So there I was, scanning The Huffington Post to get a sense of the latest propaganda, and all of a sudden I was just minding my own business, when BAM! The picture above came out of nowhere up and hit me in the cranium right between the eyes. And I was like “Wuuughghghghgh!” Sometimes reality hits you hard.
Now, the reason the picture knocked me back in my chair was not due to this man’s shocking behavior that shows Trump supporters are anti-Semites who use neo-Nazi hand signals. The cause of the interocular trauma was that I instantly recognized the guy.
The Mavi Marmara was a ship that led the 2010 attempt to break the Israeli blockage/stranglehold on Gaza. The ship was raided by Israeli commandos who were attacked by the passengers. Several passengers were shot, some died. Here is the Wikipedia page on the raid.
We are led to believe all these events are real. However the Israelis say their commandos were attacked and were defending themselves. The protesters say they were brutally attacked by the commandos after offering no resistance. But what if the event never happened? Continue reading “Was the Mavi Marmara Incident a Hoax?”→
The answer to this Jeopardy clue is ex-Illinois governor Rod Blagojevich. But there is possibly more being communicated here … I offer a prize to any reader who can spot it.
The prize? I haven’t figured that part out yet. I’ll do some quick shopping when someone gets it.
What is going on here at this blog is beneath the radar. Censorship in this country is pervasive, and even more so by the fact that people don’t realize that everything they see and read is censored. That’s really the only way effective censorship works.
Of course I am aware, as are so many others, of the smugness factor, how intelligent people like to imagine they are on top of things by virtue of attention to news and authority figures, perhaps even reading books to augment their by-stealth indoctrination. We learn to live with it, easily after a while, as we know that we can upend the world of any novice who follows evidence to its logical end. If that person finds one zombie to be real, one event to be a hoax, his world is upended, his stomach churns, and he either runs away in fear, or joins us.
Thus do we encounter the phenomenon by which people who imagine themselves up to speed refuse to look at evidence. They imagine themselves too sophisticated. That mindset breathes its own fumes, and a fire hose of truth cannot overcome those fumes. Such people go through their entire lives unaware of the basics of the deceptions around them, thriving on the feast of mock issues and fake politics that makes up our political economy.
But the people we work against are truly crafty and well-hidden, and know how to play the confidence game. In selling the 9/11 farce, for instance, they trotted out the magazine Popular Mechanics to reinforce every absurd lie. It’s a low-level checkout stand magazine that people have relied on for decades, and thus thought to be credible. It becomes an authority source. People behind public hoaxes are too crafty to simply tell a lie. They intend to make the lie stick. And for that they use subterfuge and fake authority sources.
Orlando Crisis Actor
These people, who we call “Intelligence” or “CIA” or “TPTB,” have minions of laborers on many levels. In the highly visible events, like Paris, Orlando or Dallas, they use fake witnesses and victims called “crisis actors.” With that set of fakes I would have thought we met the lowest of the low, people who cannot generate even fake, much less real tears, people who set our collective skin crawling with their disingenuous emoting as green screens work behind them.
But there is a level lower than those clowns, called “trolls.” These are people sent out to muddy the waters as blogs like this try to clarify. Since turning away from party politics and other nonsense, we have outed quite a few zombies here, another one later today thanks to our friend Tyrone.
Typically, however, trolls don’t simply stop by and tell us we are wrong about this and that, or offer counter-evidence. Rather they seek to undermine and discredit.
So far, I have encountered two trolls. The first, Michael Hamilton, is innocuous enough. Twice now he has sought to undermine exposure of a zombie by asserting without evidence the relative height of the people involved.
“A problem with saying Bill O’Reilly is Bobby Fuller is the fact that O’Reilly is a big guy (height 6’4”) whereas Bobby Fuller is said to be 5’11 (and seems to about the same height as other band members)”
and …
“Also, Duane Allman is said to be 6’1” and Lemmy Killmeister is 5’10”.”
That’s fairly typical of a low-intellect partisan at a sniping site, to rely on one obtuse piece of information in a sea of evidence and to claim that it is a torpedo that sinks the ship. The only reason why I suspect Hamilton to be a troll is that he appears and disappears and when challenged, never offers sources for his “evidence.” How tall am I, you might wonder? I dare you try to find out on the Internet, and the same can be said for anyone we have exposed here.
This morning I received a more practiced troll. He calls himself Josh Miletta, and offered the following:
Some of the spooky YouTube channels peg Lennon as having transitioned into Steve Jobs. Might be worth a look. I mean, did some shlub pioneer a computing revolution from his garage (American mythos), or was it perhaps the military-intelligence complex that was 75 years ahead of the game?
Also of interest is JFK becoming Jimmy Carter (James Earl Carter to boot… gotta throw that royalty link in the name), Jim Morrison to Rush Limbaugh, and Heath Ledger to Michael Grimm. BTW, his wife ‘Lucy Grimm’ lets the cat out of the bag as she appears to be played by Heath’s ‘widow’ Michelle Williams. Compare interviews of Michelle and Lucy, it’s enlightening.
We could unravel this ever knitted ball of yarn until we croak; the real work is inspiring and leading the extraordinary number of people who are aware of the pathetic lies they are fed. Their numbers are astounding but they are meek. They are born of propaganda, crushed and deformed by it, inured to it.
Now that’s more like it! The object then is not to challenge us, dispute us, show us wrong, but to pretend to join us and surround us with noise. Then by association we are all discredited. That is how Intelligence works. They undermine, sneak around in the background, work the angles, but never directly confront anyone who is on to their game. I might, just a bit, respect their guile, but I despise their dishonesty.
Said to be Chiarini, but with spooks, who can know?
So, for the record, John Lennon did not become Steve Jobs, JFK was never seen again after 1963, Jim Morrison has not, to our knowledge, reappeared, nor has Heath Ledger. These ideas have not a shred of evidence to support them. The man behind most of this silliness is Ed Chiarini, aka “Dallas Gold Bug,” and he is most likely an Intelligence operative sent to muddy the waters, and cause a heap of scorn on honest researches. He’s been undone here.
I have left Hamilton alone, as he strikes like a mosquito and is easily rendered ineffective. The Miletta foray means that someone has taken note of this blog, and that there will be further thrusts in the future to undermine our work. I trust that people who practice and work with evidence will stick to evidence, and ignore those who don’t provide it.
I was messing this morning with two images, one of Timothy McVeigh and the other of Paul Wysopal, the FBI agent in charge of “investigating” (read “covering up”) the fake Orlando event. The likenesses between the two are striking. This does show the value of running facial comparisons side-by-side, as there are fatal differences between the two.
In other photos, as in the one to the left, taken before McVeigh’s fake execution, he has a small Cupid’s Bowed upper lip, just as does Wysopal. However, the skull size on the two men is different, and without running the faces side-by-side, it is easy to see that Wysopal’s ears are at least an inch higher than McVeigh’s. Too bad, as Wysopal is appropriately advanced in age to be McVeigh. But no cigar.
The comparison was so intriguing, and yet showed that we merely have two different men, each involved in a large public haox, who only strongly resemble one another. Given the spooks’ affection for twins, however (see McCartney, Oprah, Elvis), I suppose anything is possible.
Everything I have learned this past year or more about public mythology and fake deaths has helped me realize that another man was a fake, an intelligence asset. Gore Vidal was allowed to interview Timothy McVeigh prior to the staged execution, and reported back to us in Vanity Fair, it too now exposed as a spook operation. Vidal likened McVeigh to the character Iago in Shakespeare’s Othello, defiant to the end. And now we know why. There was no real end.
Vidal, by the way, assisted in a long-term intelligence goal, that of feminizing men, normalizing homosexuality, and blurring gender roles. His book Myra Breckenridge was groundbreaking in the push towards acceptance of transsexual identities, if such a thing even exists beyond power of suggestion. His staged confrontation with William F. Buckley in 1968 during ABC’s coverage of the Democratic Convention (“…you queer, stop calling me a crypto-Nazi or I’ll sock you in your goddam face …”) was probably the first time that a gay man was outed on national television. Buckley, we know, was an intelligence asset, having served in Mexico City during the Kennedy psy-op. Now it makes sense that the two of them were side by side, two asses, excuse, me, assets.
This is an aside, but positioning of ears on comparative faces is usually part of the match-up. But different ear positions is not a fatal blow in a comparison. Here’s an example of why not:
This is actor Will Smith – there is no doubt that we are looking at the same man in both images. But look at the ear height! Smith has been surgically enhanced, his ears lowered. And honestly, it’s a good move, as it makes him look more like a leading man.
These folks who are used in Hollywood movies undergo untold indignities. As one guy said about the Academy Awards, if a bomb exploded during the ceremony, we’d not be able to identify one corpse by dental records, as none of them have their original teeth. But then, my own teeth have been worked over too, as I was never happy with the set given me by my parents. So who am I to talk?
John Lennon liked to fuck with us. He was not a liberal or a peacenik, he was not wicked smart or deep. But he did have a crafty sense of theater about him. He knew how cool we thought he was, and handled that aspect of his public personality very well. He never let on who or what he really was.
The movie Let Him Be, which I have here, is a typical Lennon tease. The premise of the movie is that a young Lennon fan (who looks enough like Lennon to be his son) stumbles on a discarded recording showing an older John Lennon alive. He then searches for Lennon in an area north of Toronto where the tape was discovered. He finds a man who looks and sounds like Lennon, but is in the end disappointed. His girlfriend discovers that the Lennon-lookalike does not have bullet wound scars in his back. Therefore, not Lennon.
That’s a nice tease, as it plays with the idea that Lennon was really shot. But what if he wasn’t? I am so inured now the fake death that I imagine he had left New York that day, and viewed news coverage of his death from a safe hiding place and cracked jokes about it. They can fake death on TV very easily, as people imagine that everything they see on the news is true.
Mark Staycer
Typical of Lennon, Let Him Be is a switch inside a switch. We are led to believe that a man named Mark Staycer, a Lennon impersonator, is the star of the movie, and that they have fitted him with a face mask to look like him. But deep down, we are to suspect Mark Staycer is John Lennon dressed down so as NOT to look like Lennon.
As I said, Lennon does like to fuck with us. Mark Staycer is not Lennon. He’s misdirection. But there is in the movie a man who look and sounds an awful lot like John Lennon. His name in the movie is Noel Snow, but he is really John Lennon. Yes, Lennon too faked his death. (And no, he was not on the Space Shuttle Challenger that day either.)
But it was difficult to get a straight on shot of Lennon in the movie, as they went to great lengths to camouflage him. There’s nothing useful on the Internet. So I went to the movie, and took a picture of our TV screen as Lennon was singing, behind a large microphone of course. See below the fold for the results.
[Note 10/5/2016:] The replacement of Barbara Walters with Pamela Courson, done after Walters’ retirement and during the 1990s, might qualify as a “Mandela Effect” type event, but not a psychiatric hallucination. People who think they know Walters know the replacement, who has completely replaced the original in their minds. Pictures of the original woman, 87 if still alive, are contained within this post. Pamela Courson is currently 69 years old.]
This has been fraught with difficulty. Take a look at the photo below. It is said to be Barbara Walters with Muammar Gaddafi.
Indeed, that is the person we have come to know as Walters, but it is not the person who sat in that chair in 1989 with Gaddafi. The photo is from an ABC website highlighting her career. I cannot say with absolute certainty, but I think the head of the replacement Walters has been placed on the old body. While everything else in the photo is sharply defined, including her neck and sternum, her face is smooth, as if filtered. In 1989, she was 60 years old. Perhaps they merely airbrushed the photo to make her look younger, but I am more suspicious that the ABC tribute site to Walters was worked over so that the photos would agree with the present-day replacement, shown in the inset, Pamela Courson [who fake-died in 1974.]
Here are two photos that I know to be the original Walters. Further, as you can see below, I am quite certain that Pamela became Walters.
Pamela Courson, in case you don’t know, was Jim Morrison’s beard. She was hired to appear with him in public as his girlfriend. Later, when he was removed from view and sent to Paris, she also appeared in public with Morrison’s body double, the man seen to the right here. That is part of the job of a beard – to ease transitions. (Jane Asher was used in this manner, appearing in public with both McCartney twins.)
So here is the new Barbara Walters alongside the old:
It is a close resemblance. I can see why they chose Courson. But it is not the same person.
When did the switch happen? I thought that part would be very difficult, but it was not. The switch happened shortly before 1997. The screen grab below is from Walters’ Wiki page. You can see that along about 1997 she started getting awards like crazy.
The original Barbara Walters was nominated for two awards throughout her entire career. Pamela Courson-Walters was nominated 23 times since 1997. That is how it works – spooks like to promote spooks. Journalism awards, like journalism itself in this country, are fake.
The real Barbara Walters is 83 if still alive. Her replacement, Pamela, is now 69, and retired, a fake life well lived. It has been 42 years since her fake death.
One final note: The photo to the left caught my eye. It is said to be of Walters when she worked for NBC during the period 1961 to 1974. But it is Pamela. The microphone is a prop. This photo got me thinking that Courson might have transitioned right into Walters as early as 1976. Generally fake deaths are followed by a period of absence of maybe a decade or so. (Heath Ledger should be re-emerging in the next couple of years.) However, the Barbara Walters who worked for ABC in the 70s was the original. It is safe to say the switch was in the mid-90s, prior to all of her fake awards.
Just a side note here: I realize that a stranger walking in off the street and reading down below, for instance, that the OJ trial was all a hoax, that no one died, that no one went to prison, and that the participants were all actors … I know it is a lot to swallow.
I went through the same process when I learned, rejected, questioned and finally accepted that the JFK assassination was a similar hoax. It takes readjustment, and serious reevaluation of what we call “reality.” If it comes from TV, it is fake. Continue reading “OJTV”→
In the coming weeks this blog is going to have some revelations, some shocking, about people who supposedly died who are still with us. The first one will be the hardest, as the lengths that they have gone to in convincing us that John Denver died are extensive. I won’t have a smoking gun there, just a compilation of evidence, but lack of total certainty. We are only missing a body, a plane, and witnesses. You can judge for yourself.
Perhaps before moving forward on this stuff however, it might help if readers understood the concept of fake death. I don’t quite grasp it myself even as I know it is common. I see in the music business that a dead musician’s collection of work is worth 20X what it was when he was alive. Elvis, John Lennon, Denver, and recently Prince and David Bowie were probably economically motivated fake deaths. (John Lennon’s death had an added bonus of killing hope, as he was also publicly playing the part of a left-wing leader.)
Others have differing purposes, I suppose. John Belushi, it appears, merely wanted a quiet life, perhaps Robin Williams too. We should respect that decision. Fame can be a hard life. River Phoenix is still around, and I assume Heath Ledger as well. Since they fake-died at young ages, we should look for them in new cloaking.
It is the death and reappearance as someone else phenomenon that I am most curious about. I cannot pretend to understand it, but Bill Hicks (now Alex Jones) and Phil Hartman (Glenn Beck) seem to behave as employees being reassigned from one task to another. I don’t imagine they had the sway or power to decide for themselves to fake die, undergo plastic surgery, and reappear as right-wing icons. That means that in their original careers they were recruited, hired, assigned a certain part, and assured that fame would come to them if they played along.
And this is what is troublesome. It indicates that our celebrity culture is far more manipulated and contrived than we imagine. I know that in music our tastes are not our own idea, but rather given to us for us to imagine we stumbled upon. Apparently the same social phenomenon is at work in acting, comedy, and as we shall see, even political discourse done via TV and movies.
Is it all fake? Probably. I assume that Tom Cruise is gay, for instance, and all his marriages have been beards. I assume the same thing about Brad Pitt and Clooney as well. Bradgelina’s kids are surely hired actors. Are those two merely public beards for an incubator system for future stars? I would assume most famous marriages are fake, even Ellen and Porsha, that they are assigned partners in public and each night go home to separate lovers and homes. Is it like Caitlyn … all for show? Most likely.
That is celebrity culture, but the movement of people who have fake died into political punditry speaks of higher involvement and planning of our daily lives. I don’t for a second believe we have anything vaguely resembling an open society and free exchange of ideas, but prior to discovery of the true origins of Jones and Beck, I never imagined how contrived it all is. On the “other” side of that spectrum, I would imagine Thom Hartmann, for instance, is in real life a right-winger assigned the role of lefty talk show host. Controlled opposition is key. That is full spectrum dominance, even as narrow as our allowed spectrum is.
More fun ahead here. In looking over the blog roll, I see that it is tedious and predictable partisan politics and hashing out and misinterpretation of major staged “events.” Here it is going to be more fun. I have, for instance, a list of 60 or more “dead” rock stars from the late sixties and seventies whom I assume were either merely retired to desk jobs or obscurity without pay, but perhaps a few of them have been re-purposes to other high-profile gigs.
In other photos, as in the one to the left, taken before McVeigh’s fake execution, he has a small Cupid’s Bowed upper lip, just as does Wysopal. However, the skull size on the two men is different, and without running the faces side-by-side, it is easy to see that Wysopal’s ears are at least an inch higher than McVeigh’s. Too bad, as Wysopal is appropriately advanced in age to be McVeigh. But no cigar.
Everything I have learned this past year or more about public mythology and fake deaths has helped me realize that another man was a fake, an intelligence asset. Gore Vidal was allowed to interview Timothy McVeigh prior to the staged execution, and 
Pamela Courson, in case you don’t know, was Jim Morrison’s beard. She was hired to appear with him in public as his girlfriend. Later, when he was removed from view and sent to Paris, she also appeared in public with Morrison’s body double, the man seen to the right here. That is part of the job of a beard – to ease transitions. (Jane Asher was used in this manner, appearing in public with both McCartney twins.)
One final note: The photo to the left caught my eye. It is said to be of Walters when she worked for NBC during the period 1961 to 1974. But it is Pamela. The microphone is a prop. This photo got me thinking that Courson might have transitioned right into Walters as early as 1976. Generally fake deaths are followed by a period of absence of maybe a decade or so. (Heath Ledger should be re-emerging in the next couple of years.) However, the Barbara Walters who worked for ABC in the 70s was the original. It is safe to say the switch was in the mid-90s, prior to all of her fake awards.
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