Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Christmas Forever

 "I find of late I have very little choice in the matter of expressing emotions. I can drink or I can weep, and drinking is so much more subtle.....
  Someone should remind her that Christmas is more than barging up and down department store aisles and pushing people out of the way. Someone has to tell her that Christmas is another thing, finer than that. Richer. Finer. Truer. And it should come with patience, love, charity and compassion. That's what I would have told her if she'd given me the chance.
  I don't know how to tell you Mr.Dundee. I don't know at all. All I know is that I'm an aging, purposeless relic of another time, and I live in a dirty rooming house on a street filled with hungry kids and shabby people, where the only thing that comes down the chimney on Christmas eve is more poverty.
  You know another reason why I drink Mr.Dundee? So that when I walk down the tenements I can really think it's the North Pole and the children are elves and that I'm really Santa Claus bringing them a bag of wondrous gifts for all of them.
  I just wish Mr.Dundee, on one Christmas, only ONE, that I could see some of the hopeless ones, and the dreamless ones....just on one Christmas, I'd like to see the meek inherit the earth."

                The great Art Carney giving voice to the great Rod Serling 52 years ago on the episode 'Night Of The Meek' on The Twilight Zone, in glorious black and white.  Peace on earth everybody.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012


             Let’s hit the ground running since we’ve got ourselves a tiger by the tail tonight my world-in-the-crosshairs reactionaries.  Greetings yet again and salutations after far too long a stretch of maintaining radio silence.  It seems the Dog days of summer have birthed yet another (Siriusly) psychic squall to rouse us from our lethargic slumbers.  (Historical note: July 23rd marked the Egyptian and Sumerian New Year, when the occult links were strongest and the veil was the thinnest for communication between the Earth and Sirius, the Dog Star, which rose from behind our sun on that date. These “dog days” run from then until September 8th, when the last rituals to Sirius are performed.  And here you were wondering why the Bohemian Grove met when it did, you puny useless eater.)  You may think this is crazy talk, but that’s beside the point, because this world is entirely about people who think NONE of this is crazy, not the ceremonies, not the robes, rituals, and Devil worship.  Not even the trafficking of drugs and child flesh for fun and profit.  And by fun I mean murder.  

              “Crackin’ Up/Like a worn out shoe/Not wet/But the world leakin’ through…”
                                                                                                                     Nick Lowe
                In the fraying aftermath of the Aurora shootings, loose threads are everywhere, frantically being picked up and run with by hordes of homegrown detectives vaulting the battlements with storylines the MSM won’t touch, where an orgy of weirdness gets harder and harder to “coincidence” down the memory hole.  The psychological back flips one has to engage in order to constantly repeat “there’s nothing going on here” aren’t sustainable to any rational, cognitive person. And the signals coming through this slate gray cloud of noise are strangely familiar, and ominous, filled with a perverse, dark electricity.  Like thunderheads building on this anxious, long, hot summer’s day that’s suddenly become our lives, increasingly they seem as portents to something far more wicked that draws us ever closer into its decaying orbit.  We are pitched and thrown from the shallows to the deep end of the night, where a single thought nags:  What if this James Holmes is the proverbial canary in the coal mine?  Just one of the multitude of never-ending vanguards to pick up on and amplify these dark satanic energies put forward so profitably, so callously, by the Christopher Nolans of the world, and that are gradually, psychotically, terraforming us all?
                This is the same “strategy of tension” you see exhibited in Operation Gladio; in the white paper authored by the Army War College called the Revolution in Military Affairs, which has the psyop fingerprints of pedophile Satanist Michael Aquino all over it.  Is Operation Northwoods revamped and in effect?  This same domestic terrorism M.O. is repeated over and over again down through our history, charted in the stars and written in blood by the same cadre, the same names popping up.  Terrorize the population with shootings, bombings, lone nuts, psychopaths, until we beg for them to save us or they have an agenda to implement. Every false flag orchestrated years, even decades, in advance.  Something so monstrous in scope it’s incomprehensible, laid out before a populace that plans nothing, that can’t envision anything beyond the next quarter, if that.  The stay-behind fascistic Operation Gladio by the way, remained a secret for roughly four DECADES for those of you who maintain the party line of “you couldn’t keep something so big a secret” or “someone would’ve talked.”  Look it up.  Hungry for some more connections?
                How about this Times of India headline: Mumbai shooters found with injectables of PCP and LSD in their backpacks. Can’t ya smell that smell of a real life Treadstone, with a bunch of Pakistani ISI Jason Bournes running amok? Total mind control, MKUltra. All these wet ops are the same and we can trace the oily fingerprints of the intelligence/military/industrial complex to every single one.  Pick a starting point of Charles Whitman, the Texas tower sniper.  As a marine he received training by the shadowy Naval Enlisted Science Education Program(NESEP), an intelligence entity. Whitman took an “exam” and went before a “selection committee” before being chosen for this engineers scholarship that had him headed to UT.  Was he being groomed?  Let’s move on to the Zodiac. Whoever he was had extensive links to the Presidio as well as spooky mind control wellsprings at Vacaville and Atascadero hospitals where Governor Reagan opened the legal and extra-legal floodgates for people like Jolly West to spearhead neuroscience experiments on captive prisoners.  Unabomber Ted Kaczynski was revealed to be a victim of the social engineering of MKUltra while attending Harvard, set up by his mentor/handler Dr. Henry A. Murray.  His “manifesto” went to great lengths to portray the fragility of the individual up against the power of a mysterious “system.”  He was actually trying to expose the fact that the individual, through widespread mind control, is being destroyed and played by a very real Constitutional threat to our whole society, the same “working” that was applied to him as a sixteen year-old child.  Secret agendas advancing “truth” by sacrificing countless lives is nowhere near Constitutional.  Who’s crazy now?
                Nearly all “lone nuts” and budding terrorists show earmarks of being handled, groomed, and protected before being sent out to put a hex in every household.  Manson, Harris and Kleybold, the Mumbai shooters, Tim McVeigh, the D.C. snipers, Virginia Tech shooter Cho Seung Hui(photographic proof in that case that was immediately scrubbed from the internet - see above.)                   

                And now James Holmes.  We’ll get to the particulars of all those others down the road apiece, but let’s focus for now, while the iron is hot, on the latest Joker.

                “Well one of these days my anger/get the best of my soul/And in one desperate moment/I’m gonna dig me a hole/I’m gonna lie down in it/And let be what will be…./And when the mornin’ sun rises/There’ll be no one to mourn for me.”                         John Mellencamp
                 Something seemed off from the very beginning when all witnesses from every theatre that night were rounded up posthaste, taken to a nearby high school, and DEBRIEFED.  Debriefed? Processed maybe? Just what exactly does that entail, and why hasn’t that ever happened before?  Does everyone(actor?) need to be on the same page?  Do they need to be admonished that they didn’t see what they thought they saw?(multiple shooters).  Shades of Dealey Plaza. “What you heard were echoes….ECHOES!”  Or eyewitness Sandy Serrano at the Ambassador Hotel being browbeaten by FBI that she had most certainly NOT seen a girl in a polka dot dress along with an unidentified man descending an outside fire escape in the aftermath of the psychedelically expansive RFK killing.
                Then there remains the troubling multiple witness accounts of multiple shooters.  The smoke bombs being thrown from two different sides of theatre 9 simultaneously.  Holmes’ car having Tennessee plates and then the cops were mistaken because both Tennessee and Colorado have mountains on their plates.  So the cops immediately misidentified their own state’s plates? Who does that?  Holmes’ mother upon notification of her son’s actions claiming “you have the right person,” a statement she’s since renounced, although ABC steadfastly stands by their report and all its implications, stating there was no syntax confusion at the time whatsoever. Since then the parents’ silence is bizarre. Total cooperation with authorities has been the order of the day.  No visits to see the son if only to ask “why?”  No courtroom appearances.  No showing of love or support of any kind.  Even friends and acquaintances past and present have stopped talking.  I think the parents are terrified and have been warned to shut the frak up so their son can spend the rest of his life in the nut house instead of being suicided.  I think this op didn’t go quite according to plan and, much like the Penn State affair, everyone who is in direct contact with this is in mortal danger.  Given the recent multiple gag orders by the judge, this is going to be very tightly controlled. 
                 Move on to the bizarrely drugged/nodding off/sleepy/catatonic court appearance of Holmes himself, eerily reminiscent of Sirhan Sirhan.  Add this to the recent disclosure that he took 100mg of Vicodin prior to the massacre.  What other drugs he’s been force fed before and after the attack remain unknown, although his psychiatrist could presumably go a long way in answering that, since she, Dr. Lynne Fenton, was reprimanded in 2005 by the Colorado Board of Medical Examiners for wrongly prescribing drugs for herself, her husband, and an employee.  These drugs, prescribed after she was Chief of Physical Medicine for the U.S. Air Force in San Antonio, were Vicodin, Xanax, Lorazepam, and Ambien. What a sweetheart.  No way could this model doctor be compromised, I’m sure. Even as you read this all evidence of her past and CV is being scrubbed from the web.
                There’s also the matter of the mysterious notebook Holmes sent to her just prior to the massacre, which I’m sure the judge’s two aforementioned gag orders will go a long way towards suppressing into oblivion, along with every other relevant nugget of truth that might inadvertently slip out.  Because, like children, we have to be protected from all those inconvenient facts by our faithful superiors.  They only have our own best interests at heart you know.  
                We know Holmes was studying neuroscience and temporal illusions, but we also now know that in 2006 at the age of 18 he worked at the Salk Institute at UC-San Diego, a place that for 24 months had been partnered with the Pentagram’s DARPA in research for the Peak Soldier Performance Program, using brain/machine interfaces for battlefield use, including bionics and implantables.
                Also add this strange information from the sometimes dubious WhatDoesItMean.com:
               “Most important to note about James Holmes, however, this report says, is that his father, Robert Holmes, was said to have been scheduled to testify within the next few weeks before a US Senate panel on the largest bank fraud scandal in world history that is currently unfolding (LIBOR) and threatens to destabilize and destroy the Western banking system. Robert Holmes, whose "blueblood" family links go back to the Mayflower, is known throughout the global banking community as being the creator of one of the most sophisticated computer algorithms ever developed and is credited with developing predictive models for financial services; credit and fraud risk models, first and third party application fraud models and internet/online banking fraud models.”   Is it apparent that the Establishment doesn’t appreciate the elder Holmes being a whistleblower so they offer up his son?  Was the younger Holmes just unlucky enough to be caught up in a multi-generational “bloodline” family? Just another version of Jon Benet Ramsey in this fractured fairy tale.  Another version of the truth. The one where children are experimented on, and sacrificed.  

                Then consider this from Ground Zero Media:
                According to his LinkedIn profile, James Holmes’s father, Dr. Robert Holmes, who received a PhD in Statistics in 1981 from the University of California at Berkeley, worked for San Diego-based HNC Software, Inc. from 2000 to 2002. HNC, known as a “neural network” company, and DARPA, beginning in 1998, have worked on developing “cortronic neural networks,” which would allow machines to interpret aural and visual stimuli to think like humans.
The cortronic concept was developed by HNC Software’s chief scientist and co-founder, Robert Hecht-Nielsen. HNC merged with the Minneapolis-based Fair Isaac Corporation (FICO), a computer analysis and decision-making company. Robert Holmes continues to work at FICO.
Robert Holmes brief bio at linked in states the following: “My educational background is in Mathematics and Statistics. My experience over the last 10 years at HNC and FICO has been in developing predictive models for financial services; credit & fraud risk models, first and third party application fraud models and internet/online banking fraud models.”
Management Experience: I am currently managing a team building Falcon Fraud Manager Credit card fraud models. I have also managed teams in the Telco and Identity Theft fraud areas.”
How interesting and coincidental is it that in the film The Dark Knight Rises Bane gets his hands on Software that is used to expose the fraud in Wall Street and literally guts the rich?
Robert Holmes is said to have developed computer algorithms that demonstrate predictive models for financial services; credit and fraud risk models, first and third party application fraud models and internet/online banking fraud models.
It is just too coincidental to not be eerily synchronistic. This software has been said to be able trace the Trillions of Dollars that have just vaporized into thin air. All of the spending in theory could be traced to the exact bank accounts of the elite thugs who have stolen it.
Now these Software insiders who may have information to nail corrupt officials have always wound up being fingered by intelligence agencies and many have died mysteriously.

Several years ago a system of software was developed called PROMIS, by a company called INSLAW. This was criminal tracking software that was used by the Defense Dept. and other agencies after they stole it from the maker and forced him into Bankruptcy and Jail, where he remains today.
Danny Casolaro was murdered investigating this case shortly after he came up with an “Octopus” conspiracy theory of how things operated in the highest circles. This software has been slightly modified by the CIA and secretly “slipped” into banking software that was exported out of our country for use by foreign and offshore banks.
The software was modified to track banking transactions instead and the information about the flow of finances throughout the world was now being monitored by the CIA or at least a few agents who wanted to find out where the money was going.
After this rogue CIA group got a hold of the information they then photocopied it and had it hand delivered to each particular congressman, senator or politician along with a note explaining to them that they no longer had their bribe fund and they had 24 hours to turn in their resignation or face public scandal, humiliation and possible criminal charges if they refused.
Just prior to the shooting in Aurora Colorado, where James Holmes the son of Robert Holmes the software developer allegedly killed 12 and injured over 50 others a scandalous report was issued in the United kingdom about the LIBOR scandal where it has been discovered that much of the wealth held by the so called 99 percent is being held in offshore accounts far away from the taxman and that there is software that is now being used to track and expose those who are abusing the system.
Makes you wonder if this is part of the PROMIS/INSLAW software or a modified version that is far more accurate and that the future is the exposure of criminal activity that would send the world into global civil unrest. Could it be that Robert Holmes was involved with the creation of such software models and that his son was programmed to kill in order to create a distraction from the fraud scandal that would rock the world?

                And all this without even getting to the second gas mask found far away from the immediate scene, as well as the weird spine board photographed underneath Holmes’ car at the scene. No evidence markers on it meaning it didn’t belong to Holmes.           

                 More filling in the blanks from Scott Creighton: 

                “Is it possible that James Holmes was set up? Think about this:
James Holmes goes out Tuesday night drinking and someone doses him. They do it early Wed morning so they have time in his apartment to set up those elaborate traps (how would James have known how to construct those anyway?)
They keep him drugged and off the radar till Thursday night when they go to the theater. They make sure to park in that spot, right next to the exit of the theater.
The assailant goes in, fakes the phone call, comes out, goes to the car where James is still drugged, gets the gear on, goes in and attacks the innocent civilians.
Then the assailant comes out the exit door, leans against it while dropping the gun and removing almost all of his gear with the exception of the mask.
He runs past the car dropping the gear next to it in a heap, opens the door with James inside, tosses the guns into the car, the shotgun has been there all along, and goes straight down the length of the building toward the corner, toward the camera, drops his mask directly under the camera, and heads off to the nearby street where a car is waiting (cruising slowly) to pick him up.
Holmes is reported to have been “meek” when arrested. This might also explain why he wasn’t shot by police… he was incapacitated, incoherent, or generally not a threat.”

                  Add all this to the latest facts of the official story now changing to he was drugged when they found him already in the car. He. Was. Drugged. When. They. Found. Him. Already. In. The. Car.  Straight from the police transcripts they see Holmes in the car, then look in and see weapons.  It continues from earlier when an officer says someone needs to check the report of a guy in the back parking lot wearing a gas mask, when another officer asks “Is that the dude in the white car nearby?”  Cop 1 in the audio actually says “I need a marked car behind the theatre, Sable side, suspect in a gas mask.” 
                  So they take him bodily out of the car. Unresponsive. In a gas mask.  According to the Washington Post timeline police response time was between 60-90 seconds.  Think about this.  Does this make any sense? He launches an assault where he’s tossing canisters and firing at will, then in the minute and a half it takes the cops to get there he gets the urge to take a nap? The spine board would be needed because when they first came upon him he was unresponsive/incapacitated. And one final thing: like some spooky Oswald doppelgangers calling down the years, exactly how many James Holmes’ are there?

                  “Life is an abstraction and it tries to fool us all/And it’s workin’ so far it seems/ Brother against brother this world is such a mess/ Behind the drawn curtains/ So our thoughts can not be seen…”         John Mellencamp

                   In the possibly related old news dept. it looks like RFID chips are hands off for the TV show Mythbusters, thanks to more benevolent superiors at Visa, Mastercard, AmericanExpress, et al. This from several years ago now and courtesy of Gizmodo: “RFID chips are super cool because those little buggers can beam things wirelessly. The guys at Mythbusters totally thought so too and wanted to make an episode about how trackable and hackable RFID chips were. Sounds amazing! Everyone would've learned more about the technology that's invisibly invading our lives. But, nope. Credit Card companies banned 'em.
Specifically, it looks like the lawyers of Visa, American Express, Discover and all the other bigwig debt slurpin' credit card companies got in immediate contact with Discovery (the network that airs Mythbusters) and told 'em if Savage and crew did the episode, the credit card companies would pull its advertisements and commercials from Discovery. Discovery caved and the RFID episode was axed.”                                                                                                                                                 One can only wonder what they were so anxious not to disclose in the wider media about this tech and its multiple human applications, and what’s been achieved in the meantime, in the shadows.
                See ya next week when we’ll turn over some more stones and correlate some more weirdness to this long, hot summer.  Same Bat time. Same Bat Channel.        

Tuesday, February 14, 2012


                “There’s the scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein of life, and our duty is to unravel it, and isolate it, and expose every inch of it.”             Arthur Conan Doyle,  A Study in Scarlet


              A most cordial welcome back to this ever-revolving nocturnal arcade; let’s scatter some pre-emptive seeds to the wind and see where it leads us in our thankless quest for connections and pattern-recognition. Firstly let me apologize for the length between these posts, but to paraphrase Jeff Goldblum’s character in the ’78 Invasion Of The Body Snatchers, I choose each word individually. I hope to always make it worth your while.
 These are the times I feel like Rorschach from Watchmen, in the cold, rainy wee hours weighing bodies, factors, motives; waiting for a flash of enlightenment in all this blood and thunder. Collating dates of death with celestial and sidereal markers and points on leylines; where down through the centuries does it all coalesce, that diaphanous realm where Jack the Ripper, Aleister Crowley and the Zodiac connect with Monsanto, chemtrails and morgellons? What were, and are, they trying to effect on this world, what monstrous working? Because first and foremost, there’s always a plan. And they’ve possessed the chaos maps charting our deconstruction for a long, long time.

Now let’s try to make some kind of noise about the unfolding ritual abuse in Happy Valley as it continues to be both a conspiracy and travesty of silence. We’ll make other whistlestops on this night train, but let’s start again with the horror that came to Penn State, and track it back to see just how deep and elite a rabbit hole this is. And due to his improbable recent primary victories, let’s get started with Rick Santorum, Phil English, and pedophiles. First of all, think about it, there’s zero way a figure as marginal, inconsequential, and totally bereft of all substance as a Santorum would be being pushed as anything more important than dogcatcher without there being an incredibly easy way to destroy him. Read: dirt. This is how the game is played at this level. Follow our preset agenda or else. We’ll make you, but you’re ours. Our mouthpiece, facilitator, implementer. This is how the agenda gets furthered decade after decade whether or not there’s a Republican or a Democrat in the catbird seat. It’s also exhibit number one in the hows and the whys of the Clintons and the Obamas of this world popping up out of nowhere to ascend. This is not to say Santorum is a shoe-in; heck, he may be only the default setting while we wait for the fresh hell that is Jeb Bush, but as for the dirt, listen up as the closet door to the dank basement creaks open. Take my hand and you’ll be fine. I think. Make sure you're grounded with plenty of stakes, garlic, and holy water; we're hellbound for the inner sanctum.

This will merely be illustrative as to how much filth is besotting all these creatures at this level. Santorum happens to be particularly fitting for our purposes as his slide along the abyssal trench starts in Pennsylvania. Freshman Ricky Santorum starts the Penn State College Republicans in 1977(the same year Sandusky founds Second Mile) with one Phil English, a truly loathsome Jabba-the-Hut-type perv who would go on to become congressman from Erie, Pennsylvania from 1995-2009 after he was arrested in Erie in the 1980’s for soliciting sex with an underage African-American male.

 After the arrest he was hauled to mayor Louis Tuillo’s house in handcuffs at 2 a.m. Tuillo, virtually a feudal lord there for over two decades, made a deal that English would get out of town immediately and never run for public office again in return for the event being disappeared. This could be the reason English only ran for state treasurer in 1988 after Tuillo’s death. Anyway, English remains a tried-and-true cohort of Santorum’s in the Pennsylvania circle of friends.
According to former NSA officer Wayne Madsen, one of the very few professionals left in this country that can actually still be construed as being an investigative reporter, Santorum along with two other senators, engaged in the recruiting/selecting of young, all-male staffers out of “diversion programs” (such as Sandusky’s Second Mile) to serve as “pages;” which of course also meant being handed out to the 40% of Congress that Barney Frank threatened to “out” as users of such services unless the investigation into his underage homosexual prostitution ring was nixed forthwith. Anyone remember the Mark Foley scandal? Now you get the picture. The other two senators by the way? Jim Talent of Missouri and George Allen of Virginia. All three just happened to be subsidized from 2006 and prior by Larry Craig, Idaho Republican. The same Craig that was arrested June 2007 at the Minneapolis-St.Paul airport for soliciting sex from an undercover police officer in the men’s toilet. Just like Santorum, Craig was generous in his financial support for troubled youth “diversion” programs. Are you beginning to see a pattern?
 Last summer, MSNBC hired former Pennsylvania Governor Ed Rendell as commentator. Interesting because Rendell, along with former Governor Tom Ridge and current one Tom Corbett, (also the commonwealth’s former Attorney General) have been accused of covering up the pedophile scandal in Happy Valley. According to latest Pennsylvania news reports, Rendell also covered up an underage prostitution scandal in Harrisburg involving not only the state Supreme Court but also his own governor’s office. Corbett, in an unusual move, also attended the 11-9-11 Penn State Trustees’ emergency meeting. Why the Governor would impose himself on such a meeting has yet to be explained over three months later, but it certainly raises questions about Corbett’s previous role or non-role in the whole Sandusky affair.
Back to Santorum. In 2002 he awarded Sandusky a “Congressional Angels in Adoption” award for his work with the Second Mile, this AFTER Sandusky had been already accused of more than five molestations. Does anyone begin to get that feeling of the hairs standing up on the back of your neck yet? That basic instinct that there’s something huge going on just out of the range of our vision? Before corporate vampires like Louis Freeh(Ruby Ridge, Waco, OKC Bombing), Lanny Davis(Iran-Contra), J.Sedgwick Sollers(more Bush Sr./Iran-Contra shenanigans), and Merck murderer Ken Frazier(Vioxx, Gardasil, don’t get me started) were brought in to cap the info-gusher, this is what we learned, and these are the biggest clues that there’s something bigger going on:

-                      At least two non-profit organizations were “trading” kids with the Second Mile, the New York-based A Better Chance and the New York-based Fresh Air Fund. The Better Chance org started with the trades in 1988 and went through 2001. The Fresh Air Fund went from the late 70’s until circa 1995. What exactly all this entails, thanks to Freeh and Co., will probably never be known, but the speculations tend toward the ominous.
-                      The hellish legal confluence itself of Freeh, Davis, Sollers, Frazier, et al to represent Penn State and particulars point to the fact there’s something so huge to hide that only the sleaziest, lowest, most battle-scarred reptoids can get it done.
-                      When State Police were brought in to collect and collate all the Second Mile records, they and Second Mile board members were “shocked, shocked I tell you” to find that all records from 2000-2003 had vanished without a trace. Not quite so shockingly, these records contained the all-important travel and expense accounts. Shades of Gary Caradori and the missing Franklin Scandal dossier.

-                      The missing-and-presumed-dead D.A. Ray Gricar (who refused to press charges against Sandusky in 1998 despite numerous witnesses, recordings, and copious evidence), his water-logged hard drive, and the fact that in the days before he disappeared in 2005 he was explicitly researching “how to wipe a hard drive,” according to internet searches on his home computer. Was he complicit himself in 1998? Was he bribed? Threatened? Did he go along for 7 years until he decided he couldn’t “play ball” anymore? Had he been blackmailing them? The only thing that makes sense in this scenario is that he was someone who knew too much.
-                      Ousted PSU president Graham Spanier’s case continues to look more and more…..curious……the further he’s scrutinized. He was at the helm of the University of Nebraska when the Franklin Scandal was up and running; he left as head of the Christian Children’s Fund in 1994 amid scandal pertaining to Richmond, Virginia whistleblowers uncovering huge accounting irregularities; less than a year later he shows up at Penn State. He’s the director of shadowy FM Global, the chair of the National Security Higher Education Advisory Board, and member of the National Counterintelligence Working Group. As a marriage and family therapist, he was the author of an in-depth study in the Archives of Sexual Behavior on the practice of mate-swapping or “swinging.” I quote, “this (brief) argues that swinging is a form of extramarital sexual activity which serves to define as good and acceptable a behavior that in other forms and in the past has been considered deviant or immoral.”  Oh, one last thing……..and I swear you just can’t even make up something this spooky……….he moonlights as a clown/magician, specializing in children's parties. Paging Stephen King….the top of my head just came off.


                “Would we, if we could, educate pigs, geese, cattle? Would it be wise to establish diplomatic relation with the hen that now functions, satisfied with mere sense of achievement by way of compensation? I think we’re property. I should say we belong to something:  That once upon a time this earth was a No-man’s land, that other worlds explored and colonized here, and fought among themselves for possession, but that now it’s owned by something:  That something owns this earth, all others warned off. Nothing in our own times has ever appeared on this earth from somewhere else so openly as Columbus landed upon San Salvador, or as Hudson sailed up his river. But as to surreptitious visits to this earth, in recent times, or as to emissaries perhaps, from other worlds, or voyagers who have shown every indication of intent to evade or avoid, we shall have data as convincing as our data of oil or coal-burning aerial super-constructions……Pigs, geese, cattle. First find out they are owned. Then find out the whyness of it. I suspect that after all we’re useful – that among contesting claimants, adjustment has occurred, or that something now has a legal right to us, by force, or by having paid out analogues of beads for us to former, more primitive, owners of us – all others warned off – that all this has been known, perhaps for ages, to certain ones upon this earth, a cult or order, members of which function like bellwethers to the rest of us, or as superior slaves or overseers, directing us in accordance with instructions received – from Somewhere else – in our mysterious usefulness.  But I accept that in the past, before proprietorship was established, inhabitants of a host of other worlds have – dropped here, hopped here, wafted, sailed, flown, motored -- walked here for all I know – been pulled here, been pushed; have come singly; have come in enormous numbers; have visited occasionally, have visited periodically for hunting, trading, replenishing harems, mining: have been unable to stay here, have established colonies here, have been lost here; far-advanced peoples, or things…….. ”                                    Charles Fort, The Book of the Damned    

              Add to this unholy mix the fact that ESPN is reporting Freeh’s investigation, you know, the one that promises to leave no stone unturned and will move Heaven and earth to get at the truth, has ZERO subpoena power. Pertaining to nothing I’m sure, Skull and Bones shambled to life as an organization in December 1912 at where you ask? Penn State University. And just a little over a month ago on January 10, Freeh held a closed-door meeting with PSU’s Faculty Council, telling them he would present his findings twice to a university Board of Trustees’ committee, for their “input,” before releasing it publicly. Only after making “revisions” to the report would it be released.
                Senior faculty members after the closed-door meeting all said Freeh repeatedly referred to the work he was doing on behalf of his “client,” the Special Committee of the Board of Trustees, chaired by Kenneth Frazier, Merck head.
                So how precisely is this in any way an independent investigation? This is exactly like the same old back room, business as usual that has found PSU winding up exactly where it is. Further enraging the senior faculty was Freeh’s disclosure that to enhance his already awesome null subpoena power, he will also refuse to give any polygraph tests in the course of his “investigation.” Perhaps next he could charter balloon rides with boxed lunches for all perps, maybe festive midnight submarine jaunts out of the country for non-jurisdictional waters or Argentina. One big perpy, pervy, guilty-party party.
                Two nights later on January 12, the Board of Trustees’ committee had dinner with the Faculty Council, a gesture that hadn’t occurred for at least a decade several professors remarked. What exactly came out of this hasn’t been disclosed but I think it’s safe to assume the three-course menu that night featured heaping portions of strong-arming, intimidation and “influence peddling.” Yum.


               See we ain’t after your money. You’re a taxpayer. We already got it.  We don’t even want ya to DO anything…in fact, just the opposite. All we’re askin’ is your INDIFFERENCE.  Just turn away, pretend it ain’t happenin.  Ain’t like ya gotta give up part of yourself…no important part anyway…….                                 Alan Moore, Brought To Light               


              So where are we after all this? Basically it’s limbo-time in ‘ole Pennsylvania. How low can it all go? We started with Rick Santorum, PSU alum, and worked our way through the labyrinth of what’s been going on there now; what basically started as a huge media-blitzed feeding frenzy has fizzled itself out by design. Whether the Sandusky trial can resurrect it remains to be seen, but everything’s in place for it not to. Because if you look between the lines and go far enough down this road, you’ll find a pedophile ring with ultra-powerful participants, such as elite businessmen, judges, police, and politicians trafficking in children across both state lines and every normal human moral boundary you can imagine. Evidence will disappear and people will die before this is allowed to come out. Both have quite obviously happened already. This is bigger than you can imagine, and it appears Pennsylvania has been a bad place and a critical wheel in this empire for a long time.
        Our recognition of and ability to combat this hinges on identifying what’s beneath the surface, and there lies a ritualistic, ancient pyramid of aligned sigils that mirror gods and black hole suns they worship that were eons old before the coming of Mesopotamia and the Fertile Crescent. We somehow have to overcome that societal tension they’ve encoded into our collective that compels us not to ask questions, not to step out of line, not to look beyond our fences for answers, because occult ritual sacrifice remains their religion and their cornerstone for creating this consensus reality we find ourselves ambered in. To paraphrase David Lynch's writing in Twin Peaks, is it easier to believe there aren't such things, and that people act like this on their own?
               Don’t forget the infamous False Memory Syndrome, perfect alibi and Satan’s little helper for every sleazy, sinister child molester since the early 90’s, began as a term coined by Peter J. Freyd and a bunch of CIA toadies and birthed at none other than the University of Pennsylvania. Tonight, in the perceived safety of your warm houses, try not to think about all of those troubling Santorum connections to a dark underbelly that he’ll never be asked about. Most frightening of all, try not to think an elite, multi-state pedophile, ritual abuse ring could be running a wimpy pedo puppet for President. Or why.
As they say, the past is prologue.

                     The Family That Preys Together

What do you get for pretending the danger’s not real/ Meek and obedient you follow the leader down well-trodden corridors into the valley of steel/ What a surprise, A look of terminal shock in your eyes/ Things are really what they seem/ No, this is no bad dream
The Lord is my Shepherd/ I shall not want/ He makes me down to lie/ Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by/ With bright knives he releaseth my soul/ He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places/ He converteth me to lamb cutlets/ For lo he hath great power, and great hunger……..           Roger Waters (SHEEP)