, frames 1071-1074.)
Later, many historians came to believe that the German-American Bund supposedly went out of existence and that there really were no cogent groups such as Odessa after the war. There was mention of U-boats U-530 and U-977 and the 54 German U-boats that “disappeared” in a connection with a mythical Neuschwabenland. These tales were regulated to rumor and history’s junk pile. We are told that tales about the Nazi “time machine” technology – The Bell – wunderwaffe – was only a flagrant science-fiction-story.
Ironically, despite the myth’s historical actuality, mainline historians agreed to dismiss the legend and continue the disbelief down through the ages.
March 21, the celebration of the goddess Ostara, the evening of the kill shot.
The thud of a closed side entrance way to the Boxenwolf mansion denotes the young heiress’ exit. As she makes her way into the accompanying landscape of the property, a sudden hush comes over the territory, all wildlife becomes still and the wind stops as if upon command. Window light from the enormous manse intrudes upon the night while sharing the jet black darkness of many darkened rooms. The golden sheen of her long hair punctuates her passage towards the gradually rising mound several thousand feet into the property. Her swagger causes the strands to bounce sensuously from one side of her neck to the other. The nineteen-year-old’s erotic and unctuous rhythmic unveiling of her calf and leg through the slit of her gown is constant, disturbed every few seconds by her dodge over a hidden intruder-detection device. Her image recedes. As she gets closer to the mound, the sounds of night-time wildlife revive and quickly rise into a crescendo of sound. She opens a door at her destination that briefly reveals a yellow interior.
Suddenly, several feet away, a rectangular hangar door begins to slide upward. Just beyond it, posed bravely and daringly in the soft yellow-white light of the immense hangar, is a shining and suave Mercedes-Benz black limousine. It looks stark in the hygienically immaculate expanse of multiple pneumatic-operated floor platform/elevators. Their only accompaniment is the laboratory bays running around the inside periphery of the armory. The critters of the forest now sing in full force. For a brief moment, the girl stands in the breeze that is rippling her gown, exposing her youthful flesh and the sensuous curve of a pink calf of one leg. The unnaturally warm night air holds the unusual smell of mulch covering the budding flora growing beneath the earth that even these unseasonable events are also responding to her supernatural presence. Her sparkling blue eyes stare into and challenge the night. Gripped in her right hand is a mass of metal and wood. She swings the driver side door open, thrusts a rifle across the seat, and follows into the sleek interior..
“…the soft yellow-white light of the immense hangar…”
Her omniscience having performed expertly, the teenager is soon perched high above St. Louis in a selected sniper’s nest. No Rules of Engagement for her: she ‘is’ the Judge Advocate General (she must control herself from going out on these vicious safaris). What a combination, she thinks to herself, a specially designed sniper scope and her marvelous brain to dial-up the shooter solution. The target had left his office and is making his way south on Broadway Boulevard. The target stops to swiftly dispose of a paper bag containing the pulverized remains of a stealth “transient material” spy device into a curb-sewer as trash. The shooter assembles the barrel suppressor and braces her weapon with the help of an armature. Both eyes open on the scope in a mystical deer’s gaze. The jeweled and sparkling city about and below her seems to freeze in a mosaic of multi-colored design and scintillation. She zeroes in on the target’s center of mass and then adjusts the dial for the head. As she settles into her final Engagement Position, the girl begins to hum more of the Milsap tune, but this time in German: There are suspicions that lead to questions, then alibis, and then to lies. Her silky hair slides along her cheek enmeshing with the tantalizing smell, not only of the wolf pheromones of her perfumed shampoo but the unusually embedded aura of rifle lubricant and the sweet smell of her leather sniper gloves. The humming ceases. A deadly moment of dreadful silence dominates. She stops breathing for a second. She jerks the trigger to the right, adjusting for the wind, maybe even a shift in gravity.
The victim’s head becomes a gruesome mass of the bullet’s shock waves causing brain, skull bone, cerebral cortex, subcutaneous tissue, and various dermis to expand forward and upward in a red-white halo amid streamers in a mangled mess of hurt. The body lurches inches upward and forward in the direction of the blast, then drops like a wet rag.
All the technical data in sniper school, about distance, moving targets, running targets, she says to herself, becomes embedded, not just in your brain, but also in one’s arms, hands, and fingers.
However, it is nothing like the dexterity of the Magic she is about to do now in hiding her tracks; life can be stranger than old wives’ folklore tales.
Somebody here, says Milsap, which we cannot see.
March 21, late afternoon, one year later, in the current year.
Axtilgeenix: An ancient Gitxsan name meaning “he who walks leaving no tracks.”
Detective Lieutenant Wayne Harrington is afraid to answer the phone, even though he is a brave soldier of the Special Operations Unit. Every time it rings, it brings more dead-end information about a murder case in mid-St. Louis one year ago to-date. It had been hundreds of interviews, and multiple tests that had caused the case to languish in a pile of police paperwork that now confronted the detective. He is once again to review the facts and updates. Updates? The term Cold Case File didn’t do this case justice. He thought of another expression: Dead End Waste Land.
Such exasperation is not unlike the inhospitably callous city of St. Louis: To the north and east of the metropolis are the beige and chalk-white spires that race to the heavens on steel and concrete diagrid-skeletons and escalating terraces filled with heartless, arrogant, and cowering souls. The streets appear to be bare and unfriendly. Tiny black UAV micro-spy drones circle indomitably, gnat-like to and from the launch pad atop the nearby Police Department headquarters.
An expanded sky-walk from police headquarters, over Spruce Avenue to the Robert A. Young Federal Building, allows transport of homicide case files, easily moved to the recently purchased property by the Police Department: a heavily guarded conference room called the War Room. Special FBI Agent Jerold Schultz stands frozen aside the scenery, an office equipped with two desktop and several laptop computers, several telephones, a large meeting table in the center and one huge picture window from which the railroad yard below and the building line to the south could be readily viewed. Around the perimeter of the room, and on the table, are file boxes. Some of the manila folder contents are stacked haphazardly and spread across the table and several adjoining desks. The black silk suit and tie attiring the FBI detective appear to come alive when he suddenly breaks his stare to the rail-yard below.
“Okay Wayne, let’s see if I can put this all in perspective before I sign off on this review.” His silver-blonde hair and a silver-lined mustache denote his age, now a 20-year-veteran of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. He speaks with authority as a Chief Agent of the Critical Incident Response Tactical-Ops Investigator Specialist Group. He turns to look out the window again. He jiggles the coins in his front pocket. His fingers nervously tap the leather of his gun holster hidden on his belt. He abruptly slaps his gun and holster and gets back to the dreary business at hand in a final recitation of the chain of events.
“Our victim was shot on the evening of March 21 a year ago by a high-velocity-what-appeared- to-be ‘smart frangible projectile’ – possibly a hand-made bullet – that left absolutely no trace residue or hybrid materials – nothing – by a sniper several blocks away from an upper-level office in the 593-foot Metropolitan Square building, of that we are absolutely sure?”
Detective Herrington quietly flips another manila folder onto a stack on the table. He sits in a chair towards the end. He has dressed casually: no tie, dress slacks, but an extra-large plaid shirt that barely covers his stomach. Bags under his eyes denote lack of sleep and a possible kidney problem. His round and pudgy face, as his co-workers conjectured, seem to portray his kindness and his integrity.
“That’s correct: no copper, no zinc, no nickel, aluminum, antimony, no Teflon…you name it. We cooperated with several laboratories, not just the Medical Examiner’s Office here. Legal medical investigation of all tissue, blood and blood splatter, at Quantico, other laboratories for backup. Neutron-activation analysis, energy-dispersive x-ray spectrometer….it’s all there…” Herrington waves his palm over the table.
The FBI agent continues, “And we know the shot came from a certain office in the Metro Square building because of the algorithm Quantico used on the beveling and tissue dispersal direction – not to mention what was caught on neighboring security cameras?”
“Plus acoustic evidence – Boomerang equipment and hidden street-audio-recordings – blood splatter analysis – the angle of impact – all seemed to pinpoint the Metro Square building in a cone of trajectory.” (A high-end computer-aided design and model that was established.) Herrington continues, “But there was no direct evidence that anyone was in the office at the time: no pertinent fingerprints, no aerosol evidence, the forensic crews went over that office with a fine microscopic-comb. No gunfire traces, no witnesses, no security violations…we hit hard on that.” Herrington hands a manila envelope to the FBI agent. He sits again. “My back is killing me,” the detective says in a grimace of pain.
Agent Schultz turns back to face Herrington, casually reading the contents: “A clear violation of Locard’s rule: ‘Any action of an individual, and obviously the violent action constituting a crime, cannot occur without leaving a trace’.” He stares blankly at Herrington for a good minute: “But also the laws of physics.”
Special FBI Agent Jerold Schultz Analyzes the Crime Situation
He is correct, Herrington muses to himself; a killer always takes something away from a crime scene and always adds something to it, but here the use of the word ‘always’ seemed incongruous. Oh yes, we live in an increasingly new, modern, technological age, he ponders to himself.
“Yeah, we brought in sophisticated, mobile equipment, mass spectral odor analysis, gas chromatograph-mass spectrometers, and so forth,” as part of the latest police equipment used on site. “We checked not just the one office, but all the adjoining offices, the outside ledges, and the window panes; we were practically camped out there for a week,” Herrington stands and arches his back and stretches. “We logged and interrogated every sentient being. Nothing on cameras…” Herrington stops and gives the FBI man a serious stare, as if he had just stepped out in front of a moving vehicle, his eyebrows rose for emphasis, “And how do you fire a rifle from within a closed office without damaging the window glass?”
“The shooter obviously owned the night!”
“To say the least,” Herrington agrees.
Beads of sweat creep over his forehead ridges.
Because of the increasingly bizarre nature of the crime, the Chief of the Homicide Division requested and received special funds. A massive dragnet and manhunt were instituted that very week and the downtown area was practically quarantined with a flood of special officers formed into a Task Force. Other agencies assisted on an emergency basis: The Bureau of Justice Assistance, The National Center for the Analysis of Violent Crime, and other alphabet insignia. All persons with special rifle skills were located and questioned. It was continuous. A massive job that entailed multiple grids, ground, and dog-sniffing searches, along with countless interrogations. Because Metro Square is home to many attorney suites (commonly referred to as the Lawyer Building; St. Louis had a ratio of five lawyers per 1000 citizens), the Police Department consistently received threats by attorneys for harassment and invasion of privacy. The sniper couldn’t have picked a better spot for gumming the wheels of justice..
They utilized several criminal databases: The Criminal Justice Commission Statistical Analysis Center, the United Nations on Drugs and Crime Statistics, and others. None of the data had a direct solution to the crime; only vague suggestibility. After a briefing by the Task Force, The National Security Agency reported that surveillance satellites would not add to a solution. Spy satellites were called into use. Carnivore, Echelon, Prism, and Mainway satellites detected nothing useful. The NROL-75 spy satellite was in use over St. Louis that day: it recorded not a soul or machine that would give them a clue. The Police Department utilized micro aerial drones in St. Louis and surrounding areas, but no pertinent information as to mystery vehicles or persons. The paper bag that the security videos recorded the victim throwing into the sewer: its contents were located, at least, nothing in the Periodic Table of elements that would lead back to him – its self-destruction denoted a high level of technology.
As far as the victim’s background, police had nothing the Task Force could hang their hat on. A young, career-climbing attorney, he had made a prior arrangement to meet his girlfriend farther south of Broadway Avenue at a local grill and pub several blocks away. He was in good health. He left the office early in the evening. The Task Force traced all of his telephone and cell phone calls. All apparently were legitimate. Did he have any enemies? Well, you know, he ‘was’ a ‘lawyer.’
“We looked into his history. He was a Military Policeman in Afghanistan. It gets a little fuzzy at that point. Upon coming out of the Marines, he quickly went about supporting his career as an attorney. There was no response from the CIA as far as any intelligence connections. I’ll work on that,” says Schultz. The agent went back to observing the inbound and outbound railroad below. Shultz is shifting his glances from the outside scenery to his partner now and then, but his features in no way betray his successfully hidden, evil thoughts. Occasionally, there is the shrill frequency zing of a passing high-speed train. Mild snowflakes begin to intermingle with the smoke coming from railroad engines.
Herrington lumbers erect, arches his back and tightens his lips, “I tell ya, a few more cases like this one and I ‘will’ retire.” He runs his hand through his thinning hair, scratching his scalp for relief.
“Haven’t been well?” queries Schultz, glancing over to the detective. Beneath the silk of Schultz’s clothing are the hard, muscular swirls of a Spartan and athletic body. Herrington’s switching of his head side to side was his only reply. “Well, get me that summary – we’ll sign off on it – move the files back into storage for now, and let some other policemen use this office. Have the files shipped to my storage area in Virginia. We’ll keep an eye on it down at Quantico.” Schultz eyes the detective wryly. “You said there were some scratches on the victim’s back or some injury. Do you have the autopsy photos handy?”
“Sure, nothing’s changed on that; it was no injury, except one the victim’s nervous system created. The coroner and the examiners said it was a psychosomatic reaction…” Harrington locates and hands the folder containing the photos to the FBI man. “There it is, ‘psycho-physiological-mind-body-somatic reaction…’ caused at the time and from the trauma of the rifle shot, eh, like a pronounced rash or blushing…hydro-static shock….” (Herrington is having difficulty describing psychosomatic medicine.)
“No animal attributions? Someone says…”
“Nah, we had an expert in here looking at the photos. The marks only lasted a few hours and then went away. The expert was a carnivore biologist and behavioral ecologist, a forensic anthropologist,” Herrington tries to create a smile as his lips were contorted by his back pain, “someone joked about a wolf’s bite-marks. A joke? Someone had misspoken. It was nothing.”
The FBI man was acquainted with the photographic evidence from his previous visits, but he couldn’t resist looking at them one more time. Schultz’s gaze at the photos grew into a barely subdued look of astonishment. He recognized the vague outlines of an emblem he knew all too well. He tried not to allow his look of incredulity to betray his feelings to the other police officer. He recognized what he was looking at because he had such an emblem tattooed on his ankle in his youth. Because of his tender age at the time, all that remained was a rough vaccination-like circle from surgery that was barely visible. This evidence, however, was all too clear to Schultz, if only to him alone: it was the parallel strikes of the double sig rune – the SS bolts – the runic insignia of the schutzstaffel!
Later, Herrington braces himself inside his trench over-coat as he leaves the building and heads into the increasing snowflakes and wind that lash against the down-turned brim of his fedora hat. He rehearses a mental mantra to himself: “I only have a few more years to my retirement.” He sees how the unkind and inclement weather ensconces itself as compared to this time last year. He recalls that last March was rather warm and ‘quiet’… the ‘quiet before the storm.’ He reflectively muses how a battle is taking place, not just of technology, but also, of the supremacy of power itself. The rules of the ‘game’ are increasingly complex and byzantine. Herrington is thinking of scientist David Bohm’s comments in a book he is reading about the “widespread feeling of helplessness and despair.”
How sad and prophetic.
″He reflectively muses how a battle is taking place, not just of technology, but also, of the supremacy of power itself.”
In the following weeks, almost spasmodically, investigators of various types and ranks in the case – die. Lieutenant Wayne Herrington dies in his bed from a heart attack. The Chief of Police is killed in a car crash. The Missouri Attorney General dies in an airline crash. Myriad technicians and news reporters alike also demise. An electrical fire destroys Schultz’s files on this case along with killing two visiting detectives; other unbeknownst but related deaths dance with questions of synchronicity, obscurity, and fate. Schultz, however, seems imperious to misfortune. Individually, each death had a certain amount of rectitude that leaves the deceased with a mindset of normality, but, like a slithering blood slick that trails all the way down to Quantico, the macabre body count is disconcerting but always becomes somehow unquestioned.
The Horrid Eternal Lair:
Wolfsschlucht (Wolf’s Ravine)
“Once we have the power we will never give it up!” Heinrich Himmler, Nazi SS Leader; later, “It is our duty to take these children if we have to rob or steal them. It is our duty to take their German blood or destroy it.”
March 21, the morning of the ‘kill shot.’
Amidst the forlorn late morning fog in the cold March climate in the hills and ravines of Saint Albans, jutted on cliffs of the Missouri River, behind the mangled branches of towering oak, maple and the suffocating bulks of uncultivated evergreen trees, stands a 40-million-dollar-plus 20-room-mansion. The structure lies one mile from a massive estate-gate laced with the latest reconnaissance and voice recognition technology. The 15-acre estate is shorn of the springtime horticulture that long-ago laced and decorated the citadel. The domain smothers beneath woodlands hiding the cruel, Gothic face that was once a healthy and happy Manor. The House of Boxenwolf rejected the name of Watson in the 70s and took on the coat of arms and family crest of Boxenwolf on the same property. The Boxenwolf emblem hangs menacingly above the substantial 3-inch thick mahogany front door with its stiles and panels bulleted by a 19th-century snarling wolf-head door knocker.
Along the forest tree line, the shining eyes of wolves glimmer from lowered heads in fear and unwitting respect for the proprietors. Despite its horrid surroundings, the true value of the property is hidden beneath an unfathomable mountain of scientific and technical espionage labyrinths concealed beyond door chimes that herald Lao Arnaud’s The Buglers’ Dream.
(A history of the realm, buried in the muck and bustle of human activity, is one of the thousands of such asylums disguised about the planet. Many are shrouded with thousands of spy, DNA Reconnoiter, Black Hat and Black Ops devices typical of the Boxenwolf Empire. The regime often chooses special names, titles, and codes of hidden mystical significance.)
The dim, barely audible voice of the late horror-actor Boris Karloff is but a creeping whisper floating in the lonesome corridors, hidden somewhere within and emitted from a classic B-movie-murder-film playing on a television in the bowels of its inner sanctum. The building’s innards are bathed in the aroma of cigar smoke from many tycoon meetings and overlaid throughout with the scent of basil and underpinnings of cannabis, myrrh and frankincense transfused all over the stony citadel. The movie is interrupted for a commercial break on drastically reduced automobile sale prices. The ad is themed by the barely-heard distant sounds coming from a boy’s television of a classic Beatles song of 1958, In Spite of All the Danger…“In spite of all that may be, I’ll do anything for you, anything you want me to be…”
A telephone is ringing. A very elderly women trudges towards the incessant sound, one foot sliding ahead of the other in effortful, somewhat painful, movements encrypted with many years of haunted memento. Her haggard features portray profound life-worn expressions of fatigue, fear, dignity, regret, concupiscence, and, yes, horror and revenge that drips from grayed wrinkled flesh. In the shadowy and ghoulishly lit house, she somehow reaches the phone. As a Great Dame, she surrounds her world with rare and extravagantly exotic archetype materials as signs of her immense and boundless authority. Her left hand, almost transparent with age, grips the pure diamond and gold wolf-head knob of an exquisite hand carved stiletto-cane resembling flowing wolf fur. With each step, the staff clangs and echoes as it hits the marble floor. Slowly picking up the receiver in quivering hands, she raises it to her aged ear. A very trembling, low, but audible, juddering woman’s voice speaks into the jeweled, computerized antique-celebrity-decorator phone that is totally secured and completely severed of contact with any normal landline system:
“Yes?’ She speaks sternly with as much authority as she can muster.
The caller resides in an attorney’s office in downtown St. Louis, one of the larger buildings occupied by so many attorneys it has become known as “The Lawyer’s Building,” a citadel of power. A strong, rather youthful and confident male voice responds:
“I’ve just spent 15 minutes dickering with your security receptionist! Hello? Is Justus Watson there?”
The old woman is momentarily stunned by the scolding; it is apparent the conversation had gotten off on the wrong foot and that this rapscallion thinks he has somehow connived his way [rather, was knowingly permitted] through her security apparatus. The centenarian slowly glances back to her servant partially hidden in the darkness of the hallway. The servant nods his head as his statuesque features rise and lowers in acknowledgment.
“No. No, he is not,” she lies. Do you mean ‘Boxenwolf’? Who is this? How did you get this number?”
“It’s Bob Felding; I’m an attorney in the Office of the Chief Actuary Staff at the Social Security Administration,” he lies. “An application has been passed down to me for more intimate handling. It was only a cursory examination at the Inspector General’s Office. Ah, it seems…..Justus filled out a form improperly, we just wanted to get with him and help him correct a few things.” (Bob Felding looks astute with professionally trimmed blonde hair, wearing a classic fit pinpoint dress shirt with black oxford shoes. Bob Felding also works on occasion as a CIA Block and Chain Cutout. His Intelligence privileges allow him to use disposable and destructible special CIA voice-to-skull transmitting equipment.)
“He’s not here now; is there something I can help you with? He’s my grandson.” The word ‘grandson’ is pronounced in aristocratic slowness.
“Oh, well, he’s not supposed to write any extra comments on the form; he’s written some messages at the top…”
“Oh, oh, well, what was that?”
“He must have misunderstood some of the questions…”
“Well, he seemed confused, I guess he got off track, he wrote, among other things, that he was born on 21st of July…”
“Well?” interrupts the Baroness, her cheeks sinking inward as blood flowed away from her face in the rise of anger beginning to rise and ripple through her body. She begins to fidget, crossing her arm over her breasts and tucking her hand beneath the drooping fat of her bent arm. She frequently glances over the shoulder to see if her servant would soon be in pursuit to her side. Nevertheless, she really did not need information as to why this call existed. She twirls her lavishly jeweled ring around her thin finger. She can hear Felding’s breath signaling his exasperation.
There is an interruption and a long pause along with an elderly cough for courage. She recollects the past, where in happier times, she would have spanked Justus’s mischievous butt. Now, she knows Justus was not being particularly malicious in this matter. Her brother, Ignacious Boxenwolf, is somehow aware of this special clandestine governmental project. The Boxenwolf Intelligence corps knows the telephone call was coming well before it arrived. There was, in fact, no application sent to this man. She will play along with this suspicious person. It is not the first time ‘spies’ have hounded her. She will throw him a curve, and give her staff time to investigate…this so-called ‘stranger’ in her house.
“Oh? Really? I…I…I…don’t recall this at all. You know, you know, I don’t believe he did!”
“No, no. We get misapplications all the time. However, everything seems to be wrong here…we couldn’t find a thing, a thing at all, in our databases. It was like he didn’t exist.” (Felding releases a small giggle.)
Scuffling her feet awkwardly to show a stance of indignation and to muster a sense of protest, she grips the ivory-diamond phone, all color escaped from her hand under the pressure of her grip. Maybe she can throw the attorney off track.
“No. No. I hope not…I don’t think so…I know my grandson….there’s no indication that he contacted you… know all his friends…”
“Ma’ am, he ‘is’ an applicant…”
She is jabbing the phone closer to her ear in anger, causing the earlobes to redden.
“I don’t think so, sir! I tell you! He’s been living here for years…don’t you think his grandmother would know?”
“Well, yeah, I would think so…” The great scarcity in official records of any mention of the Boxenwolf family had previously crossed Felding’s mind, but he had no way to know that its universal eradication was due to hyperactive technology and memory dissolution. This matter will be forever seen by everyone as only a preliminary investigation. The complete history was not even revealed to him. Felding is relentless, however, as he fiddles with the settings on his hyper-technical detection device: an outgrowth of global science and DARPA experimentation.
“When would this ‘be’? How could this ‘happen’?” Her feet move back and forth in nervous little movements, barely staying in her loose but expensive slippers.
“It happens all the time.”
“In other families, maybe, sir, but I tell you, you have no applicants from our family!”
Felding continues weak, exasperated laughs. “Mistakes happen to all of us, everyone, lady; you, me, every single, breathing person!”
She gasps in shock at Felding’s brash attitude. “Are you crazy? Maybe you, young man, but I’ve handled major matters in dire situations for all my life…this has nothing to do with us, and that is that!”
(Life’s magic had often come in evil ways. For Lauren Watson – soon to be Boxenwolf – evil came as she had stood in the 1970 soil of Kenya, Africa. A youthful statue of picturesque female beauty, anchored in the best aristocratic heritage and education, muscularly sensuous with rose-ivory cheeks, exquisite ruby lips filled from healthy blood within. Her demanding blue eyes portrayed her majesty in her female safari skirt, hunting vest, tag boots and slouch hat that covered locks of brilliantly golden hair. Feet planted firmly and boldly braced for her shot, the 8 x 57 MM Mauser raised delicately, scope cradling her eye; she aimed steely at the swirling, lashing bushes. The native boy had come charging to her side, yelling frantically and pointing his finger in fear at the burly, bouncing mass of fur that became known as a shape-shifting monster of the Steytlerville region. It suddenly lurched from the thicket; “Wesens! Wesens! Bawokozi! Save us!” Without flinching, undistracted, undeterred she squeezed the trigger and a powerful, explosive crack riveted the air…the epitome of good warring against evil was suddenly lodged at the end of a rifle barrel.)
Felding pauses. He suddenly finds himself confused and at a loss for words. “I am afraid you misunderstand me, I am speaking about ‘human’ beings, lady.”
“And what do you think ‘I’ am; a courtesan from Mars? You, young people, are going to hell in a hand-basket, you think we all are part of your den of iniquity, calling here, looking for your kind, thinking no one can unravel your mischief…”
Felding leans back in his adjustable leather seat, trying to regain some casual composure.
“He sent us an application, I didn’t ask him to.”
She realizes some technological expertise had to be obtained to call in on such a hidden telephone line; an impossibility. However, Felding connotes much more to her. She knows the type: four to six years of law school and practice gives them the illusion that they deserved salaries greater than the President of the United States. They even feel they outdistance the subterfuge displayed in the Dirty Tricks Division of the Central Intelligence Agency. The legal industry is rife with them. As they speak—unfortunately for Felding—the Boxenwolf security apparatus is functioning expertly: something that even the machinery of the U.S. Special Activities Division Directorate of Science and Technology could not compare with.
“Do you know what you are doing, young man? Do you know with whom you are dealing?”
“Ma’am, I’ve dealt with all kinds of people in my profession. I’ve been a Chief Audit Executive in Senior Management of the Internal Revenue Service. I’ve had FPTE, IE, ETS, CAS work under me. I’ve organized and trained thousands in the IRS Large Business and International Division…”
“Nonsense…!” There is again an interruption to her scolding.
“…we’ve audited a 22,000 square metric factory in Saudi Arabia, and I am presently joining the Affordable Care Act – the Audit Team on the National Health Care…,” lying, he continues to probe; hoping little bits of information would come out revealing the true nature of the person he is dealing with.
The old woman’s face deflates into an ashen disgust. She knows the conversation has to take a different direction.
“Shut up, you pimple! You ant! We ‘own’ you…” Her voice holds a special quiver on the word ‘own.’
“I am highly educated, lady. I am no dummy. I’ve graduated from Yale and Harvard…” Felding has deliberately left behind all semblances to professional politeness and truth as part of his disguise.
A carnivorous smile comes upon her face. “You don’t ‘understand’, you impudent guttersnipe! We ‘own’ Yale; we ‘own’ all of them, all of them! I’ve been educated beneath countless tenured professors in our secret bases around the world. Are you a Sharpshooter? I am! I’ve traveled in time and trained in the traditions of snipers: Simo Hayha, Lieutenant Lyudmila Pavlyuchenko,” and the list of historically renown snipers and sharp-shooters begins to unravel at length, and in rapid fashion, “And I’ve personally trained with U.S. Marine sniper Carlos Hathcock on the M-25 White Feather. I am more than an Ojibwa Warrior, trained by many governments. We destroy ‘governments!”
Felding continues to gourd the old lady, despite the fantastic comments he was hearing; it was all vital information. “…not ‘the’ government, not ‘this’ government (caustic chuckle.)…it has too much ‘power.’” He continues assuasive chuckles; maybe, Felding says to himself, he could flush the story out of this old hag.
“Power?” Her voice races to a sudden peak of irresolute anger; she pauses only briefly to muster a little strength and determination in her voice. “I’ll tell you about ‘power’! (Her voice strings out the sound of that last word slowly as if punctuating it. She takes a deep breath and her causerie continues amidst a newfound strength and energy.) I have stood on many a catwalk looking down into the golden glare and searing heat of pristine melted gold poured from ladles in thousands of our gold foundries around the world. We have hundreds of Lutetium, Rhodium, and rare earth factories thousands of feet below the earth. I have sat before the scintillating canopy of hundreds of video screens in one of our Cyber Centers; tabulated visuals portraying the millions of RFID and bioresorbable spy-implant chips in our universal enterprise: charting the lives of billions of public human lives. Power? (Her face is rubescent with anger) I do not believe I ‘can’ die, but if that fate surrounds me, I have the best cryogenic laboratory and scientists standing ready to resurrect me. That’s ‘power’! I have talked with CEO’s and CFO’s in over thousands of companies and Presidents of countries. Unbeknownst to them, we own Maharashtra, Uttar Pradesh, Gujarat Energy Development, L.G. Group, Barrack Gold, Bankers Petroleum, Halliburton, SPDR Gold, Teva Pharmaceutical…,” her anger is punctuated from small blood trails as she scratches the ridges of her staff. She names companies ranging from Saudi Aramco to the Rand Corporation…
“You’re joking?” Beads of sweat are forming on Felding’s face. Seldom had he had to back down as an attorney in the courtroom, but he knows he is up against much more now than a courtroom-witness.
“I thought you were an ‘expert’ at the Internal Revenue Service? Why don’t you know?” The old woman takes advantage of a silent moment.
“There is a lotyou don’t ‘know’!” (She pauses to regain her breath as a token of control.) “Justus is just not in your league, he is working to be a member of a society that you couldn’t even comprehend, and you….you….you…hiding under the disguise of ‘social security’ – there will be nothing ‘secure’ about you, sir…”
The heiress’ attention moves to the pulsating and flashing rainbow of lights on the security alert panel above the telephone podium; each color denoting a stage of security endangerment. To the far left, a button is a steady red: a denotation that a security matter must be attended to privately and personally. She has been waiting for the signal.
“Well, can you have him call me…?” Felding’s face has become a lineless mask of astonishment; a creeping assessment of the situation as critical: perhaps he did and perhaps he didn’t get the information he wanted, but he will make a safe exit now.
“He won’t be calling you, sir. The secret will be kept!Coute Que Coute!”
Lauren Boxenwolf instinctively knows that this meandering chitchat has to be ended. Once again, the Power that stalks those who challenge and threaten ‘Its’ divulgence will protect its history. She ‘could’ completely disintegrate and wipe out his identity and history with a flick of the finger. This problem, however, will be a personal ‘visit,’ and for pure sensual pleasure, a direct hunt.
She presses a buzzer in the mega-gigabyte-memory telephone console-pad. It summons her security concierge, the Boxenwolf Enterprise Guard, and Maintenance Cadre. They will bring forth from the subterranean conclave an armored, technologically seasoned vehicle, saturated with sophisticated superior weaponry, her current-model-Mercedes-Benz-Classic-Black-Bison limousine.
“I’ve always felt there was something fishy about our misappropriations for the ‘social security’… (She deliberately emphasizes the pronunciation of the words.)…So many so-called powerful organizations think they are solely in control, I’ve been watching, trulywatching...and now you have come to break my boredom, to milk my revenge…”
Her blood pressure rapidly rises–her brain is firing millions of synapse connections in passion. Visions of her past memories cascade into her mind, flooding her body with a sense of overwhelming revulsion. Throwing the wolf-head staff aside into the air, she drops the expensive silk robe off her body. Standing naked, she reaches for a young women’s elaborate and expensive slit-gown draped over the corner of her expensive leather Arm Chair.
“I’m going to hang up now.” The muscles in Felding’s stomach begin twisting and hardening.
“I know all about you! I have your number: you are ‘mine!’ Do not try to come here. I’m over 120-years-old; doesn’t mean I cannot defend myself. I have a long-range, multi-shot, sniper weapon with specially equipped Crisp, Creep-free Trigger Pull …”
A sovereign voice, some ghost off to the side and upward, is whispering. Her eyes jolt into a haunted gaze. Stunned, she slowly arches her head to look up to the invisible phantom speaking to her. Lips quivering, she moans to herself; her body beginning to shiver in an unexpected passion. She unexpectedly releases a small yellow rivulet of urine that runs down her leg; it laces onto her emerald, ruby, and diamond Javier Barrera slippers. It pools on the floor. Dazed, she looks at a rifle silhouetted from the hearth flames; it hangs with an armada of other expensive weapons near the cavernous fireplace mantle–the phone, slightly away from her mouth, she begins to barely whisper to herself in lustful sensuous tones of sexual arousal. Erotic muscles tighten and twinge as little known sexual zones release into an orgasm that suddenly racks her body…
Now dispossessed from her unseen lover, her attention is reclaimed fully to an evil task…
“…and I ‘know’ how to use it, yes, yes I do…” She has somehow glided into the dress and tightened the belt.
“Bye now. Bye…” Felding’s voice, laced with signs of fright and apprehension, becomes somewhat weak and trailing.
“You weasel, scum, sneaking around…” She looks at the Collegiate Gothic style front door with an expression that encompasses every bit of dark, malevolent energy she can muster. All her facial and body features are consumed in a voice that is a low, groveling witch’s moan…
“…a stranger, no more!”
As if a wisp of smoke creeping unpredictably through the palace, the muffled, distressing monotone of an announcer to a slash-horror movie trailer can almost be heard from the distant television program in one of the far dens: “Run, if you must. Hide, if you are able. Scream, if you can…but whatever you do, don’t answer the phone.”
“Life’s magic had often come in evil ways. For Lauren Watson – soon to be Boxenwolf – evil came as she had stood in the 1970 soil of Kenya, Africa. A youthful statue of picturesque female beauty, anchored in the best aristocratic heritage and education.”
“Milsap didn’t write his own songs, but he was a master at choosing them. He said that he and a friend, iconic producer Rob Galbraith, started their own publishing company. One of their favorite writers was Mike Reid, a former professional football player who would go on to have his own successful solo career.
“I’d sit and talk with Mike,” Milsap said. “He’d ask me, what kind of song do you want? I told him, I’m out on the road and the truckers always want to know when am I going to sing something about them.
“About a year later, he came back to me with ‘Prisoner of the Highway.’ When he played me ‘Stranger in My House,’ I told him, ‘You know I’m going to record that one.’”
“In April 2008 NASA partnered with GEOFF brown and machine to machine intelligence (M2Mi) corp … to develop 5G communication technology, In an article by the EMF guru consultancy in the UK dated March 13, 2017 – Titled: 5G telecom radiation the perfect tool to mass modify human brain waves waking times.
“He stated that the FCC works purely on behalf of the telecoms industries in granting them access to the airwaves no more and no less.”
“The corporate-military-industrial complex is in the process of deploying — upon all civilians — millimeter-wave technology linked to weapons programs. The realization of this agenda is progressing toward mainstream awareness, and people are fighting back.
This lady investigated for herself and found a number of patents on the books for Mind Control
“I have just called the wife of Boer Oudman in Groningen and told her about testing the G5 network in North Groningen. The cows in her barn are all together (and also at 5 neighboring farms), at exactly the same time in complete panic, begin to sweat, stand fearfully in a corner and almost kill each other. And all this exactly at the same time in 5 neighboring farms. My conclusion is the technicians at the G5 test station in Loppersum. Falcon at the farms test the frequencies. THIS MUST BE KEPT AGAIN? And we absolutely must prevent that 5G network ever comes. Farmer Oudman was very happy with my call and had already heard from more people that it could have to do with testing the G5 network. All support is welcome. written by Kees van Boxtel.
“If the cows are running out of this, what will it do with our bodies?
“Cell towers emit nonstop 24-hour microwave radiation. This radiation cannot be turned off and significant research shows increased cancer, sleep problems and neurological effects in residents who live near cell towers. Such high power devices have no place near our homes, schools or parks.
“Cell Towers Often Have Emissions Far Higher Than Federal Guidelines.
“Juhi Chawla is former Miss India and a top Bollywood actress. When she found cell tower antennas near her home she began to learn about the issue and is now one of India’s top Technology safety advocates. She is also fighting hard to stop WiFi in schools. The radiation beams are highest within .25 of a mile around a tower.
“A lot of people are waiting for Martin Luther King or Mahatma Gandhi to come back – but they are gone. We are it. It is up to us. It is up to you. _____
“It is consistent, an emerging science that shows people, especially children who are more vulnerable due to developing brains and thinner skulls, are being affected by the increasing exposure to wireless radiation. In September 2010, the Journal of the American Society for Reproductive Medicine-Fertility and Sterility reported that only four hours of exposure to a standard laptop using WiFi caused DNA damage to human sperm.
“In December 2012 the American Academy of Pediatrics, representing 60,000 pediatricians, wrote to Congress requesting that it update the safety levels of microwave radiation exposure especially for children and pregnant women.”
“The biggest concern is how these new wavelengths will affect the skin. The human body has between two million to four million sweat ducts. Dr. Ben-Ishai of Hebrew University, Israel explains that our sweat ducts act like ‘an array of helical antennas when exposed to these wavelengths,’ meaning that we become more conductive. A recent New York study which experimented with 60GHz waves stated that ‘the analyses of penetration depth show that more than 90% of the transmitted power is absorbed in the epidermis and dermis layer.’
“The effects of MMWs as studied by Dr. Yael Stein of Hebrew University is said to also cause humans physical pain as our nociceptors flare-up in recognition of the wave as a damaging stimulus. So we’re looking at possibilities of many skin diseases and cancer as well as physical pain to our skin.”
“‘Since skin contains capillaries and nerve endings, MMW bio-effects may be transmitted through molecular mechanisms by the skin or through the nervous system,’ Dr. Moskowitz writes on his blog.
“He also told Daily Mail Online that he’s concerned that ‘5G will use high-band frequencies, or millimeter waves, that may affect the eyes, the testes, the skin, the peripheral nervous system, and sweat glands.’
“‘Millimeter waves can also make some pathogens resistant to antibiotics,’ he added.
“Dr. Moskowitz is not alone in apprehensions.
“The International Society of Doctors for the Environment, its subsidiaries in 27 countries and more than 200 doctors and scientists are all calling for a stop to be put to the rollout of 5G, ‘due to concern that 5G radio frequency radiation will have adverse health effects,’ Dr. Moskowitz says.
“According to Claure, ‘5G can perform up to ten times faster than the current 4G networks and enable a tremendous boost in data speed, meaning content that takes minutes to download now will be available in a matter of seconds.’ Because 5G will rely on large blocks of contiguous high-band commercially deployable spectrum, Sprint’s unique and generous spectrum portfolio (the most of any domestic carrier) could make Sprint the best positioned to lead in developing the network of the future.
“A challenge with higher frequency signals is that they don’t travel as far as lower frequencies, so multiple input and output antennas (MIMOs) will need to be used to boost and multiple signals anywhere 5G is offered.”
5G will result in a massive increase in inescapable, involuntary exposure to wireless radiation
“Regulators have deliberately excluded the scientific evidence of harm
“Stakeholders thus far in the development of 5G have been industry and governments, while renowned international EMF scientists who have documented biological effects on humans, animals, insects, and plants, and alarming effects on health and the environment in thousands of peer-reviewed studies have been excluded. The reason for the current inadequate safety guidelines is that conflicts of interest of standard-setting bodies ‘due to their relationships with telecommunications or electric companies undermine the impartiality that should govern the regulation of Public Exposure Standards for non-ionizing radiation.’ Professor Emeritus Martin L. Pall lays out the conflicts of interest in detail, and the lists of important studies that have been excluded, in his literature review.”.
“Flagstaff’s planning and zoning commission decided against making a decision on whether to approve the construction of a new cellphone tower planned for a forested area behind Trinity United Methodist Church.
“The proposed tower has proven to be controversial among nearby residents, but the public’s concern wasn’t the reason the commission held off on making a final decision.”
“Dr. Devra Davis at San Francisco’s Commonwealth Club of California in which Dr. Devra Davis and her medical colleagues show why cell phones and other wireless devices pose serious health risks to you, your ovaries, your sperm, your breasts, your brain, and your babies.”
“According to Wikipedia, the World Health Organization or WHO has classified mobile phone radiation on the IARC scale into Group 2B – possibly carcinogenic (cancer-causing). That means that there ‘could be some risk’ of carcinogenicity, so additional research into the long-term, heavy use of mobile phones needs to be conducted.”
STEVE ERDMANN BOOK REVIEW AT THE FAR END OF THIS PANEL
“Ultimately, you have to accept that Bill Cooper had problems. He was too awake, perhaps. He had a compulsion to share this knowledge with anyone who would listen, like the man with the sandwich board on a street corner screaming the world will end tomorrow. And so here we are, in 2018, with a conspiracy-spouting president who is, essentially, the most powerful man in the world, and who is so paranoid he thinks someone is hiding behind every rock and out to get him. And Trump’s legion of followers shares their concerns about ‘fake news’ and that we aren’t being told the truth. Bill Cooper knows exactly how they feel. In fact, Hunter S. Thompson, as I noted earlier, is credited for predicting the rise of Trumpism as far back as 1967, when he was promoting his Hell’s Angels book. The Angels were marginalized and on the fringes of society. Suspicious of ‘The Man,’ just as many minority groups are in America. Sadly, when you look in the mirror of history, not much has changed, just the players. And in this book, Mark Jacobson has done a fantastic job of researching this phenomenon and Bill Cooper’s key role in all of it – interviewing just about anyone who had something to say about the man and his conspiratorial legacy.”
“Now is the time, a minute to midnight, 60 seconds before enslavement, one last chance. Some citizens will rise, if only from not-quite‐yet‐atrophied muscle memory. They will shake themselves awake as their forebears once did at Lexington and Concord, heeding Paul Revere’s immortal call. They will defend their homes, families, and the last shreds of the tattered Constitution, the most close‐to‐perfect political document ever produced.
“The vast majority, however, won’t even get out of bed. Some will cower under the covers, but most will simply roll over and go back to sleep. They slept through life, so why not sleep through death?
“This is how it will be at a minute to midnight, according to Bill Cooper. At the End of Time, a broken clock is always right.
“These included the disclosure that ‘the CIA and the military are bringing drugs into the United States to finance their black projects.’ Cooper also predicted that ‘the rape of the Savings and Loans by the CIA is only the tip of the iceberg. At least 600 banks will go under in the next two years.’ The current monetary structure, Cooper said, ‘will be replaced by a cashless system that will allow the government to monitor our every action by computer. If you attempt to stay out of the system you will not be allowed to buy, sell, work, get medical care, or anything else we all take for granted.'”
“PREDICTION ZERO: In June of 2001, Cooper predicted the attacks on the World Trade Center. He also predicted it would be blamed on Osama Bin Laden.
“Turns out this one wasn’t so crazy, which makes you wonder about the others…
“The first 10 are from one chapter of Behold a Pale Horse. Other chapters offer a bit more clarity on the Majestic 12 and the structure of some of the alleged secret societies pulling the strings. The book also contains an appendix that offers a variety of supporting documents. The Ghost Diaries neither endorses nor refutes any of these claims.”
“( I say that there could be more to reality than just purely physical reality in this mysterious universe. This could fall in the realm of religious or spiritual beliefs of each person. I do not discount the religious concept of the existence of sentient paraphysical entities, both benevolent or malevolent in nature. Some claim that malevolent, fallen paraphysical entities, also rather uncomfortably described as “demonic“, could be materializing and de-materializing at will, posing as physical aliens to pre-selected observers and could be deceiving many.)
“When he first started giving lectures at UFO meetings and conferences (beginning in 1989), he insisted that one day he had witnessed a sub-merged disc-shaped object rising out of the sea while on a Navy ship during the time he was in military service.
“This claim has never been collaborated by any other witness except himself.
“But he had already included this story in the book.
“I am not saying that he did not see the disc-shaped object.
“He could have seen it.
“The bottom line is that by the time his book had become popular, he had long come to the conclusion that all UFOs are man-made objects created by the government.
“However, I disagree with his views that all UFOs are man-made objects.
“I also do not agree with Bill Cooper who said that the government has built man-made UFOs at Groom Lake/Area 51.”
“The modern world is a nightmare, and the computer has kicked it into another realm,” says Jacobson. “The big cultural shift was the Matrix movies; the endangered species is humanity, human nature is under assault, and we have to do something about it. When people get desperate enough they begin to think crazy things. Conspiracy is the American version of religious fundamentalism. Cooper was an intuitive guy about this mindset, which was why he was ahead of the curve. He had this vision of the future, and it didn’t look good to him.”
NUMBER FOUR STIGMATA SUMMER 1978 ONE DOLLAR PROJECT STIGMA REPORT ON THE CONTINUING INVESTIGATION INTO THE OCCURRENCE 0F ANIMAL MUTILATIONS
“Change is an essential and integral aspect of existence, we would prefer to think that with all our revisions we are effectively progressing and evolving, as opposed to merely floundering about in disarray. This edition of STIGMATA was to be a ‘July’ issue, but is instead ‘Summer 1978.’ The ‘Fall 1978’ STIGMATA will be issued before Thanksgiving and will also cost $l.00. Do not subscribe to any issues beyond the “Fall 1978” edition, for reasons explained below.
“To receive the ‘Fall 1978’ STIGMATA, send $l.00 (cash preferred, a receipt issued upon request) to: Project Stigma – P.O. Box 1094 – Paris, Texas 75460.
“The next STIGMATA may be the last, or at least it may be the last in the present format. Project Stigma is about to enter into a new investigative phase, which will represent an intensification of our efforts, not a curtailment. These changes will hopefully be of great benefit to us as well as to all who are concerned with the problem at hand. Those who have already subscribed beyond the Fall 1978 issue will be assured of receiving the proper amount of issues after publication is resumed. There will be a temporary hiatus of several months while the new investigative initiative is put into operation. Sometime in 1979, a new publication will be issued – or a revised STIGMATA will appear. More details in the Fall 1978 STIGMATA.
“Those who have followed the mutilation situation will not be overly shocked to learn that these events persist. There are fairly ‘isolated incidents’ around the country, but the impervious assault has also been appearing in ‘waves’ in somewhat restricted areas – counties, for instance, like Rio Arriba in New Mexico, Benton in Arkansas and Lincoln in Missouri. The list is, as always, incomplete, merely representative rather than definitive. We ask our readers to advise us of any further mutilations. Don’t assume that we know about all incidents, because we may not. Mutilations have occurred in the following areas in the period of July through October 1978:
“Missouri ••• A wave of mutilations has transpired this year in Lincoln County, which adjoins Pike County, Missouri on the south (those fans of quirky nomenclature will note yet another Lincoln Co.in our chronology, plus a couple of Washington counties, not to mention Washington State). The mutilations and UFO activity around the town of Elsberry received considerable publicity this past summer. One could even purchase T-shirts proclaiming Elsberry to be ‘Mutilated Cow Country.’ At least half a dozen mutilations were reported in Lincoln County through August. Investigators David Perkins, Cari Seawell, and Bill Mcintyre were in Elsberry around the first of August. They found a witness who saw a UFO over a man’s field the night before a mutilation was discovered there. A dog that had barked furiously at the approximate time of the UFO sighting later disappeared (Some animals do become agitated during UFO events and/or mutilation incidents; others become abnormally subdued – see ‘Animal Reactions’ in this issue).”
Foley, Missouri – site of multiple UFO sightings and cattle disturbances in the 1970s.
Steve Erdmann (February 2019): This co-witnesses’ rendered account, mentioned in the website below as part of a ‘team,’ differs somewhat from my private recollections, but most of that could be because investigators’ attentions were divided into different things and directions at various times. Essentially, there is much mutual collaboration. There was, however, no clear mention of the “north star” that stood stationary for the greater part of an hour and then started to arc around the tree line to come over the skywatch witnesses (I had shouted to the photographer to get ready to film it, but the photographer sadly explained he had used up the film from the previous filming till then [a classical incident in UFO sightings]). When the ‘plane’ come above us at about 80-degrees it ‘crested’ or changed its ‘angle’ to show it broadside, which appeared to be the fuselage lights much like a normal aircraft, but this craft did not appear to have ‘wings,’ at least not very discernable in the dark of night. The UFO was fairly silent; however, I did hear a very low “whistling” jet sound as it went away. I later thought it demonstrated a red ‘strobe’ light that was visible. The “‘red” (mentioned as ‘orange’ ) objects seen earlier were seen to briefly circle a nearby microwave tower, which is not mentioned here. Speculation ensued much later that the ‘plane’ was some kind of “stealth” craft or a “soundless helicopter” — none of which seemed to satisfy the circumstances.
The mentioned investigative team that went to one of several Elsberry, Missouri skywatches as outlined in the above interview is recounted at http://moufoflap.yolasite.com/. The creators of that website have a heavy copyright prohibition of its contents, but apparently, it has been placed on the Internet for the public to go and see.
“MISSOURI — A veterinarian near Salem examined a mutilated goat whose blood had been drained and was possibly anesthetized with a needle into one of the arteries. The udder was removed by a single stroke of a very sharp instrument. There were no lacerations in the cut skin—and no blood was on the ground in the area. The butcher showed a high degree of animal anatomy.”
“My family was visiting relatives in Elsberry during the time of the sightings and we witnessed the strange lights. I was about 14 years old at the time and still remember the events quite clearly. One does not easily forget something like that. We were out fishing at one of the neighbor’s ponds and it was getting pretty dark so we decided to head back to my uncle’s house. When we got to the location where the truck was parked, somebody pointed out several small lights that seemed to be traveling in a criss-cross pattern back and forth across the moon. We started back home – I think we were traveling on Fox Run Road. My cousins, brother and I were all in the back of the truck and it seemed like the lights were following us. When we got to the house, we noticed a single bright light moving slowly from left to right just above the horizon and across the road from the house. It was probably a few miles in the distance. The light stopped and hovered for less than a minute. Then it got very bright and in a flash, it was gone. We could not detect any sounds. If there were any we should have been able to hear them in such a remote and quiet place. I remember my cousins talking about reported cattle mutilations the next day and how somebody had found branches with flies burned into them…”
“Since 1950, Missouri is fourteenth in the highest number of sightings of unidentified flying objects (UFOs), with 2,114 reports to the National UFO Reporting Center. Among the eight states bordering Missouri, only Illinois has more.
“The statistics were revealed in the most extensive release of government UFO files to date. In January 2015, some 136,000 pages of declassified records from Project Blue Book, the renowned Air Force investigation of UFOs, were placed online.
“Project Blue Book, based at Wright-Patterson AFB in Dayton, Ohio, recorded 12,618 reports of UFOs between 1947-69. Most were easily explained, though 701 are still listed as ‘unidentified.'”
“Whether it is coincidence or not is open to debate, but Piedmont sits on the 37th Parallel – the 37th degree of latitude. Some people refer to this latitude as a ‘paranormal highway’, including alien investigator, Chuck Zukowski. He claims to have undertaken investigations in over 1,000 paranormal cases, of which over 200 sit along this line.
“And he might have a point. Area 51 and the alleged Dulce underground base both sit on this line of latitude. As do several cattle mutilation cases in various spots through Colorado. In Taos in New Mexico, Zukowski would investigate a mysterious “humming” sound that residents claim has been audible since the early-1990s. Although not everyone can hear the anomaly, those that can claim it causes sleep disturbance, dizziness, and even intense headaches. Rumors apparently exist that the hums are the result of the construction of an underground facility of ‘human-alien’ intelligence.
“As well as the Piedmont UFO sightings, there are several other UFO incidents on record along with this line. The apparent UFO crash and retrieval of Cape Girardeau in 1941, for example. Or the Thomas Mantel incident, who some claim crashed his plane due to pursuing a UFO in 1948. More recent sightings have taken place along the 37th Parallel also.”
Small Quotes are Permitted Along with Full Credits by Reviewers and Journalists
“It was the same with America, home of the Republic conjured through the revolutionary alchemy by the Founding Father. The Constitution, the most sacred of texts in a world of false documents, was the law of the land, yet the freedom offered lay forever out of reach. Filled with unquenchable hope and mandated belief in its own goodness, the nation was riddled with savage history, nefarious, shape-shifting forces behind every smiling face. Things weren’t what they seemed, not at all. It was a dichotomy that informed Cooper’s overriding question, ‘what is real? What’s deception, what should we be paying attention to? What is it that is driving us insane?’” (p. 350: Pale Horse Rider. Italics added for emphasis).
So veteran writer and journalist Mark Jacobson summarizes conclusively on the biography of “just an ordinary guy” Bill copper who somehow also became a “prophet,” and radio airwaves “Shaman,” a “super patriot,” and a sailor battling (as are so many others) the New World Order and, as Cooper called it, “Mystery Babylon.”
Under the skillful dialogue of Jacobson, various stages and vistas of Cooper’s life are peeled back like the skin of an onion down to its core, ending with the death of the man at the hands of agents of Apache County Sheriff’s Office (ACSO), on his doorstep, as prophesied by Milton William Cooper in one of his broadcasts on September 11, 2001, the morning of the infamous 9/11 attacks, coming true three months later.
Cooper was living under the threat of an arrest for a June 18, 1998 tax evasion warrant, and he hid fairly well in his “Cooper Hill” home in Eager, Arizona.
But Cooper’s growth in his discovery of, what Cooper termed as “Mystery Babylon,” intertwined with his earlier years as a sailor in the Viet Nam War, his adventurous uncovering of even “dangerous secrets, hidden information” (p.52), his twice being chased by a black Cadillac (ending in an accident which cost him the loss of his right leg).
Radio broadcasts called The Hour of the Time, and the stupendous success of his book, Riding a Pale Horse, opened a world of mysticism, deep intrigue and danger in ways most citizens can only imagine.
(PALE HORSE RIDER; WILLIAM COOPER, THE RISE OF CONSPIRACY AND THE FALL OF TRUST IN AMERICA, Mark Jacobson Blue Reader Press, Penguin Random House, LLC, 375 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10012, 2018, 375 Pages, $24.30.)
Milton William Cooper had said on his Hour of the Time broadcast that it didn’t make a difference what religion you belonged to, or whether you believed in God, “it was a big battle between good and evil” that existed solely “in the minds of man,” “some of it is real, some of it isn’t,” “what’s real?” That question and its answer were what was driving us insane! (p. 33)
A LEGACY OF SECRETS
Cooper served in 1971 under the command of Admiral Bernard A. Clarey, Commander in Chief of the U.S. Pacific Fleet and he held a “Top Secret, Q” clearance. He heard some puzzling things during his military careers, such as the clandestine bombing missions into North Vietnam and Cambodia. Clarey has a secret file, which Cooper taped into. Further was more evidence about the Gulf of Tonkin attack, troop death counts, and corruption in the South Vietnamese government. These and other secrets caused Cooper to become “morally shocked.” Cooper retired in 1975, convinced that the military was the reign of “Power Puppeteers” and “big business.”
like many veterans involved in actual combat, Cooper had symptoms of PTSD, post-symmetric stress. It began to take a toll of his marriages through the years, often displayed in angry episodes at spouses as well as others, not so dissimilar, in Steve Erdmann’s opinion that the daily stress of the actual events in modern society under the grasp of the Deep State and the Military-Industrial-Complex. Consequently, Cooper began his own in-depth independent research. “As always, the truth was in the hidden,” says Jacobson (p. 61).
Jacobsen notes some of the major UFO cases of the early years that attracted Cooper, such as the Roswell UFO crash in 1947, Kenneth Arnold’s 1947 sighting of nine UFOs, and Betty and Barney Hill abduction in 1961, as well as the UFO “flap” over Washington, D.C. in 1952.
Psychologist Carl Gustav Jung partly suggested the cause of UFOs as “rumor with concomitant singular and mass hallucination, or a downright fact.” The government chose “indifference and outright ridicule.”
Cooper grew up in the “saucer” literature of the time. Cooper, says Jacobson, owed much homage to publisher Raymond A. Palmer and writer Richard Shape Shaver (as did Steve Erdmann); later, Cooper’s heroes would include entrepreneur John Lear and several others. Cooper other ‘learning aspects,’ included a lot of UFO activity in the DMZ in Vietnam.
Cooper wrestled as best as he could in with the stories about the discovered Majestic-12 Papers on the secret UFO Panel, and in 1988 he began a career in “controversy radio.” Precluding this career, Cooper had become fully indoctrinated with recollections of Admiral Clarey’s files, clues leaning into the Janus Society, DARPA, further Majestic-12 Projects, Projects Pluto-Plato-Pounce and Sigma, and his own UFO sighting on board the USS Tiru in 1966, as well as the Waco Branch Davidian attacks, the Oklahoma City bombing of the Murrah Building, the Ruby Ridge massacre, and so many more infuriating mysteries.
“Bill Cooper was in a much darker place…in the late 1980s,” said John Lear, quoted by Jacobson. Cooper claimed on October 24, 1998, that a The X-Files: Fight the Future episode, in Cooper’s quoted words, “…a great deal of it came right out of my book, Behold a Pale Horse.”
NOT FROM OUTER SPACE
Cooper’s suspicion that “flying saucers” were not from outer space began in late 1989. He instead called it the “UFO Distraction” which was using fear and psycho-warfare to bring about “a one-world totalitarian government.”
Cooper said that there were many “channels” or “ploys” of manipulations in this psy-war, one of which was the “Contactee” phenomenon, such as the sermons of the Space Brothers. He also saw the Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA) as a potential threat and facet.
“This appeared to be Copper’s point,” says Jacobson. “Deception abounded. You couldn’t trust everything you read. You had to do your own research to ascertain what truth you were willing to accept.” (p. 114)
“‘Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars’ (SWFQW) was another weapon of the NWO in the “latest technology of coercion” and “the most recent gadgetry of techno-junk” as an “open-air mind-control-laboratory.” (p. 118)
History was replete with secret societies as part of the NOW that continued to rule the world to this day: Brotherhood of the Snake, the Order of the Quest, the Jesuits, the Illuminated, the Masons, on to many more. Cooper and many others believed it was once again acknowledged in George H. W. Bush’s September 19, 1990 comment on “a New World Order.”
Cooper, says Jacobson, saw Stanley Kubrick’s movie 2001: a Space Odyssey as an ingenious clue as to everything that “has ever happened in the history of man.” (p. 144)
Jacobson treks through the many peculiarities, bizarre quirks, and synchronistic events in the life of Bill Cooper, seen in persons, books, places, Black Projects, and deadly government agencies. Jacobson quotes Cooper’s interest in the 33rd parallel of latitude which runs along the globe and entails many Fortean mysteries; it also encompassed the site of Jack Kennedy’s assassination in Dallas, Texas (also mentioned elsewhere by Steve Erdmann).
NEW AGE PATRIOTS
The Waco siege at the Branch Davidian facility on February 28, 1993, left a definite hole in Bill Cooper’s heart, as did the bombing on April 19, 1995, in Oklahoma City. Jacobson also introduces us to one Timothy McVeigh who was also labeled by some people as an Oswald-type “patsy” in the Oklahoma bombing, done through sheep-dipping and Shadow People as the planner of the events. Both Oswald and McVeigh, however, went down in history as culprits of infamy.
“Timothy McVeigh is the Lee Harvey Oswald of the American Reichstag!” Jacobson quotes Cooper as saying. “We know who did it! You know in your heart who did it. If I have to tell you what is coming, then you’re as blind as a bat and just as stupid.” (p. 257)
This was the same McVeigh who came unbeknownst with a friend to visit Cooper in St. Johns, Arizona. Cooper said that the three people had a quirky talk about government “body implants” and police interrogation (pp. 320-323).
“They think they can tell you anything and you’ll believe it,” Jacobson quotes Cooper. Cooper was referring to 9/11 and that it was Mystery Babylon’s victory jamboree and the “unholy bombs-bursting-in-air-bacchanal,” still quoting as Jacobson.
Jacobson does a great job presenting the fantastic, somewhat sordid, maze of details in Bill Cooper’s life as a roller-coaster-ride of incidents that one must hold fast onto your seat and strap yourself in as you view the elements, intrigues, and murderous affairs that could also typify closer-to-home personal matters in common-man-happenings. There, the reader best takes his own excursion into Jacobson’s book.
Upon leaving WWCR radio, Cooper Hill at 96 North Clearview Circle became a “Last Stand” fortress against excursions against Cooper’s world going about him. Cooper communicated by shortwave, but it was debilitating for him Cooper added his name to the list of militia-men-and-women who became modern-day “tax protesters.” And he announced this on a HOTT broadcast #28 of February 28, 1993.
“No, Cooper said, paying federal income tax was voluntary because the law said so,” explains Jacobson. “It was as simple as that…the phrases ‘voluntary’ and ‘may enter’ carried the legal significance.”
At this point, Cooper Hill became a heavily-armed castle of sorts, and Cooper was on constant alert to the slightest intrusion, except for his family and invited friends. Cooper issued a ‘warning’ on his website on July 6, 1998, for any intruders to stay off his property. Under call letters WBCQ, Cooper was back on the airwaves on September 21, 1998, and he was busy organizing a ‘militia and friends’ to protect his home.
Mentally broke by the pressure of the warrant and general stresses, Annie Cooper left the house in spring, 1999 taking daughters Poo and Allyson, leaving Cooper stranded on the Hill. After going through eight previous marriages, Cooper could not have felt more depressed and alone. His daughter, Jessica, joined him briefly in a spirit of long-lost-affection-reclaimed, but pressures also ended that romance, especially when “feds” tried to enlist Jessica in a government “entrapment” scheme to capture her father on July 19, 2000.
“So much had been lost over the years,” says Jacobson. “God remained silent in Cooper’s struggle with the devil. The Constitution had been victimized out of sheer neglect, proving once and for all that Ben Franklin had been right when he doubted humanity’s ability to live up to the document’s intentions. Cooper’s family was gone. There was nothing left but the fourth tenet of his Creed, the resolve not to give in.” (pp. 308-309)
SHOWDOWN ON COOPER HILL
In a Kafkaesque turn of events, some of the denizens that Cooper chased away and even threatened about coming to his Hill, one such person was Dr. Scott Reynolds Hamlin. Hamlin was no ordinary citizen and his family had a long past history and part in the Mormon Militias.
Cooper later claimed that his restriction to Cooper Hill was not only for establishing privacy perimeters, but it was also because Cooper was a member of Neighborhood Watch. Hamlin disagreed and he also claimed to have property on the “Hill,” so Hamlin wrote a complaint to the Apache County Sheriff’s Office.
The Special Response Team planned a military-style entrapment and arrest for Cooper on November 5, 2001. They planned to entice Cooper out of his home under the pretext of being riotous trespassers, and decoy agents that were undercover in a truck would confront and arrest Cooper. But Cooper approached them in his own truck rather than on foot, and even warning the trespassers that he would “call the cops” if they didn’t leave.
Cooper’s truck crashed into the wet, storm-swept terrain, forcing Cooper to try to make a desperate run for his house, federal agents grabbing and clutching at him, screaming verbal threats, carrying a barrage of weapons such as a Combat AR-15 and M4 Rifle. Deputy Robert Marinez was struck in the head by wild defensive shots from Cooper (the Marinez family sued Sheriff Hoonshell and Commander Andrew Tafoya over Robert’s paralysis). Deputy Joseph Allen Goldsmith started firing his Glock .45 until the body of William Cooper dropped: or so the story goes:
_____ Cooper’s fatally shot body collapsed on his own doorstep, just as he envisioned.
_____ His watchdog Crusher was also shot, even though the dog was securely chained to a truck.
Jacobson tells all the inglorious and dark details of the “showdown,” including the saddening aftermath and further traumatic questions.
Many a person can identify with Cooper’s lonely, complex, unrelenting battle into the dark recesses of life. Erdmann could: having seen the Dark Hand of the controlling Legal Framework of society and how it and other corporate and monstrous agencies have assaulted our personal lives and happiness. Filled with destroyed dreams and constant disillusionment in life’s sardonic threats, in this respect, we are all Milton William Coopers.
For many of us, this is also a Stand Off on a Cooper Hill of our own dilemmas.
“In the end though, the greatest debt is to Milton William Cooper himself,” says Jacobson (p. 354), “the largest rabbit hole of them all. Brilliant, tortured, prescient, duplicitous, loved and hated, he was what he always wanted to be: an American.”
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“Brent Raynes has been investigating and researching UFOs since 1967. He is the author of Visitors from Hidden Realms and the editor of Alternate Perceptions magazine. Brent has traveled extensively across the US and into Canada interviewing numerous witnesses and researchers. He has taken a comprehensive global and historical perspective on the Ufological landscape. He has also participated in Native American rituals and ceremonies, gaining valuable insights and information from his interactions with these wisdom keepers. Brent is able to make revealing comparisons between the interrelated experiences and disciplines of parapsychology, shamanism, Jungian archetypes, and ufology.”
Brent Raynes (on the right) with friend Dan Chancy
Joseph P. Farrell has written numerous books on the Nazi fascist cabal that continued after the Second World War. The conspiracy has been filled with interesting and complex sequels: one of these avenues was the story of the late Rudolf Hess and his May 10, 1941 mystery flight to Great Britain.
Farrell points out that Hess was the one-time DeputyFuhrer to Adolf Hitler, and was third in succession to become head of state and government after Hitler and reichmaschall Hermann Goring. His book is a long tail of “whys” and “what ifs” in the life of Hess that even entails his possible murder, and also, talk of his “double.” His mission to Britain may have also been to complete an annexation agreement on the Reich’s ownership of Antarctica.
Farrell begins with the “Spandau Hess,” circumstances surrounding his imprisonment and possible murder, if this “Hess” was the real one and not a substitute “doppelganger.” Relying on the works of Peter Radfield and others, Farrell suspects many of the guards and the nurse Aballah Melaouchi as playing interference. Farrell details the various medical orderlies that could have been involved. There was mention of an electrical cord and an autopsy disclosing strangulation marks on Hess’s neck (pp. 15-32).
Hess’s son, Wolf Rudiger Hess, also discovered discrepancies in the death of his father. British forensic pathologist and professor of forensic medicine J.M. Cameron performed the autopsy, but was not beyond suspicion:
“…we saw that there were unusual and possible connections between Ewen Cameron, the psychologist who would become such a central component of the postwar CIA’s MK-Ultra mind control program,” says Farrell, “and who was the very doctor brought in by Allen Dulles to examine ‘Hess’ at Nuremberg…first, and most infamous example of mind-control on record (pp. 89, 92-93, 253).
This is also confirmed by what Farrell labels the “South African Affidavit” which talked about the American CIA (p. 52).
The Spandau prison was ordered demolished less than 48 hours after Hess’s death.
MYSTERY OF THE HESS FLIGHT
Farrell relies heavily on the research of Picknett, Prince, and Prior’s Double Standards: TheRudolf Hess Cover-up, and W. Hugh Thomas’s The Murder of Rudolf Hess, and other researchers, such as Hess’s son Wolf Hess.
The bizarre behavior of Hess over the span of his arrest into his trial at Nuremberg and later behaviors suggested a confused and erratic behavior of someone reacting to Mind Control and even the possible use of a Hess “double.” These suspicions appeared to be backed by physical characteristics of Hess’s body such as war scars and personality traits (pp. 113-115; Hess’s son Wolf Rudiger Hess, Who Murdered My Father, Rudolf Hess, pp. 38-50.)
Likewise, Farrell examines the multiple, many suspicious, reasons for Hess’s May 10, 1941 flight to Great Britain, one being peace overtures and his opposition to Operation Barbarossa. The on-coming prospective secret German atomic bomb test futuristically planned near October of 1944 may have been another reason. Hess’s flight may have been to “seal the deal” of peace negotiations that were begun in Sweden, Switzerland and Spain (John Harris, Richard Wilbourn, Rudolf Hess: A New TechnicalAnalysis of the Hess Flight). Another theory was the secret meetings with General Karl Haushofer and his son Albrecht inaugurating a “fusion” of the United Kingdom and the USA. Still yet another theory was that a “coordinated coups d’etat was planned to overthrow both governments.” (pp. 132-146)
Picknett, Prince and Prior, says Farrell, indicated that high-level meetings were conducted by Albrecht Haushofer, Sir Samuel Hoare, Lord Halifax, and Hess questioning those questioning “Lebensraum,” colonization, and the Holocaust of the Jews. (p. 173)
“Hess not only was capable of being involved in such a scheme, but there may have been a quiet concerted propaganda campaign,” says Farrell, “to prepare the German people for his assumption of power with a more moderate coalition government, perhaps one, as we have seen, including Goring.” (p. 176)
Farrell speculates that several things went wrong in the Hess Mess flight, such as the mysterious appearance of a Polish officer, Roman Battaglia, at Glasgow Police Headquarters (p. 187), the sending of and “non-arrival” of a telegram that Hess sent to Aunt Emma Rothacker, and that an SS Obergruppenfuhrer said in May 1942 that another Hess was being escorted around in Scotland while Hess was also reported in prison; further, there was the presence of a “police” representative who spoke two hours with Hess at Dungavel detention center in Scotland. These are only a few of the many strange incidents and questions surrounding the Hess case (p. 199).
Farrell emphasizes that Hess’s “peace plan” may have had his overtures to also “warn” the British about the on-coming “final solution” on the Jews (p. 224). He lists the mention by Max Nordau (pre-World-War-One), Rabbi Stephen Wise (pre-World-War-One), Ben Hecht and Robert John (pre-Hitler) mentioned of “six-million Jews or people.” (p. 228)
ANTARCTICA AND HESS
Reichmaschall Hermann Goring’s “expedition” of 1938-39 was a first-step plan to “annex” Antarctica to the Reich’s domain. Further comments by Hermann Goring would indicate that the Reich had a ‘post-war-world’ interest in Antarctica, and was “staking a claim.” (p. 240.) This was “rejected” by the Norwegian government, and this ‘dispute’ may have come up in the “Hess Mess.” Picknett, Prince and Prior suspected Hess also came to “conclude” matters of Antarctic ownership (opt. cit, p. 307; Hess and the Penguins, pp. 250-251).
Antarctica had already been a continent of special interest when an American Expedition of 1946-47 codenamed “Operation High Jump” journeyed there. The Operation consisted of four thousand people, an aircraft carrier, a submarine, aircraft, helicopters, and special equipment. Admiral Richard Byrd was the leader and was accompanied by his son Richard E. Byrd, Jr. The son, Byrd Jr., was found dead on October 9, 1988, on his way to a commemoration of his father.
Admiral Byrd’s expedition was described by him as an “encirclement of conquest” and an “attack from three fronts.” Quite mysteriously was the expedition’s early “retreat.” Just as mysteriously, Farrell shies away from the Chilean newspaper mention of an attack by UFOs, even though there is evidence that a possible UFO attack did take place (pp. 241-250).
“Although the CIA program officially ran from 1953 to 1964, its dark and fertile legacy stretches to today, living on in modern conspiracy theories about U.S. intelligence agencies’ ability and willingness to manipulate society through surveillance, disinformation, celebrity culture, and strategic news leaks.”
“There is increased popularity for the idea of a ‘German-Slavonic Antarctic Reich.’ It is said that 10,000 of the ‘racially most pure’ Ukrainians, out of half a million deported in 1942 by Martin Bormann, were transported to the German Antarctic bases during World War II, in the proportion of four Ukrainian women to one German man.
“If true, this would mean that Himmler transferred 2,500 Waffen-SS soldiers, who had proven themselves in combat on the Russian front, to Station 211 – now Neuschwabenland – in Antarctica.
“This may be the source of the myth of the “Last SS Battalion.”
“An ASF training camp was set up in Estonia, on a peninsula near Ristna on Hiiumaa Island in the Baltic Sea. It was a combination finishing school and boot camp, where the ladies took lessons in charm and housekeeping along with their courses in polar survival. Himmler kept the camp’s existence a closely-guarded secret. For “unhappy campers,” the only escape consisted of a one-way train ticket to Auschwitz.
“(There is one known instance of an ASF “deserter.” In 1943, Auschwitz guard Irma Griese, 22, the off-and-on girlfriend of Dr. Josef Mengele, took to wearing a sky-blue ASF uniform, which she had scavenged from a pile of inmate clothing. Griese was hanged in 1946 for war crimes. The uniform’s original owner must have had serious second thoughts about a permanent move to Antarctica).
“The failure of Grossadmiral Karl Dönitz’s U-boat offensive by May 1943 freed up dozens of “milk cow” U- boats. These were large submarines, almost as big as tramp steamers, which Dönitz had used to supply his U- boat “wolf packs” in remote seas of the world. Himmler now put them to work carting supplies and personnel to Antarctica.
“Himmler’s rationale for sending thousands of settlers to Antarctica can only be understood within the context of his mystic beliefs. As a result of his youthful reading of New Age books, his association with the occultist Dr. Friedrich Wichtl, and his membership in the Artamen, Himmler became a believer in the Hindu concept of world-ages or yugas.
“He believed that the current age, or Kali Yuga, would end in a global cataclysm, thereby giving birth to a new world-age called the Satya Yuga.
“By sending a Nazi colony to Antarctica, Himmler was ensuring that a remnant of the “pure Aryan race” would survive the coming cataclysm with its society and culture intact. They would then take possession of Antarctica when the cataclysm melted the south polar ice cap.
“According to believers, the Neuschwabenland colony survived not only the end of World War II but a full-on battle with the 3,500 Marines and aircraft of Operation High Jump.
“In 2003 Ivanenko wrote:
‘The total population of Nazis in Antarctica now exceeds two million and that many of them have undergone plastic surgery in order to move about with greater ease through South America and conduct all manner of business transactions.’
“He called the Antarctic Reich,
‘one of the most militarily powerful states in the world because it can destroy the USA several times over with its submarine-based nuclear missiles, remaining itself invulnerable to U.S. nuclear strikes because of the two-mile-thick ice shield.’
“Further, he claims that the city of Neu Berlin, the colony’s capital, sprawls through “narrow sub-glacial tunnels” under an unnamed mountain range, heated by ‘volcanic vents.’
“The ufologist also makes the claim that Neu Berlin adjoins,
‘the prehistoric ruins of Kadath, which may have been built by settlers from the lost continent of Atlantis well over 100,000 years ago.’
“Still, other fringe researchers claim that the actual ruins of Atlantis have been found – and possibly reoccupied – under the Antarctic ice.
“Some say that Atlantis is located near one of the 70 or so warm water lakes that have been discovered miles beneath the Polar Ice Sheet, such as Lake Vostok near the Russian base at the Pole of Inaccessibility.”
“But others speculate that it’s one more piece of mounting evidence of a secret Nazi UFO base, perhaps the one that attacked Admiral Byrd’s Operation Highjump seven decades ago or the underground base mentioned next that’s apparently still in operation under the ice. A growing body of supportive evidence is frequently discovered on Google Earth, such as the large open entrances to a subterranean world with saucer-shaped figures lodged in ice. The UFO fervor keeps intensifying, centered on the Antarctic mystery as a probable portal to otherworldly activity. The poles have long been associated with being multidimensional vortex fields that act as earth entry and exit points for intergalactic spacecraft travel. When considered together, all of these odd cumulative findings and anomalies from Antarctica that keep popping up on a near daily basis beg for definitive answers to questions that can only be attained through open inquiry and thorough investigation.”
Farrell gives much credit to authors and researchers such as William Stevenson, Gloria Vitanze Basile, Picknett, Prince, and Prior, John Harris and Richard Wilbourn, Nicholas Goodrick-Clarke, Lynn Pickitt, Clive Prince, Stephen Prior, W. Hugh Thomas, Joscelyn Godwin, and many others.
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Strange phenomenon of “things” flying in the sky have been around for over 70-years, at least, in some “modern” phase, raising many questions about their nature and origin: what ‘country’ is behind their operation; what causes their ‘flight’; can they be contacted; are they real and ‘alien’ in a scientific sense; what does science say about them; and what ‘is’ the scientific method? Without the proper questions, say the writers in UFOs: REFRAMING THE DEBATE, we will never get correct answers.
“To reframe the UFO debate we need to formulate new models for analyzing existing and incoming data,” says researcher Susan Hemeter – St. Clair (p. 177), and introduce innovative hypotheses by asking better questions than have so far been asked.”
UFO Encounters of a New Kind: What has been the Influence?
The book’s contents travels from the ‘classically’ skeptical viewpoint of ChrisRutkowski (who drives home that a strict ‘old rules’ in a current science methodology is what he feels is needed) through thirteen other writers (some of whom have actually ‘had’ their own UFO encounters and experiences) that have the audacity to question and improvise attempts to reconstruct old methods with new ones that force the very latest science to include the established facets of those new studies by academics and other scientists.
Mike Clelland speaks about his own accounts of many “high strangeness” contacts, but also the rather bizarre and traumatic events of other “experiencers.”
“My problem with ‘ufology’ is my own personal experiences, I’ve been at the receiving end of enough weird shit that nobody needs to tell me this stuff is real,” says Cleland (p. 19). Clelland’s concern is primarily with abduction reports where the landscape is rich with bizarre patterns of synchronicity, common consciousness-archetypes, and recurring symbolism.
Dr. Leo Sprinkle (a Ph.D. in counseling and was also a Professor of Psychology at the University of Wyoming) gives his own appraisal of the situation and he says that on “some subconscious level… (there was) kind of manipulation.” (p.23). Likewise, based on many years of investigating high strangeness “abduction” reports, Clelland feels researchers are only “barely dipping below the waterline” and avoiding the starkest elements of such cases. This is where Cleland sees the richest core of the topic, after being himself one and also living with “experiencers.”
Even more “mundane” UFO “sightseers,” when asked the properly phrased questions, can be asked about “other” ‘unusual, personal events,’ events that are often excluded by less inquisitive examiners, when usually a much deeper and alarming story would emerge. That portion might be “missing time” or “weirder stuff.” But Clelland has seen far too often “patterns” that he feels hold “clues to unravel this mystery” (p. 29).
“The scientific community has either ignored or denounced the UFO phenomenon for close to 70 years. With very few exceptions, UFO researchers, who try to wrestle with this mystery using any kind of scientific reign, end up framing it merely as metal spaceships from another plant…(not) strange invasion of consciousness…” (pp. 28-30).
Dr. Jeffrey Kripal of Rice University says he has encountered increased bizarreness which Clelland calls “the trauma of enlightenment” on a long trail of “unknowns with no path to follow” on a very personal, very private quest in which we can’t expect to solve.
Jack Brewer likewise agrees with Dr. Jacques Vallee and the late John Keel that cases of “high strangeness” should lead us away from the conventional ETH theory. There are indications that the early years of UFOs had more earthly origins, such as a super-weapon Project Seal, soon followed by ‘deception programs” of Colonel Carl Goldbranson who did such things as a 1950 Rand/Air Force report titled The Explanation of Superstition for Purposes of Psychological Warfare. They later included deception artists such as British Major Jasper Maskelyne and World War II Major General Edward Geary Lansdale, who, in the words of Project Grudge, relate to “psychological propaganda” (p. 37-38).
The same Colonel Edward Landsdale “was running around” the Philippines inventing psycho-weapons about “vampires among the Huks,” then going after and trying to retain and apply more “political-psychological warfare,” all under the overseer-ship of the Central Intelligence Agency and Allen Dulles, resulting in the infamous Robertson Panel (p. 38).
Likewise, Brewer warns about widespread ’hoaxing’ by various people and the need to better understand the trauma and jaded emotional reactions exhibited by “UFO witnesses”; a multiplicity-of-reasoning is needed to “resurrect” better methods of investigators.
“If we are to find events of interest at the heart of what-to-became a truly phenomenal social occurrence,” says Brewer, “we would be wise to drop preconceived notions to the best of our abilities.”
Ancient rock inscriptions of encounters from extraterrestrials?
Curt Collins also lays bare the painstaking teamwork of many individuals and agencies that came together in the exposure of the infamous “Roswell Slides” of November 2014 that eventually were discovered to be photos of a mummified body of a two-year-old boy, as uncovered by what became to be known as the Roswell Slides Research Group.
“It was largely by chance the group came together on this project,” says Collins. “Each of us must remain objective, seek the best evidence and ask challenging questions whether as part of a team or as individuals” (p. 108).
Researcher Micah Hanks heralds Allen Hendry’s book The UFO Handbook and Hanks suggests a “modernized” UFO classification system of six categories, including “Biological,” “Experimental,” and “Drones.”
Whatever “fashion” the UFO investigator undertakes it must be totally unbiased and burdened by “modern skepticism” that appears to be “evangelical,’ but based on “careful thought analysis and an equal willingness to be open-minded in our skepticism…” (p. 74).
“Modern skepticism can, I think, be summarized in many instances as an ideology, around which a social movement has been built___one that, today, also runs tangent with atheism___and as a paradoxically evangelical attitude about the supremacy of science above all other forms of knowledge.”
Smiles Lewis sees the UFO phenomena as not only multiclausal but part of a “paraCryptolzology,” possibly part of a “covert socio-cultural control system” attacking our sensibilities on a complicated scale, rather than just nuts-and-bolts vehicles. Lewis suspects that geomagnetism, electromagnetism, Gaia-Mother-Earth-Consciousness, and man-made invasion, are all components of these happenings. At times, the “Controllers” utilized Akashic Records and Jung’s “collective unconscious,” and at other times are seen similar to the extraterrestrials in Carl Sagan’s book and movie CONTACT as “a transpersonal virtual reality communications channel… (to) facilitate anomalous information transfer, facilitate telepathy, remote viewing, and other forms of ESP” (p. 115).
Susan Demeter -St. Clair and Robert Brandstetter – Researchers
Lewis cites Thomas Bearden that “our collective anxieties are psychical manifestations” (p. 116); it embraces the works of Dr. Steven Mizrach, James Pontobello, Susan Lepselter, Carol Suzanne Matthews, Michael Persinger, Gyslaine F. Lafreniere, Hank Albarelli, Martin Cannon, and other professionals.
Physicist Harley Rutledge During the Famous 1973 Piedmont UFO Flap
Smiles Lewis provides the public with the ultimate challenge of human agencies, such as the CIA and the military, taking our knowledge of the paranormal energies and further applying them into MK-Ultra programs, Nazi collusion, secret experiments, Project Palladian, and psychological warfare. These “culturaloverlays” make the subject all the more necessary to ask for correct questions beyond “xenophobic tribalism,” “counterfeit foes,” and “manufactured machinations and stratagems” (p. 129).
Lorin Cutts likewise fears investigators are being manipulated by the phenomena itself and the faulty perception and questions we attach to it. These “myths” permeate the phenomena forcing researchers into one or two “belief systems,” either of “extraterrestrial origin,” or complete “skeptical disbelief” (p. 82). There is much more happening, says Cutts. UFO sightseers and experiencers are definitely seeing something anomalously similar as to what people are seeing in the Yakima, Washington “hot spot.” But zeroing-in seems beyond the current methods to investigate that “hot spot” as it seems this, and other areas, have been frozen in a cadre of myth and ignorance (p. 87).
‘‘Current scientific understanding will never be the truth of the entire universe,” says Cutts. “Science, while the foundation of societal development, will always be something of a paper-god…from within this void, come magical, high-strangeness, and human experiences that continue to mystify and confuse.” (p. 89).
Encounters with extraterrestrials and ancient glyph’s?
Red Pill Junkie tries to expand on the parapsychological inference that UFOs are intermingled apparitions of turmoil or “crisis apparitions” similar to poltergeist activity in ghostly manifestations___or phenomena often called the “Trickster” (pp. 130, 155).
Accounts are replete down through the history of the “Trickster” phenomena. He recounts many examples in the media and in historical accounts: Spring HeeledJack in the 19th century; the Mad Gasser of Mattoon of the 1930s; or the Mothman in the 1960s and its Trickster called Indrid Cold.
Observed as a “chaotic catalyst,” says Red Pill Junkie, “perhaps the confounding trickery of these ‘Cosmic Jokers’ is intended to shake us out of our collective stagnation, and force us to see a way out of our ‘dark (k) night of the soul’ into a sunnier tomorrow,” though the writer is far from clear as to exactly how this was to take place (p. 162).
Greg Bishop concurs by saying that science has many disciplines that have yet to be applied in investigations; when current theories, such as spaceships, don’t fit the mold, it only normal to ask newer and more fitting questions.
“There is a massive backlog of apparent craft and beings seen, as well as a wide spectrum of individuals reacting,” says Bishop. “This suggests either that countless type of strange entities are visiting us, or, that the brain has some kind of creative control over what is an experience” (p. 191).
Smaller autonomous research groups, refraining from using ‘hard and fast ideologies’ and ‘belief systems,’ trying to cover all the bases, using the latest understanding of the human brain and nervous system, seeing the possibility of an extra-human consciousness, examining the line between the internalized experience and the external world, eroding of visual stimuli are just a few of the suggestions that Bishop feels must be properly addressed and applied. All too often the brain adds details when traumatic situations occur: we still need to examine ‘how much’ and “where” this happens (pp. 193-197).
“Abduction” and “close encounter” episodes are particularly problematic. Bishop has seen several accounts were “encounters” are probably following “dream logic,” information-rich “reorganizations” into a new reality. Mac Tonnies suggests the “occurrences” are contacts with “pure information,” thinking of the operational world of matter.
“Until recently, scientists have recorded mass and energy as the primary building blocks of nature,” says Bishop. “Now, some are beginning to regard information as the basic currency of reality. This may be following a trend in science that stretches back over 2000 years.”
Understanding, or even perceiving, this “quantum information” may involve new and unbeknownst factuality that “the reality of it may either be foreign to our way of thinking or even conceptualizing that this is the closest we can get at this point” (p. 205). “…there may be no way we can have uncompromised access to this external reality and it may not actually exist until we come to the end of a long line, if uncalmable, questions about what it is” (p. 206).
Encounters of UFOs and aliens could be depicted here?
Joshua Cutchin readily agrees with some of the other thirteen authors and commentary, saying that present-day “science” is still too hindered by decrypted “materialism” constraints, referring to its recognizing and equipping itself with the growing discoveries of parapsychology ad quantum-physics ‘discoveries.’
“The most obvious repercussions of a belief in telepathy is how it normalizes a host of other psi phenomena in a domino effect,” says Cutchin, “which in turn bursts the perceived N&B/ETH Ufological monopoly…one point on a robust spectrum of psychic doctrine” (p. 53).
Remnants of such a human endeavor were the $20 million Stargate Project, telepathy-work by Rupert Sheldrake, Daryl Ben of Cornell University and Alex Tsakiris who also directed us to a new paradigm of investigations.
“It is novel to declare that we shouldn’t feel ashamed at this interpretation,” says Cutchin. “It is novel to predict that one day this science will look a lot more like our science” (p. 160). “…the materialist paradigm will fall apart given time, and consciousness studied is the proverbial star to which ufology should hitch its wagon. The study of UFOs and alien abduction has zero obligations to an N&B/ETH model” (p. 62).
Ryan Sprague also concurred with this growing line-of-reasoning:
“This expansion of awareness needs also to be explored,” says Sprague. “Even to scratch the surface of the UFO enigma, we must remove part of the mentality that we are dealing purely with nuts and bolts, part of the notion that the key to the UFO phenomena lies in physical analysis” (p. 182).
Many of the UFO witnesses Sprague interviewed spoke of feeling like “their reality was somehow altered in the moment…this passage between established and newfound realities is where UFOs seem to float, hover, zip, coast, appear and disappear in and out of ambiguity” (p. 183).
Dr. David Clarke taunts in his 2015 book HOW UFOS CONQUERED THEWORLD, Sprague points out, that the UFO syndrome and culture itself feeds the phenomenon and the perception of it “in an endless feedback-loop between stories passed down through media and genuine experience” ( p. 186).
All of the writers utilized for this book urge a fresh and reconstructed ‘methodology’ aimed at building reliable evidence but based on a totality of a growing and modern science voided of the “gas lighting” of bias and 19th century methods.
 “This approach is consistent with a view that our society has transitioned from ‘modernism’ to ‘post-modernism’ to ‘metamodernism’…The unwillingness of UFO zealots to conform in any way with scientific methodology with regard to testing claims within the community negates them as sources of reliable information about the subject” (p. 15).
“The term ‘gaslighting’ comes from the movie, and so its definition is rather specific: when a person lies for their own gain to another person so repeatedly and with so much confidence that the victim begins to doubt her own sanity. And, as the film puts it, a bit of Stockholm Syndrome develops as well: The victim, now uncertain that she can perceive reality correctly, becomes dependent on the gaslighter, more attached to him than ever.”