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Main State CCS Handler of “Shadow”? Extortion, death threats.

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My “Shadow”, arms dealer, puppet of his Handler for…?

A week before Christmas, on Tuesday 18 December 2018, I rang up a particular member of CCS (counterintel) in Main State and left a detailed prepared message about a minute long. I made that call about three hours after posting this:

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

The call was about the perpetual program I had been put on by Main State decades previously. That involved my “Shadow” who had stolen my identity to do “legal” arms transfers to the Sinaloa cartel. I just wanted to discuss some options, still unvoiced, with someone.

As expected, that call wasn’t returned. I had planned on letting that message hang in the air, if you will, for some weeks, and then try again. But then, within hours, it all hit the fan. It’s not that I got a call back. Instead, impossibly coincidental things started happening. Let’s do a timeline:

  • The post linked to above was published on 18 December 2018 at 12:21 PM. That post is about my “Shadow” and my letter from Main State.
  • I call to leave a message at CCS of Main State at I think about 3:30 PM 18 December. This message, without naming my “Shadow”, was all about him, and they could ascertain from the info I provided his identity within minutes.
  • As my “Shadow” latter told me, it was within a few hours that his ex-flame sent a series of texts to him about me, wanting to know everything about me. We had never met and I had never corresponded with her, but she suddenly and with great urgency had to know everything about me. She even said that she and my “Shadow” should get back together again (she having been involved with him it seems since he stole my identity). She said they should buy a house together and move near me so as to get to know everything about me, repeatedly saying that she wanted to snoop around about me. She’s a Federal agent (GS-13 at the high end of that scale). He said that she hadn’t been in contact with him for ten years. But I know in discoverable format that they contacted each other at length in January of 2018.
  • I get a text from my “Shadow” on 18 December at 10:27 PM, baiting me about myself, saying that he hadn’t heard from me in a long time, though that is manifestly and in discoverable format a lie. It seemed dictated, and it surely was, as I find out, by her.
  • I wanted to sleep on this weird text from him, and did so for five hours, finally answering at 3:10 AM, now Wednesday, 19 December, only to comment that his text had interesting timing.
  • Some hours later again, now 10:28 AM on Wednesday, 19 December, my “Shadow” called me so as to ever so politely ask for my mailing address, the only contact info, btw, that I didn’t include in my message to CCS at Main State. But then that call continued with him (alone) getting super worked up for a full 2 hours 54 minutes and 14 seconds, all about my message to CCS at Main State which neither of us brought up but the important points of which we certainly discussed, almost like he was checking boxes about that message along with some other things. He again played the part of David Duke and praised Hitler and said that he himself wanted to kill Jews, he knowing that I’m Jewish though I am also a Catholic priest. The anti-Semitism thing took up most of those three hours. But he worked his death threat into it. We also talked at length about his straw purchasers in Hidalgo del Parral and the arms jamboree along the mountainside along Highway 15 in Sinaloa, about how the Consulate at El Paso went to get him in Mexico, about how many times he had shot both pistols and rifles at me through the years (arms dealers, ironically, are not necessarily good shots). And then the threats of extortion came, at length, in detail, merely needing some stooges to be paid off. It is to laugh if it weren’t so sad. I don’t care about extortion. I care about the 226,000 people slaughtered by the Sinaloa cartel alone. Anyway, throughout this conversation he was rifling through papers to read citations or titles of things in my own life he couldn’t possibly know about. It’s like he had talking points he had to cover given to him by someone else.
  • At 11:18 AM on Thursday, 20 December, I thought I should call the same CCS office of Main State so as to leave an update of what happened so coincidentally after I called the other day. This time the nice lady picked up.
  • While we spoke for the next 11 minutes, my “Shadow” sent me texts at 11:20 and 11:27 AM on Thursday, 20 December, inviting me to do some chainsaw work for him. “Chainsaw work.” Surely for the back yard of his safe-house, right? I didn’t answer. Maybe he wants to talk off the grid. I’ll think about it. I recall the “burn” on his arm (he called it that) which, now that he mentions chainsaws, looks awfully like a chainsaw cut (super deep) that one couldn’t provide to oneself as it just wouldn’t kick back in that way. It would be 90 degrees turned and not under the arm but on top.

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  • The 11:18 AM call to CCS continued, and the nice lady said that it was not good to speak on the phone about all this (no kidding!), and that she would hunt down a name and number for me to call, call me back up to give me that info, which I would then use to get a time and place safe to meet with someone cleared for this. No call back until this day. Again, none of this is affected by any shut-down.
  • At 9:30 PM still on Thursday, 20 December, my “Shadow” changed tactics and offered me monthly “donations.”
  • At 2:43 PM on Friday 21 December, I texted him “No,” that that would look like bribery from him or extortion from me. Just. No.
  • Nothing since, also still nothing from CCS even though the nice lady promised to call back right away.

Originally, all I was requesting is to have a chat about some options for the perpetual program I’ve been put on by Main State (that I knew about in 1992) and into which they further entrenched me with the help of the FBI (in 1996). To date I have not been able to voice those requested options.

What I picked up from this is that he was used for Fast and Furious, still has a handler for that op, and is running scared because of my contacting CCS, even though he is otherwise working on other stuff. It seems he desperately, at this point, wants to fess up with me about what’s gone down and what could happen. Doing something like that in an of itself would be dangerous for him. Again, just look at the cooperation Jason Chaffetz did NOT get from all those he subpoenaed to answer to his oversight committee on Fast and Furious. No one involved, from CCS down, is going to let the cat out of the bag. I know I can’t influence any of that, and my “Shadow” has already discredited himself enough to be thought of as a clown (very clever), but that’s NOT what my simple administrative requests are about. I’m hoping I’ll get that call back from CCS. Wait… wait… wait… sigh…

/// So, I just called CCS at 11:27 AM on December 28, 2018. No answer. So, there we are.

UPDATE: CCS tried to call back but I had shut my phone off for Mass. Tried again at 3:28 PM on December 28 and got through. Again, very friendly. This is involving lots of people, some of whom were taken out by the government shutdown. So, we’ll see what Pelosi has to offer to stop the shutdown.

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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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