This is being reposted after a couple of years… for cause… as is said…
The Intelligence Identities Protection Act of 1982 (Pub.L. 97–200, 50 U.S.C. §§ 421–426) can be summarized as that which makes it a Federal crime – enforced with a penalty of a fine or up to three years in prison or both regarding anyone with or without whatever security clearance and access / need to know – to compromise directly or by patterned indications an asset in extremely broadly defined circumstances (as assessed by courts in view of the bias of relevant agencies or bureaus), regardless as to whether the scope of such a law compromises the Constitution and Constitutional rights of citizens in good standing, including their right to protect the viability of their very lives. Intent doesn’t matter. Wow!
But you gotta know that we’re dealing with those whose bias stemming from their counterintelligence gaslighting lifestyle greenlights all betrayal when the IIPA is turned back-to-front, upside-down, inside-out so as to protect identities of real assets by creating fall-guys of naïve citizens in good standing who are brought to have an inescapable lack of deniability by way of a baited history of a thousand circumstances and incidents, all innocent… but the naïve guy is nevertheless forthwith guilty of all that the real asset did to contravene the law both here and across our borders so as to accomplish whatever assignment, with the naïve guy wondering how it all happened while in solitary confinement. Whew!
Meanwhile, think of it, our Lord Jesus purposely baited the idiots of His own day to have Himself judged as guilty of all our sin. They put Him to death and Jesus accomplished that for which He came, to stand in our place, Innocent for the guilty, taking on that punishment for sin that we all deserve, death, so as to have the right in His own justice to have mercy on us. That’s makes me laugh with great joy.
You just can’t win in a baiting game with Jesus. Might as well just be forgiven and go to heaven.
If you have ever been introduced to dynamics of counterintel you know that pretty much, in the end, it’s all rabbit-holes and people wasting each other’s lives, but happy to get paid for thinking they are more clever than someone else, but, in thinking that, suspecting that they’ve been had, that they’ve been baited into that self-congratulations. The rabbit-holes get deeper, more side-tracked, useless, humorous. It’s not good to be tasked with counterintel for more than just a few years. It will catch up with you.
This blog occasionally gets hits from a bot running on a named server of relay301.net.cia.gov [Here]. Any such hit is, in my case, just a courtesy letting me know that some activity required to be noted has in fact been seen. Here’s the actual hit on the blog (that’s my edited tag, of course, but you can look up the IP as in the screen shots at the top of this post):
But why was that bot created with the courtesy of letting me know such activity?
Bot notices digital activity of interest
Bot automatically sends a flag to a humint officer
Bot automatically goes, in my case, weirdly, for a nanosecond to my blog on a named server, so that I see that this CIA bot has had a nanosecond of interest in something (not necessarily on the blog, but somewhere in the digital world)
Humint officer eventually follows up, or not, but in this case, by rearranging some schedules for a perpetual, interdepartmental program. They must have to replace such humint officers frequently in that they must die of boredom one after the other. What could be of interest? ;-)
Anywho, that bot-hit was at 12:43 PM on Monday, 27 December 2021, one week ago as I write this. There was nothing on the blog for quite a long time that would be of any interest whatsoever to anyone in the CIA. So, maybe my phone? My phone had been turned off for Noon Mass, but that doesn’t stop text messages from piling up. Let’s just see if there’s a coincidental timeline with one of those conversations that could have set our friendly bot into action. Note that it takes a full 15 minutes for me to turn the phone back on so as to answer the first volley of this text conversation, my response about being able to be gone in the middle of the week coming in at 12:40 PM:
Checking my watch is just a habit I picked up, you know, whenever I hear a gun shot in the neighborhood or what not. Always.
Just some humor there. Sorry. But to get into and complete this text conversation, with both parties busy with other things, took a couple of minutes. The first mention of air travel comes in at 12:42 PM, and then it was over. The bot visited this blog just one minute later with no referring link, 12:43 PM. Too quick for a human being.
Is it that this bot was set up to notice chatter anywhere involving air travel and myself, and then sends a flag to some nice analyst, and then knocks out a visit to the blog that I will notice?
This isn’t the first time. I remember inquiring about a ticket for ATL-FCO (Atlanta, GA to Rome, Italy) to meet up with Pope Francis and his new Missionaries of Mercy five or six years ago. The nice travel agent said, “Yes, well, let me just type in your passport number to see if you’re on a no-fly list, sir.” Not the usual practice by any travel agent in a back-mountain town that I remember, but, yes, that would be interesting. I noted the time of the inquiry, as is my practice. She was encountering a bit of weirdness while she was online, but then it appeared that I was good to go for air travel. When I checked my stats for the blog for no particular reason when I got back home, I noted this same CIA relay301 had visited my blog at the time of that inquiry about whether or not I was on a no-fly list, all too quick for human intervention, and again about air travel.
There’s nothing mysterious about any of this for me, as Ambassador […] of “Main” State (DoS Foggy Bottom), sent me a two page letter speaking of this weirdness back in July of 1992, already many years into this game.
So, whatever… All the same, I am spending time on writing about this, I suppose to see if anyone can explain the whys and wherefores of this particular bot dynamic. That letter from Main State signaled accompaniment for me in my travels. That takes freakish resources to accomplish. Bots help. The accompaniment has always been there. That’s on them. But, why let me know about it?
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?
I am so very stupid, so very naive. When I was a teenager, I thought that “The Fall Guy” for whatever important op is to be someone who lays down his life for his friends, for his country, often with an untold story, but prepared to be smashed down by being asked to do it or by way of volunteering to do this. In a way, “The Fall Guy” is to seen everywhere in service roles such as Law Enforcement and the Military. I’m proud of my dad’s service, a USMC Commander of the Fighter-Attack Checkerboard Corsair Squadron; here are some of his medals, not including the international medals from various countries, et alii. That’s the Purple Heart, third one over (they’re laid out in proper military order, two each of each medal to the left of the Purple Heart):
Anyway, and more specifically, the reason having “The Fall Guy” as part of an op is that there are certain ops that can’t be easily understood by the public at large. So, put the blame for what might be considered as that which has a fine line to it on just one guy, a scapegoat. Great!
Sometimes “The Fall Guy” was always expected and well known. Since being a youngster, I looked at Jesus as “The Fall Guy” for us. After all, God so loved the world that He sent His only Son to do just that. Jesus knew. So did His good mom, who caught Him:
Then, July of 1987 came around. I was already ordained a deacon and had spent some outrageous time throughout Nicaragua a couple of years before. I had plenty of experiences in the “war zone” so as to be able to understand what would be put on stage the Summer of 1987 for the whole world with the Iran-Contra “Affair”. During my free time of that Summer I had been cleaning up the parish cemetery with my little tape-recorder and ear phones playing talks of Archbishop Fulton Sheen while I worked. I was distracted, and ended up with a case of poison ivy so fierce that the skin came off both hands. I sat in the rectory kitchen with my hands soaking in a special solution for two full weeks. During that time I watched every minute of C-SPAN’s total coverage of the Congressional grilling of Lieut. Col. Oliver North, who, by the way, I thought was entirely hilarious: “Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa!” The New York Times, confirming everything I thought about “The Fall Guy” for any op – (that they know and agree to being “The Fall Guy” beforehand) – reported this:
IRAN-CONTRA HEARINGS; Casey Had ‘Fall Guy’ Plan As Early as ’84, North Says
By FOX BUTTERFIELD and SPECIAL TO THE NEW YORK TIMES JULY 14, 1987
“Lieut. Col. Oliver L. North said today that the plan to make him the ”fall guy” for the Iran-contra operations was first suggested by William J. Casey as early as 1984 when the White House began its secret support for the Nicaraguan rebels.
“Colonel North had previously emphasized conversations he said he had with Mr. Casey last fall – as the Administration’s secret arms sales to Iran and the resupply program for the contras began to become public – about making the colonel the scapegoat. Mr. Casey, who resigned as Director of Central Intelligence in February, died in May.” [just before he himself was to testify to the Senate…]
The point I’m trying to make is that “The Fall Guy” knows beforehand that he’s going to be “The Fall Guy.” Everyone else for decades had the same idea as me. Thus, staying in the theme of arms transfers, the film “Lord of War” offers another version of this in 2005:
Notice that “The Fall Guy” is always an agreed to part of whatever op by anyone’s estimation. Except that that’s not true. Sometimes there are those who are “The Fall Guy” without knowing it. They are there, you know, just in case things go South. They are outside of a program, know nothing about it, and yet are continuously groomed for taking the blame as time goes by.
“The Fall Guy” who is unwitting has to be protected, to make sure he’s always around to take the heat. “The Fall Guy” who is unwitting has to be baited into experiences that will make him look like the actual Asset in every way, with the same travels, with the same experiences, with at least some of the same over-the-top skill sets, languages, contacts, indeed, especially with other Assets, making “The Fall Guy” look like he could be an Asset himself. It’s precisely that which makes him ready to be “The Fall Guy” at any time.
In my travels often hundreds of miles every week bringing me into the seven-state region near enough to Western North Carolina, I was speaking to a top military guy about “The Fall Guy” thing. He admitted that, yes, in fact, it has happened, does happen and will happen that there can be “The Fall Guy” for whatever op, even with “The Fall Guy” being someone who does not know about whatever program and is in no way to be connected with whatever program.
For instance, if a CIA Asset is being compromised, “The Fall Guy” is used to take the heat off the all important Asset, so that said Asset can continue doing what he needs to do. If the Asset is going to end up going to prison, it’s instead “The Fall Guy” who goes to prison.
Recently, CCS (Counterintel for Consular Services) at Main State (Department of State) had me call DSCC (Diplomatic Security Command Center). It was made crystal clear that […] ///
/// […] When “The Guy” of Black Sites fame at another time and place told me that there are always but always insurance policies for every single program so that there is no program without an insurance policy, I didn’t know what he meant. I asked him about that, a lot, over years. I never understood, just thinking it was an extortion type thing: “You do this or else.” But, no. Not that. And it’s not a Strzokian type of “Insurance Policy.” No, no. The Insurance Policy he was talking about is “The Fall Guy,” whether that guy knows it or not. He’s the scapegoat, the one to blame. /// […]
/// […] The question is, what if “The Fall Guy,” as unwitting as he is for so long, figures out that he is “The Fall Guy”?
The best way to take care of the problem is to make “The Fall Guy” a target, say, by spreading it around that he is, say, for instance, a CIA Asset himself. That’s easy to do since, with all the grooming, all the baiting, all the false friendships, “The Fall Guy” will indeed have contacts highly influential in various countries and troubled regions around the world. In researching rumors about “The Fall Guy”, various groups may well think that “The Fall Guy” is, instead, the Asset. And then they’ll take care of the problem that “The Fall Guy” now knows too much. How very convenient. Mind you, “The Fall Guy” who was up to this point unwitting has had no real training, has gained no real over-the-top skill sets that he can use to avoid trouble, that he can use to protect himself. It’s kind of like being put on the front lines like David did to Uriah the Hittite, and then having his fellow soldiers withdraw leaving Uriah quite alone against the enemy so that he is then cut down. Easy peasy.
This, of course, underlines the fact that especially “The Fall Guy” who was unwitting up to this point is the most unimportant, most expendable non-person in the world. He has no chance to prepare for a good death. It’s all very dark, very ugly, the most cowardly side of these USA.
The above was taken this past week on the day off. I always instantly think of another six sided yellow star when I see flowers like this:
And then I think of a Jewess, the Immaculate Conception, good mom of Jewish Jesus. She knows all about Jews being put to death just to do it.
Early this morning I listened to this…
A guy well known to me and who is on the radar of the State Department and the top law enforcement under their control (coordinating all other law enforcement) called me up recently and told me he wants “to kill Jews”, you know, anyone and everyone who is a Jew, indiscriminately, that is, with all Jews being guilty of the “crimes” he imagines for any and every Jew, you know, because of what people like Hitler said. Note that the reference to “Jews” is in the plural. A mass killing terrorist incident is envisioned. He can do it. He’s owned four personal guns in his life (he says). More than that, he’s been an arms dealer for cartels, specifically for Joaquín Archivaldo Guzmán Loera “El Chapo”. The Sinaloa cartel, at last count, has already killed or disappeared some 226,000 people.
I’ve been baiting out what the actual interest might be in changing some policy about this guy. I already know that law enforcement is not interested in that he didn’t say “I’m going to kill Jews at this time and in this place.” So, policy is the way to go. I went to the upper floors of the main State Department building in Atlanta the other day. They confirmed for me my worst fear, that it is in fact about policy about this guy, that is, whether or not any terrorist incident may occur has no bearing on policy about this guy. Policy, however outdated, is paramount, even if innocent people do get killed. This guy has fully seven Jewish synagogues within a few miles of his safe-house.
/// What’s a few Jews being killed anyway, right? There was no holocaust, just like El Chapo’s genocide in Mexico is no big deal. Policy is important! /// – off sarcasm
If I give a flower to Jesus’ good mom, it’s because she didn’t run away when an innocent Jew – her Son – was being killed. She stayed there with Him in solidarity. She said:
ARISE! LET US BE GOING! 