We’re once again putting everyone through criminal background checks in the parish as required by the diocese via VIRTUS® and its partner STERLING. That’s the usual criminal background check for any and every (Arch)Diocese. The above are the full results of my regularly scheduled check. I was at the top of the list, you know, as an example for others in the parish. Quite thorough, as expected, but also curious.
OFAC? That’s an office within the U.S. Department of the Treasury. Here’s their own description from their own website:
What is OFAC and what does it do? The Office of Foreign Assets Control administers and enforces economic sanctions programs primarily against countries and groups of individuals, such as terrorists and narcotics traffickers. The sanctions can be either comprehensive or selective, using the blocking of assets and trade restrictions to accomplish foreign policy and national security goals.
Sounds like OFAC is a distancing effort of the ol’ desk for démarche at CCS at “Main” State (US Dept of State) at Foggy Bottom which at least used to be able to apply pressure to foreign countries up to the point of but not including an actual declaration of a hot war about which Congress would otherwise want a say for appearances sake. I have a relationship with CCS by way of DS in North Rosslyn, which forced upon me an unwanted doppelgänger fiasco way back in the mid-late-1970s. DS, of course, outranks DSS and OFAC (and, practically, momentarily, in crunch-time, the DoS and the Pentagon), and can force not only SSNs, alternative identities, passports, etc., but also DNA labeling. I do have a transgression for OFAC, perhaps, as I didn’t register as a foreign agent with the U.S. Consulate on Via Veneto in Rome when I was officially employed for the communications department of a foreign state. Sounds nefarious, but it was simply staffing, creating, producing and airing whatever program for Vatican Radio while salaried by Vatican City State with a direct deposit into a private account at the ultra-unregulated IOR, Vatican Bank. Tsk tsk. No one has held that against me either then or now. Must be something to do with the First Amendment. However, apparently, Vatican Bank had been investigating me for the financing of terrorism and international money laundering for a good many years. Lemme see… could it be because they’ve been doing up money laundering and the financing of international terrorism themselves? OFAC surely laughs. Although the OFAC search came out clean, I must have been purposely put under their radar, as for years and years, rather more seriously, Italy’s Department of Defense also wanted me working for their intel, as did their DIGOS/DIA. That ain’t gonna happen. Boring. My purpose in life is to get souls to heaven.
Social Security number: A good many years ago I found out how powerful a Social Security number is in the hands of any random person. While preparing to go to Israel and Jordan I asked my pharmaceuticals provider to give me some extra months of meds as it would take forever to get a doctor in the back deserts of the Middle East. The nice lady on the phone, having already had my Social Security number on file and up on the screen, pressed “ENTER” on her computer so as to search my SSN and in one second said: “Oh yes, I see you’re booked to land in Tel Aviv on […date…]. Let me get my supervisor’s approval.” That’s like… real-time tracking… Interesting… The SSA, on named servers, has followed the blog with some intensity. Yawn.
FBI’s CJIS: Some of the searches listed above likely include results clogging up a database of available research done at the FBI’s Criminal Justice Information Services in WV, which started following this blog on named servers when I asked rather incisive questions about some bomb threats, and also when I did up a brief analysis on the reach of Peter Strzok’s job shifting at the close of that rather tumultuous period of his life.
But there’s more to that criminal background research than meets the eye in my case. Absolutely included in this generalized criminal research are the results of a rather more incisive period of research on my life by the FBI. Relatively quite recently I was subjected to two months of intensive criminal research by – get this – fully five FBI national research centers scattered about the country – two months – all of these research centers concentrating on different categories of potential crime. I willingly brought this closest of all scrutiny upon myself by ratting out some criminals. I brought a case of… wait for it… probable embezzlement and money laundering which… because of the amounts involved… likely necessitated the financing of international terrorism to get get the job done. And… um… seems I was correct… as the case went forward, right to the top. We’re to pray for enemies, right?
If you’re an American citizen in good standing and a true Catholic you are disinvited to visit the United States Embassy to the Holy See.
Jn 3:16 is not the only 3:16 in the Bible. There’s Revelation 3:16, about God vomiting the idiots out of His mouth.
“But Father George! Father George! It’s just “Pride Month!” Get over it!”
Actually, this is more likely to be a thanksgiving to Pope Francis for his pro-homosexualist statements and his recent appointments of militant homosexualists.
It’s been my contention for many years that, say, the reason why Chicago, dumping ground of deadly drugs for, say, the Sinaloa cartel, has some of the most restrictive gun control anywhere ever, is that the politicos are given massive kickbacks from the sale of deadly drugs to the effect that law abiding cititizens are not allowed to protect themselves with their 2nd amendment God-given rights, but those on the street who sell the drugs, even if ultra-felons, even if arrested, are simply let go so that they continue their sell of deadly drugs as accompanied by untold numbers of murders. Follow the money.
Gun control only hurts citizens in good standing. Thugs and buffoons assisting the cartels love gun control, because they are not controlled by it. This is all proven exhaustively, comprehensively, repeatedly, year after year, decade after decade, century after century, millennium after millennium. Everyone knows it, including, say, the Department of Justice, including, say, INL in the Department of State, including, say, the Department of Homeland Security.
Oh. I forgot. The Disinformation Governance Board of DHS will deny everything written in this post and force shadow banning on any such opinions. They’ll say it’s a grey area. As I’ve always said, when anyone claims “grey,” a river of red blood is shed.
The FBI? Easy peasy. They’re good at following the money. They know who’s who:
But I hate to point fingers. That’s not fair.
You know whose policies are also helping cartels with drugs and human trafficking and sex trafficking, hurting these U.S.A.? Catholic Charities. Let’s see… remember this video?
I got a response about that video from Catholic Charities. The response was a mishmash of ambiguity about being happy to follow the direction of the bishops in these USA. So, a non-response. Whatrya gonna do, Father Byers, take away the 501(c)3 of Catholic Charities? ;-)
Only now do I find out that my most favorite State Department officer, now retired, the great Charlene Duline, is, as usual through the years, the benefactor of doggie-treats for Shadow-dog and Laudie-dog.
These pictures were taken a while back. I imagine I’ll have to get some new pictures soon. Snow!
A military intel officer of some 28 years, in field ops, but who also did up some work at DISA at Fort Meade across from the NSA, called me up from across the country the other day to ask what the deal was with my not answering his personal emails to me. I told him that I used to get his humor-meme emails all the time, but then they quit. And no recent personal emails at all.
Typical of the lifetime military intel field officers that I know, this guy is forever re-forwarding humor-memes in group emails. It’s humor therapy. Like any Geico commercial has it: If you’re a life-time field officer, having seen way too much for your lifetime, it’s what you do. Humor is a balm for the soul. Ask any VA volunteer with enough clearance to talk to these guys and they’ll tell you the same thing. Humor is essential. But the humor stopped coming my way, many months ago. Uh-oh.
I asked our intel hero if, after he had set up his group email, he had ever gone back in to the group email-setup to edit any of the addresses. Never, he said, not ever. While we talked I had him check my address. Someone had hacked into his email, went to that group list, changed just my address to something he wouldn’t question, but really quite different, both for the group list and for the general address list. In other words, our humorless hacker guy has been getting emails that were supposed to be sent to me, both memes and personal, from our hero intel officer for a long time. I didn’t even know these communications existed.
Hacking into other people’s emails – those associated with me – and redirecting them to an email address that looks like mine but is not? I’ve had plenty of stalkers in my life, but this is the next level of creepy. Of course, that guy can start playing me as well, answering real people as if he were me. CREEPY.
I’ve been dealing with stuff like this all my life because of what CCS at DoS in conjunction with DSCC in Rosslyn did to me a lifetime ago in favor of one of their field operatives who looks like me and who’s the same age as me, who has the same travels and languages as me. It was nothing against me personally (it never is), but it was just convenient for them at the time.
But this is not them. It’s all entirely different. And it crosses the line. This involves real people in my parish, national heroes, messing with them, gaslighting them, also stalking them because of me. That’s not cool.
So, here’s my request to DISA, NSA, CIA, FBI, DoS, DoJ, DEA and anyone who has ever been involved with me, hunt down this freak-boy hacker-stalker-guy and shut him down in favor of my 28 year military intel friend. Just a favor, tiny as it is. Thanks. It’s just tiny, you know, tiny, as in, like, tiny. Get it? Tiny?
According to Scamalytics (I don’t know if that’s legit or self-congratulatory), there, is, of a sudden, the most vaunted fraudsters and hackers around the world visiting ariseletusbegoing. Why? These guys have been subject to the courts and investigations by all sorts of agencies.
They are the best at extracting hard drives, flash drives, at following everything done on a computer, a phone, whatever device.
Most appear next to The Hague or over in Hesse. Whatever.
What are they interested in me. Maybe because I’m such a nobody. Maybe because they think they can find secret messages in “Flowers for the Immaculate Conception” – and indeed the Sacred Mysteries are often the subject of those posts and many others.
I knew it was dead serious trouble when the façade-of-niceness lady came to this particular church in the backsides of back ridges of Appalachia on behalf of the Atlanta, GA Census Bureau Regional Field Office, that is, on behalf of the Census Bureau quarters in Suitland, MD, that is, under powers of the Secretary for the US Census Bureau in Washington, DC.
Her first trusted Census Community partner in the region was yours truly. She wanted desperately to get her hands on info regarding our Latino community, it being that most of them are Catholic and, you know, I’m their priest.
The obvious question back to her without answering her Latino community questions was this: So, how much do you know about Gaming Theory? She was instantaneously livid with anger, controlled, but shaking, explaining, while gritting her teeth, that she had taken doctoral degrees in this area of statistical hell and from the Jesuits no less. Taking the opportunity of her off-kilter emotions, having caught her off guard, another question was put to her face about whether or not she had worked for the US ARMY’s DARPA *COMPASS* program, (a side note on war-games involving also individual citizens HERE). What with all the stats and spreadsheets in her business of the Census, the COMPASS program would have been a great C.V. line-item to fly up the ladder. Yes, she admitted: plenty of work for DARPA COMPASS.
:-) I’m so bad and evil.
The Yin Yang philosophy behind COMPASS also specifically uses religion not just as an indicator but also as an identifier, as we will read below.
Here’s a summary of COMPASS:
An emergent type of geopolitical warfare in recent years has been coined “gray zone competition,” or simply “competition,” because it sits in a nebulous area between peace and conventional conflict. It’s not openly declared or defined, it’s slower and is prosecuted more subtly using social, psychological, religious, information, cyber and other means to achieve physical or cognitive objectives with or without violence. The lack of clarity of intent in competition activity makes it challenging to detect, characterize, and counter an enemy fighting this way.
“The Collection and Monitoring via Planning for Active Situational Scenarios (COMPASS) program aims to better understand and respond to an adversary’s competition. COMPASS seeks to leverage advanced AI and other technologies to help commanders make more effective decisions to thwart an enemy’s complex, multi-layered competition activity. The ultimate goal of the program is to provide theater-level operations and planning staffs with robust analytics and decision-support tools that reduce ambiguity of adversarial actors and their objectives.”
More concisely:
Targets, including individual citizens of these USA, are subjected to baiting and gaslighting, even using violence, so as to fill out the AI algorithms needed for a more accurate usage of COMPASS, with sources being social, psychological, religious, information, cyber. The point is to allow field officers to effect an extra-judicial killing on you, you know, with a clean conscience, because AI told them to do it. That’s easy. It’s the new version of the devil made me do it.
As I proceeded to grill the nice Census Bureau lady about abusing the census for gerrymandering and perverting elections, she retreated into ambiguous obfuscation: there are talking points we were given on that. And that’s all she said about it. Pfft. You know, just my opinion, but the mid-level guys ought to send out better trained people than her. To wit: the very day Trump signed an executive order forbidding the Census Bureau from using data for gerrymandering, she resigned, as she told me in an email. I wrote about that, and, instantaneously, I got a blog visit from the U.S. Census Bureau in Suitland to an obscure, long-archived humorous post on this blog about “little white lies” starring Lillian Carter and Jesus. The first time she had visited my blog through the Suitland servers she bragged within hours that she had visited my blog, laughing with glee. As it is, that unnuanced statement of resignation may mean that she is now moving up the ladder, as expected.
Her pet project, DARPA *COMPASS* has me on the list as a targeted individual, as I was informed by the new FBI compound just North-East of Atlanta, but not for nefarious purposes, just informational, I hope[!], inasmuch as Diplomatic Security just up from the Rosslyn, VA metro stop established a kind of Doppelgänger of mine with secured identity for work with CCS (Counterintelligence for Consular Services) at Main State (the main campus of the Department of State at Foggy Bottom), blah blah blah. I’ve written on all this before, too many times. I can’t get out of it. It’s a “perpetual” program, even “interdepartmental”. I’m really fed up with it. My protestations are detrimental to whatever it is that the Doppelgänger is up to, and that’s dangerous for me. He started out with arms transfers to the Sinaloa Cartel, that is, in its very beginnings, waaaay back in the day.
“The Bureau of Diplomatic Security, more commonly known as Diplomatic Security, or DS, is the security and law enforcement arm of the United States Department of State. DS is a world leader in international investigations, threat analysis, cyber security, counterterrorism, security technology, and protection of people, property, and information.”
Anyway, I had asked her if she would help me get out the “program”, seeing that she’s interested in actual numbers of people, what with the census, and there happening to be two of me, born of the same parents, at the same second, in the same hospital, with the same name, same social security number, same everything. On behalf of CCS at Main State, Diplomatic Security brags about this to me, and brags repeatedly: they are so very good at establishing alternative secured identities to people who then become that provided identity, and they NEVER make a mistake, not ever. The upper echelon census lady said with a rather severe voice that there was zero chance of her helping me with this, adding: “I will not help you.” Ironic, methinks.
Indeed, the stakes have been jacked up. I’m now faced with a damned if I do and damned if I don’t situation:
If I answer the unrepeatable particular life-history details of the American Community Survey (another program you absolutely cannot get out of, and penalties are established by the U.S. Congress) I will be told that I’m a liar, because the Doppelgänger surely has different answers. If I’m hit with lying, it’s up to a US$5,000.00 fine and/or up to five years in prison, or both.
If I just ignore the survey for a couple of months, harassment by the Census Bureau is guaranteed: constant phone calls, banging on the door, clogging my mail box, harassment which is all legal for them. If I continue to ignore them, it’s up to a US$5,000.00 fine and/or five years in prison, or both. And this will be repeated as time goes on.
Of course, people say that it’s extremely rare that such contempt for a congressionally mandated harassment about unrepeatable personal life history that has nothing to do with the local population is ever prosecuted, that they just want to scare you into compliance. That’s true, because they save a ton of money avoiding litigation. But sometimes they do prosecute, you know, if they are malicious. On that note…
I have to say that I did respond to the much more mundane questions of the actual census of the population, with alacrity, on time, and politely, even though I was told by the nice lady that even those basic answers would be falsified on purpose so that the rest of the answers couldn’t be referred back to me. Of course, they get to choose, for the sake of gerrymandering, which answers they want to manipulate, like about, say, race. But my good faith effort was very sarcastically, mockingly called into question by the Atlanta Census Bureau field office. How’s that?
I started getting many harassment phone calls from three guys, and, when I could, I finally picked up the phone over bluetooth in Sassy the Subaru. The Census Bureau guy asked with a sing-song “gotcha question” voice filled with sarcasm and triumphant mockery: “This is a Catholic ♬ rectory ♬ isn’t it?” “Yes,” I said. “Well, then,” he continued in his sarcastic voice, “it being that this is a ♬ Catholic rectory ♬ there must be all sorts of women and children who live there, right? I mean, after all, it’s a ♬ Catholic rectory ♬. There has to lots of women and children that you’re keeping there, right?”
“Keeping there…” That’s like pronouncing that it’s an established fact that all Catholic priests, because they are Catholic priests, are imprisoning women and children in dungeons or doing up human trafficking or pimping them out or are trying to counter, say, immigration laws. Um… No.
It’s against the law for the Census Bureau to outright mock religion and with such baiting, mocking sarcasm. I should have these nice people thrown into prison for a much longer time than just five years. This is a religious hate crime wrought purposely by the Federal Government, deep as it might be at the moment. I told the guy that if any insists on that kind of stupidity I WILL SUE THEM INTO THE GROUND. So, I guess that ends this conversation, he said, and hung up. Nice guy. Coward too. The deeper you go…
A typical gas light
Oh, my bad. I forgot. They don’t give a damn about my Catholic priesthood. At one point – early 1996 – this time at the FBI Rome, Italy field office), they established me (without my asking) with an alternative identity. I rejected it, having seen what they did after having already entered back into Italy. They were really upset, for years, with yours truly. They tried over years to convince me, a citizen in good standing, with argumentation, then humiliation, to disappear without a trace with that alternative identity (and they would have made sure of the without a trace part), so as to make it easier for my Doppelgänger at this point in time, decades later, to continue his, um, work, under my identity. Father George David Byers would cease to exist. I would immediately have turned into no-history-man, which is something that gets you into unending trouble and then dead in no time. For these guys and gals, U.S. citizens in good standing don’t count. Just the Feds. The mantra of the Census Bureau is that each person counts. But not this citizen in good standing. I don’t count. Ironic, right, for the Census Bureau? But we knew that already.
This is a gas light acquired by yours truly a few years ago. Now even I can practice gaslighting!
The niceness lady of Suitland (in)fame reads this blog closely, so, she’ll get the message: I won’t comply. Send your thugs and buffoons. I won’t comply. Steal my money and throw me in prison. Fine! I’ll comply with you stealing my money and you throwing me into prison. But I won’t comply with your detailed personal history questionnaire. How can I? Do you know if I’m me, that I’m not my Doppelgänger? Really? How’s that? You’ll get yourself into trouble with a certain Secretary and a certain Director if you say you do. When “perpetual programs” that are “interdepartmental” come into play, we’re talking un-maskable, unless, like, you’re not only best friends with the Secretary and the Director, but you have directives coming from above the Secretary and above the Director. ;-)
But hey! I know! I’ve had a couple of requests about “the program” for years now. No one knows what they are. Just some little tweaks. Diplomatic Security asked what these were somewhat recently, but my response had to be that I can’t make those known over an unsecured telephone connection (on my end). So, hey! I’ll answer all the questions you got, but this time it’s gotta be quid-pro-quo. I have some simple requests. After all, you guys stole my identity. Now you owe me.
Now, if we could just do something more about the persecution of Catholics and human rights abuses in China. But I have a feeling that this is also a concern in the present administration specifically in regard to China such that this will also arise more strongly in negotiations between these USA and China.
I’m not going to comment much on volleys of whatever kind between the Holy See and China in the last couple of years. A new friend, privy to that goes on with such things, enlightened me that there is much more going on behind the scenes, much much more.
But on a secular level, I’m so happy to see these USA speak frankly about some of the nefarious practices of China.
I even detect a bit of swagger, as was promised. That’s refreshing.
Out of the blue my favorite State Department Diplomat (now retired) has sent in some doggie-treats for both Shadow-dog and Laudie-dog.
As you can see, Shadow-dog is doing his happy-dance in the freshly fallen snow. Laudie-dog doesn’t much care for the snow, but retains her most photogenic happy-smile:
But don’t be fooled. Both are fiercely protective of yours truly. The happy-dance of Shadow-dog is actually a battle drill, seeing if he can be as aggressive in the slippery snow as he is on dry packed soil:
Yes, I should think so. Those paws are about as big as Laudie-dogs whole face. Good thing they are friends.
Thanks, Charlene.
Meanwhile, I apologize for having disappeared for some time. Sooooo busy doing the priest thing. I love it. There are many emails and comments I have to get to. Sorry if it seems I’ve not been getting to these. No intention to snub anyone. If I were to give a rundown of my day yesterday, absolutely running from 3:00 AM to 7:00 PM it might be more understandable.
ARISE! LET US BE GOING! 