Main State’s démarche Res ipsa loquitur My disillusioned naïveté. The darkest of existential peripheries laugh at mercy.

 

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Part I: A document came my way from Main State the other day bearing glad tidings. If I surmise correctly, the two trouble-makers I’ve been pursuing through the Inspectors General of Main State and Liberty Crossing Campus have been removed altogether, and a third with a laughable CYA appellative has been assigned to an equally CYA position of busy work. This tells me that our new Secretary of State, Mike Pompeo, has understood and acted in an appropriate manner. Good for him. I rejoice. My patriotism is confirmed and strengthened when I see moves made that help our country. Congrats.

Part II: However, that same document, having unprecedented detail, pushed me to dig out the 1992 letter I received from Main State and take a look at it again also based on other new information, and so with fresh eyes. That letter was occasioned upon my own discovery that someone had entrenched in what looks on the surface to be illegal activities between the USA and Mexico involving the newly developing cartels while using my identity.

Sarcastic digression: I beg the indulgence of any readers who read such things here. I know it’s odd. I know that writing on such things discredits me and makes me look like a fool. I know. But writing is my way of thinking, and I would like to figure out and stop the guy who stole my identity sometime after the mid-late 1970s. He was doing the Fast and Furious thing before it was “a thing”, doing arms transfers in my name to the Sinaloa cartel just when “El Chapo” Guzman was getting his start in extreme violent takeovers that would soon paralyze the Mexican people, police, military, government, politicians, crippling any chance of Mexico having a competing economy (that latter bit being the point for these USA in facilitating pre-Fast-and-Furious activities). Just the Sinaloa cartel alone is responsible for something like 226,000 murders to date: men, women, children, infants, babies, shot, chainsawed, thrown in vats of acid, burned to death, with some of the guns having my name written all over them, some of those bullets blowing people’s heads off their shoulders or cutting them right in half having my name written all over them. These are also the darkest of existential peripheries that no one goes into. I’m trying to do that. I’d like to put a stop to it. I’m so sorry for writing about it, offending delicate ears! Soooo soooorry! // off sarcasm. Actually, the great Jason Chaffetz tried go into these darkest of existential peripheries. He wrote some 250 pages about this in his congressional oversight report, and then resigned from toothless Congress: Jason Chaffetz’ final report.

Anyway: That person who stole my identity to do up arms transfers (who I call my “Shadow”) wound up in a maximum security prison in Mexico in my name. He appealed to me, of all people, someone whom he has shot at with dozens of rifle rounds through the years, to get him out of prison with bribes to be offered preferably by the Mexican Catholic hierarchy, like a Cardinal (this request being repeated ad nauseam). With me saying that there’s zero chance of that – that it’s not good to make the Church a puppet of some murderous cartel – Cardinal Ocampo was forthwith assassinated, pumped full of bullets with the weapons shoved into his chest. No accident there. Not that there’s a connection, but the aftermath investigations by these USA[!] protected the head of the cartel my “Shadow” (as I call him) was helping to arm, with the head of that cartel by all accounts, purposes and reconstructions seeming to be the one responsible for Ocampo’s death. Ocampo, by the way, was an outspoken critic of the cartels.

What I did, instead, you know, with my not yet disillusioned naïveté, was to call our Consulate in El Paso, Texas, in the early Summer of 1992, requesting that this fellow be transferred to a prison in the USA. Maybe that small mercy would help to bring him around. I’ve been going out into the darkest of existential peripheries before being a Missionary of Mercy, before Pope Francis made it “a thing.”

You would think that the Consulate in El Paso would have zero motive for helping this “Shadow.” He deserves what he gets, right? And the U.S. government would have no interest and no bargaining power to get a favor from the Mexican government for a mere criminal element. Why bother? But those at the Consulate – laughing I’m sure – realized the opportunity they had and gave the case over to Main State in Foggy Bottom, which surprised me, as stolen identities happen by the millions (16.7 million in 2017 alone), and, all things being equal, this singular case is not worthy of our very top government officials… right? It’s just one of millions… right?

The letter and the abbreviations:

Instead, at Main State, a two page letter was drafted and sent to me. It was signed by the Consul of the United States of America, you know, the one in charge of Consular Affairs (that’s a lot of consulates around the world) and FPP, which is the Office of Fraud Prevention Programs. That’s an odd set. But when you think of it, Consulates around the world are filled with FBI and CIA who work under all sorts of covers, you know, fraudulent identities. My “Shadow” was supposed to get his own false identity under which to work, but he just stole mine, since he knew at the time that I had all my ducks in a row, having just been overseas. The involvement of FPP isn’t to go after him or any of our agents; the FPP is meant to protect them. Not only did they not have him prosecuted, but they went to get him in his prison in Mexico using my intervention as an excuse, and then set him free on the streets of El Paso. I was also told that they wouldn’t help me stop any of his fraud with my identity documents such as passports and driver licences. They said they wouldn’t help me stop any fraud with any bank accounts. In fact, they insisted that they weren’t going to track him at all, but were instead going to track me on a perpetual program which I would immediately find out was interdepartmental. In fact, when I myself tried to renew my passport not long after, the FBI and Main State together entrenched me further into this perpetual program by giving me a false passport without me asking for it. In other words, a citizen in good standing had to give up his family and life circumstances (me being a priest) so as to favor the guy who stole my identity, my “Shadow.” That’s what FPP does for CA, Consular Affairs.

Back to getting my “Shadow” out of prison:

They did this on their own using my intervention as an excuse, but I was given a contact in Main State who was at the time the Acting Chief for OCS/ARA/CCS. This goes right to the top of the heap in Main State:

  • OCS – Office for Overseas Citizens Services (hand in hand with FPP above)
  • ARA – Bureau of American Republics Affairs, which became Inter-American [Republics] Affairs, and is now entirely reorganized
  • CCS – Office of Counter-Intelligence and Consular Support (INR/CCS). Get that? Counterintel and Consular Support? That also goes hand in hand with FPP and OCS and, in this case, “ARA.” CCS has a Director, a Deputy Director, a Consular Intelligence Coordinator, and… and… someone responsible for Foreign Disclosure and Démarche.

On the démarche thing, US Legal provides a description:

Démarche is a word coined by the diplomatic community. It refers to an oral or written diplomatic statement, containing a demand, offer, protest, threat, or the like issued by one country to another. Démarches often include threat of military consequence. They are usually precursors to hostilities or war or escalating diplomatic initiatives. For example, in September 1996, President Clinton issued a démarche to Iraqi President Saddam Hussein when intelligence reports showed troops massing along the border of Kurd communities.

In other words, in this case, a démarche would be made as to recovery of my “Shadow,” or else.

Upshot: I have a request of the Démarche coordinator, two requests actually. I’ll have to give that person a call sometime soon. Considering the result of Jason Chaffetz’ report, I realize I’m not going to get very far with the “Shadow” thing. But because all this is actually heating up right now in a number of ways, I would like to request a couple of things.

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2 responses to “Main State’s démarche Res ipsa loquitur My disillusioned naïveté. The darkest of existential peripheries laugh at mercy.

  1. James Anderson

    With all this going on and all your normal pastoral responsibilities, it looks like there is not much chance for another chapter of “Jackass for the Hour” in the near future.

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