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Gina Haspel and Cardinal Ratzinger

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Gina Haspel, by far the most prepared candidate ever for Director of the CIA inasmuch as she was able to follow just about every important case for decades. That reminds me, in a good way, of Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger, by far the most prepared papabile ever, who followed perhaps every single important case in the Roman Curia for decades. Why wouldn’t you choose the most capable?

In the past, the CIA was nicknamed the Catholic Intelligence Agency, with good reason, on so many levels.

Yesterday I took the CIA aptitude indicator for a bit of recreation. I’ve done that a few times before. Always fun. This time, emphasizing different things, as they recommend, I ended up being most apt as counterintelligence working out of the Directorate of Operations. Haha. Recreation is important! So much so, in fact, that the Cardinal wrote of the Sacred Liturgy as “playing” before the Lord. A good analogy, if we understand the purity of heart and agility of soul of child learning to pray in all wonder and awe before the Lord.

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Disappearing me, my mom, my dad. Nemo…? ΜΟΛΩΝ…? I’m a peaceful guy.

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Disappear used to be an intransitive verb, but in these violent times it is now commonly used transitively to make a person disappear with no compound verb necessitated. So, just to say, someone is wanting to disappear me, my mom and my dad.

The diocese called me late in the day (10 May 2018) asking if it was O.K. to give my telephone number to someone looking for me.

  • “Sure!” I said.
  • “Great!” I said.

I’m so naive and trusting. You can guess what happened: I got a threatening phone call seconds later. Of course. Yay! Someone trying to make my day interesting if also surreal. But, instead, this was to make me feel indignant on behalf of my parents. So, the rejoicing came to an end.

The person demanded, with threats, that pictures involving me, my mom (RIP 1994), my dad (RIP 1993), in particular me with my mom or my dad or with both, effectively from the first decades of my life, be dealt with in such manner that no one else online or in person will ever be able to view such pictures even after death. “Even after death.” Let me think about that. “Even after death.” Death refers to those involved in the pictures themselves, namely, mom (Requiescat in pace), dad (Requiescat in pace) and me (Requiescat in… what? Already? 20**?). Not knowing the date of my own demise, I would have to have all these pictures destroyed now.

Anyway… What’s your opinion? Should I ditch all my pictures? Shred them? Burn them?Pour acid over them? Shoot them? I’m so nostalgic. I love my mom and I love my dad. That all seems a bit disrespectful.

There is a point of disappearing us. The time involved coincidentally corresponds to the time until the FBI[CIA]/Main State prepared an alternative identity for me without me asking, that is, just after both parents died. And then I would disappear with their blessing in favor of my “Shadow”, their “gray man.” The timing is just a coincidence, I’m sure. My “Shadow” becomes all the more the “gray man” if I and my parents are simply disappeared. It makes things really difficult for enemies of my “Shadow.” I somehow become my own “gray man.” He can continue to under the name with which he entrenched. Who’s a reflection of who?

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And so, sure, regarding the destruction of pictures, I’m human, so my reaction is ΜΟΛΩΝ ΛΑΒΕ and Nemo me impune lacessit. (You can find those quotes on Google.) Wouldn’t you feel that way? But, you know, I’m a peaceful guy. So, whatever. But, let me know what you think.

This person on the phone also said that there is only two days to accomplish what must be done and that I must leave North Carolina and go to another place for those two days so as to do something which legally cannot be done. But, no. I’m still here in Western North Carolina. April 12 (today as I write this, a few hours to go until this afternoon when the full two days is over). It seems to be the end of the world for this person if they do not accomplish what must be accomplished in these last two days, that is, with me out of my little rectory.

Oh, and, by the way, this threatening phone call person (whom we’ll call “Shadow2”) spoke, even verbatim, of themes shared in common by my “Shadow”, who is the reason for the alternative identity offer mentioned above. As an example, with mention of this blog being made by “Shadow2”, I checked out my stats. These are the tracks of “Shadow2” to this blog:

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“Shadow2” moved in just down the road from me (partially blacked out above), a temporary situation as “Shadow2” said. I recall that my “Shadow” has been after me to get a place for him in these past months in just such a place. But then he says that if he has to, he can use a temporary place which coincidentally is near where “Shadow2” happens to be right now, both places being typical of “safe house” locations, I mean, in the extreme extreme extreme.

Anyway, I like the three pages visited:

  1. The Home Page of this blog.
  2. The About Page of this blog.
  3. A blog-restricted search for the word “jew.” That’s the life-long mania of my “Shadow,” who is a David Duke sycophant and anti-Israeli, pro-Russia, pro-Syrian, pro-Iranian fanatic.

Anyway, “Shadow2”, having done some rather extensive research, said that, obviously, I was to give up taking a certain medicine I take daily to kick start the liver into making an enzyme which I lack and without which I would almost certainly be dead within 72 hours. Instead, I was to go see a certain doctor who would provide a certain unknown medicine from a certain otherwise unknown experimental program, you know, because that’s trustworthy especially sourced to “Shadow2”. But I digress.

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A more severe digression: To this person, for the dozenth time:

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Thank you. The one will be appreciated by those in need. But the other offer of helpful information? I can’t do that, enter into that, no matter how helpful no matter on how many levels, right? Think… But you might send me something. /// End digression.

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In all of this, on the phone call, “Shadow2” was trying to convince me that overwhelming authority was being wielded over me, stating as an example that this very “Shadow2” intervened with Jesse Helms way back in the day (even before Main State contacted me the following year) so to have me removed from Israel in early 1991. You’ll remember that that was when Operation Desert Storm was about to heat up and I was everywhere to be found in the “West Bank”. However, I never heard a thing from Jesse, as there was never a problem. There was never a lack of flights leaving Tel-Aviv. אל על has no fear of anyone, ever. I love that. Anyway, even later on, despite the scud missiles that fell around us as we wore gas-masks in a sealed room of the Pontifical Biblical Institute when Saddam later started up in mid-January, I never asked any help to leave, didn’t want to leave, and wouldn’t have left, and, indeed, could not have been “removed” since, as far as I know, the PIB is extra-territorial even to Israel as it belongs to the Holy See (regardless of Jesuit proprietorship). No one asked me about any of this. As it is, I switched my departure date for a much later date., well after Operation Desert Storm was under way, you know, to make sure the staff would be O.K. Things were different back when; things were more difficult to know quickly. But the point of “Shadow2” is that there is no second thought given to taking over my life, because it already is. This had nothing to do with me being in some sort of danger in the perception of someone concerned for an American citizen (Hey! Just ask me!), but rather, it seems, again, that this is about something else in which my “Shadow” has an all-consuming interest. Thus:

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The real problem is that I interfere with anti-Israeli machinations just a bit too much.  Just previous to Operation Desert Storm I had spoken with with Saeed Hotari, later a member of the idiot military wing of Hamas, Izzedine al Qassam, who, it seems, was sending him to his death now (but for me), and would do so again successfully ten years later. Saeed was originally from Qalqiya, just a half a day’s walk from Nablus, where I was visiting to deliver some gas masks to the Missionaries of Charity because of the threat of chemical weapons being used in the immediate future. It seems Saeed’s family had moved to Zarqa on the far side of Amman. He was there at the beginning of the time when Abu Musab al-Zarqawi was there, but then he made his way back into the West Bank. I’m only guessing here, but the bomb Saeed would go on to use as a suicide bomber was so complex and so powerful that he would have had to have been helped by the likes of someone like al-Zarqawi. There’s simply no other way.

Saeed was the terrorist who would take so very many lives ten years later, in 2001, in Israel, just West of Nablus. 21 dead, scores and scores injured. This was the Dolphinarium attack against mostly newly arrived Russian Jewish girls. It’s absolutely a spitting image of him. Ten years had passed since our conversation. It seemed to me that he had already been pegged for being a suicide bomber at that time. I’m certain of that. But, after our conversation, he held off for ten years. Perhaps the effect of our conversation would have lasted a lifetime had al-Zarqawi and, indeed, his own father, not been around to push him in that direction of suicide bombing. Perhaps this interference on my part wasn’t appreciated by my “Shadow” and his allies, not appreciated at all.

Something’s up these past few months. There’s lots of stuff like this strange phone call happening, e.g., the perpetual accompaniment program for when I travel that the State Department and FBI[CIA] told me about has been beefed up very significantly.

So, what are the pros and cons of following the directives of this phone call person about the pictures? No pictures with parents back in the day? That has consequences. It makes certain things easier for my “Shadow.” I’m guessing the deadline, so to speak, for whatever it is, is something like 4:00 PM EST. Whatever.

Anyway, you can take my worldly identity away. But no one can take away the identity I have in Christ Jesus, Divine Son of the Immaculate Conception, who stood in our place, the Innocent for the guilty, to have the right in His own justice to have mercy on us, and who, for that reason, will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire.

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USA’s “Mechanic” died: USAF CIA U2 rockets missiles. Catholic. (*Not* FBI)

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Our tiniest of all parishes has wildly interesting people. Many are military and many number among the intelligence and scientific community. Jerry Hudson is a good example. (And, yes, it’s that Hudson.) We had his wake 5-4-2018 and the funeral 5-5-2018. He was edging on 80 years young. I will miss him sorely.

As with most ultra-extreme-genii who change the entire world in which we live, Jerry dropped out of High School. Jerry was profoundly patriotic, profoundly Catholic. He was scooped up by the USAF in his Junior year. They gave him further schooling, specialized, fit for his smarts. After that, he was known simply as “The Mechanic.” It’s like calling “Good” Will Hunting “The Janitor.”

At one point, Jerry went through the FBI qualification exams with extreme perfection.

  • He was so perfect that it is as if he himself had composed and arranged all questions, connections between questions, levels of meanings in questions and their connections, and scenarios, connections among scenarios, and levels of meanings among scenarios, able entirely to manipulate follow-up with the starkness of utterly dead-pan reasoning.
  • He was so perfect in all of this that he was turned down. In other words, the FBI felt themselves to be in danger since his intelligence far surpassed anything they could come up with. He would be able to run circles around them and there is nothing they would be able to do about it, and therefore he was considered a threat.

That hits home with me. I myself have seen it before, up close and personal, at by far the most academic of Catholic institutions. It is frustrating. There is so much that could be done. But, that’s just how it is. It is what it is.

In a what could have been imagination, what if the FBI had instead created a specialized investigatory IG position for Jerry. The Strzok and Comey scenarios and all the rest of the Department of Justice corruption would most likely have never come about the way it is today. Anyway…

There’s no love lost between the FBI and CIA. So, of course, after Jerry was dumped by the FBI, he was picked up by the CIA. I love that. Since he was “The Mechanic”, they put him to work on the U2 spy plane for its missions over Russia, from Turkey – yes, don’t deny it – where he kept the pilots in good order with good oxygen for four years. Mind you, he figured out how to do this for a plane flying many miles higher than the ceiling of our most capable passenger jetliners even while he himself was living in a tent (since you can’t have a base for a plane that doesn’t exist, right?). Mind you, today, we let our fighter pilots die in our own day because of CYA cover-ups, we not wanting to admit that we don’t know what we are doing in trying to keep the pilots in good order with oxygen. For shame! Sure, the guts of planes change. But we should investigate the procedures by which Jerry was able to figure out problems. We might learn something that will save lives today. Science is as much about method as facts. Knowing the facts doesn’t mean understanding. Jerry knew stuff, and understood, and could “fix it.” After all, he was “The Mechanic.”

And, by the way, that stint with the CIA helped to change quite entirely the course of the cold war with Russia. He was, perhaps, at that time, the biggest enemy that Russia had. He was also instrumental during the Cuban Missile Crisis. Jerry is a great American hero, yes, as CIA. I sometimes make purposed poking fun at the CIA, or what looks like serious criticism, but let me for a moment be serious:

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Meanwhile, “The Mechanic” worked on pretty much all the Apollo space missions – yes, those missions – and on pretty much all missile systems of whatever kind, air to air, air to ground, ground to air, from the sea, intercontinental… for whatever military manufacturer, for whatever branch of the military, pretty much everywhere. Yes, it’s him: “The Mechanic.”

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His baby, above. Just a few of the missions he worked on (but much more than these):

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Obviously, he was from Kansas…

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I mentioned that Jerry was Catholic. Most of the crowd at the wake and funeral were non-Catholic, mostly family from everywhere and friends. But there were also quite a number whom no one had seen before, were not related, came late, left early, and, if you know what to look for, very much fit the bill as reps for, you know, The Company. I’m very touched by that. Very human, that. And it’s a recognition by The Company of just what an impact Jerry made not only on America but on the entire world in stopping Russian imperialism dead in its tracks. With the passing of Jerry comes the passing of an entire era. He should be recognized in Congress post-mortem. The Air Force came up and did the flag ceremony for the burial. Very touching. They really did a good job as it was obvious this was much more than a job. This was personal.

Meanwhile, Jerry was always helpful, always encouraging, always a friend to everyone. Jerry encouraged me on my homilies, loving the irony of mercy being founded on justice. He loved that I myself led the rosary during adoration, saying that he never once in his life saw a priest doing that, and loved to see a priest who is a believer. As I say, he was always encouraging, looking for things by which he could encourage people. I mean, when does anyone encourage a priest? He did. That’s the kind of guy he was.

When he had some medical difficulties recently, we spoke of going to heaven as I gave him the anointing and such. He simply enjoyed life because he had a deep faith, a wild sense of irony. Those two go together, faith and irony, very well and make up the Jerry we all knew and loved. You’ll be sorely missed, Jerry. God speed, my friend. Tell Jesus how we want to get to the gates of heaven… and then get in!

Mind you, Jerry was a genius in the extreme. And yet he was always the little kid, full of wonder, always wanting to learn more, always thinking, pondering, but with joy, never with fear or bitterness, knowing that he knew nothing compared to what there is to know both in this life and in the life to come. Would that we could all retain our wonder as kids, and be joyful in learning about things here on earth, and then, please God, in heaven. Here’s Jerry in his younger days, just like his older days:

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Iran baiting a preemptive strike? It’s like baiting police to write tickets.

This Iranian smooth-talker tough guy is talking his country into pre-emptive strikes on all nuclear facilities, even suspected, everywhere in Iran, no matter where they are located with human shields or whatever. This is Iran’s response to Netanyahu’s intelligence victory over Iran.

This recalls what you should never do when you’re caught out. We can all do this. It’s all at the level of Psych 101 in Junior High School. Lots of “grownups” seem to have missed out on that course.

The next time you want to feel entitled not to take care of what you must fix, don’t try to get out of it with simple emotional aggression especially when those catching you out have you dead cold. It’s the kind of thing we would all terribly regret doing ten minutes later.

Iran is a world powerhouse of architectural and historical culture. But now they are reduced to tantrums. I bet they are regretting all this just like this girl must be. I’m guessing she’s really a nice person but is just suffering one of the worst days of her life thus far:

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Bibi: Iran lied. But I’m angry with…

Israeli PM presents devastating array of evidence Iran is cheating on nuke deal

I am so angry. The Mossad is good. But what about us?! We didn’t know this?! Really?! I am so angry. This is a result of a failure of leadership in counterterrorism, counterintelligence. I happen to know something about that in regard to one of our Ambassadors in regard to Main State. But we’re rotten from the inside. We don’t care about treason. We only care about politics. Yep.

You may recall this recent post: Liquid Metal Fast Breeder Reactor – Conversing of LMFBR in my tiny parish. The LMFBR guy who came to visit me ought best to come round again. Why? Because, in his words, “we got conversations to have.” But at this point, I’m the one who will pick his brains right out of his head until he speaks freely. Then we’ll go along nicely to CT up the way so that I can throw his sorry backend in front of them, even Main State now that Pompeo is there. That LMFBR guy approached me moments after Israel was able to secure 1000 pounds of documentation about this subject and Iran. I mean, we would have watched all this leaving Iran and heading to Israel and we could be 100% certain what it was and we would immediately scrape the bottom of the barrel to find out what the consequences might be. That kind of stupidity puts millions of peoples lives at risk.

Update: O.K., anger has given way to celebration. This is one of if not the biggest intelligence / military coups in what we know of military history. Incredible. I’m so proud of Israel. To life, my friends, to life! I mean, just think of breaking into those safes in that warehouse, and then somehow moving 1000 pounds of cargo off that compound and into Israel. Just incredible. But it’s done. That’s just so cool.

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Baiting Baiters: Stockholm Syndrome

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The logistics of operational structures in Northeast Virginia, adjacent Maryland and associated field interests were clarified for me the other day in regard to my “Shadow” to the effect that there was an inescapable indication as to those for whom my “Shadow” has been working all these decades, really since the very beginning. And now he knows I know. So, he appreciates my texting him the following:

I just figured you out. I’m a bit slow. I had some help. You should’ve just told me. Pretty funny if you ask me. I’m cool with that. Just be good. Avoid evil. Have your soul straight with God.

That was sincere. I mean, I am a priest, after all. I want everyone to have their souls right with God, even the one who stole my identity so as to do things with it internationally and totally unknown to me for the longest time, that is, at the behest of those for whom he works. But, I suppose, my admonition to him also involved a little bit of baiting.

It worked. His response was to give me a heads up about what the relationship is between me and those for whom he works, regardless of any loyalty of mine to all that is patriotic, all that is good and holy, and this, by playing off a recent post on this blog involving the extremity of such loyalty and that particular center on this blog: Metallica: Nothing Else Matters (Analysis of the lyrics). Nice, that response of his, giving me a heads up and all. Not that I didn’t know that. After all, this has been going on for decades and the relevant Division of Main State and later the FBI confirmed this for me on their own initiative. As I’ve always said, my life is an open book, more than any polygraph or other means could ever drag out of me or ascertain (I mean, should I ever have been signed up for said company myself).

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In more recent years, especially in recent months, especially in recent weeks, especially in recent days and hours, despite that initial niceness, my “Shadow” has been playing up baiting me into having a syndrome originally called Norrmalmstorgssyndromet but now recalls the city in which an incident occasioned analysis: the Stockholm Syndrome.

I’m guessing he’s sincere on one level, but is so caught up in his rationalizations that he just doesn’t see his own baiting in reverse. Or not that. Maybe I’ve been baiting him to bait me. Maybe we’re just pretending to out-manipulate each other. But, after all, in his mind, if he’s done wrong and I don’t like that, maybe he feels the oppression of my not liking being taken advantage of with my name being used. He’s a “victim”[!], well, until I cave and work with him for the company. But maybe, from my perspective, I can capitalize on all that. He will read this, of course.

The trouble with him making that baiting me into a Stockholm Syndrome a success is that I’m already so bad and evil that I’m already in a pre-skeptical state, a kind of self-aware situational awareness of all that which is bad and evil. Nothing has changed with all of this. Not even with the heating up of incidents, not even with the recent exaggeration of the “accompaniment” when I travel as promised by Main State and the FBI. I still have a request and I still have something to say to the FBI and CT at Liberty Crossing Campus that dwarfs this idiocy between my “Shadow” and me.

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“The Guy” lets me in on my life

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“The Guy” and his lovely wife joined the usual crowd for the evening meal on my “Day-Off”. Three and a half hours of great conversation and a really good home cooked meal.

“The Guy” is the the guy who, eventually, had only one boss, the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs. He, um, kind of knows how stuff works. There was a lot of ground covered. Stunning. A lot to take in. We may have some common friends. In that mix, somewhere, is my “Shadow.” I now know who he works for. It’s funny how life works out. I’ve contacted my “Shadow” about this. He’s cool with it.

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Liquid Metal Fast Breeder Reactor – Conversing of LMFBR in my tiny parish

We had a Knights of Columbus Fish Fry April 20, 2018 at Holy Redeemer parish in Andrews, N.C., so as to raise money for the local Special Olympics. I would have to be there, of course, just then, in the parking lot to go up to the parish hall. As I got out of my car, a jogger, say, in his sixties, jogged up to me, stopped, and we had this conversation:

  • Jogger: It’s good to see you.
  • Me: Good to see you too. [But I’m wondering who he is. Bad memory, I guess.]
  • Jogger: I wanted to come by and bother you but… ’cause we got conversations to have but…
  • Me: O.K. [I say “O.K.”, but the plural “conversations” is a most extraordinary usage, and bothers me. I’ve never heard it before in my life. It’s always singular. Except when there are disparate topics that have been piling up, like tasks to accomplish. My bad and evil suspicions will be justified. These conversations will not be about the faith. As we’ll see below, he thinks my present life, perhaps ‘cover’, as a priest who also writes this blog, is a total waste of time, in which he has zero interest.]
  • Jogger: Haven’t gotten around to it.
  • Me: We’ll get there.
  • Jogger: Yeah.
  • Me: O.K. [So, I’m waiting for a hint. And here it is:]
  • Jogger: Did you do any research on liquid metal fast breeder reactors?
  • Me: No!!!!!!! That’s what I need to do!!!!!!! [Sorry, but I’m really bad and evil. I was using the loud voice of a sarcastic Matt Damon with an unrelenting Robin Williams from the few clips I’ve seen of Good Will Hunting on YouTube. My unnamed interlocutor continues with an incisive sarcasm all his own, as if my life as a janitor – err… I mean… priest… – isn’t good enough, especially the bit about the total waste of time, he thinks, of my writing this blog. I should stop hiding away in this tiniest of all parishes. But, mind you, I absolutely love this parish in these mountains. Love it. He says:]
  • Jogger: Well, I know, I mean, I know you got nothin’ else to do but write. Hahahahaha.
  • Me: That would be a good one down the way. Yes, that’s for sure.
  • Jogger: Now, you’re, George, right? Byers?
  • Me: Yes. [Because he can’t believe my denial.]
  • Jogger: Good! [[Then, as he started to jog away, he said:]] Bye! We’ll be up in a little bit.

He could see that I was a priest with all the black and the Roman collar, and that I was physically at that moment at that parish, obviously, but he still wasn’t sure of my identity (I could be a guest priest after all), so he asked if his prior knowledge of my name was correct, you know, after my denial about working on LMFBRs.

So, some interrogations – err… – conversations are in store for me. “Researching”, mind you, on LMFBRs doesn’t refer to summaries of the history or findings of others throughout the decades, (what a waste of time that would be) but rather on the LMFBRs themselves, which is the only way to do anything, the only reason why anyone’s knowledge would have any value whatsoever. Maybe he’s offering me a job. Could be about doing active research, could be about doing something about some LMFBRs in some other way. But maybe asking about someone’s wherewithal with LMFBRs in whatever way just to do it is a normal thing at the ol’ fish-fry, right? I mean that’s a normal conversation to have, right? Maybe it’s a task to accomplish as a favor, and then, maybe, Main State will listen to a request of mine. We’ll see.

Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!

But I still expect this guy to come back with his friends and have a wee chat with me. Blog posts like this are merely one of those nothing is as it seems things, right?

 

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Setraco Group “hit list”, Main State, my “Shadow”, terrorism, and me.

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never look in my spam box, ever. But I did now so as to retrieve a registration link from a D.O.C. communications group so as to set up an account enabling me to connect all the more easily with Father Gordon MacRae, right from his cell. Very cool, that.

But there were just a few other spams in the box, and one caught my eye, as it involved the name of my “Shadow”. I did NOT open the message, but a preview pop-up revealed a hit list targeting Setraco Group out of Beirut, a construction company in 30 countries with 20,000 employees. There were hints as to the sender. There was a picture of the target. Setraco’s world offices are in an ultra-ritzy suburb, of course. They’ve suffered quite a number of very specific, directed, assassinations from ISIS elsewhere.

As I write this, my “Shadow” is going ballistic, as I simply mentioned the word Setraco to him. Nothing else. He instantly – instantly – launched into a diatribe about Syria (his favorite stomping grounds) and Putin and WMD and the Mossad and terrorism and on and on. How did he know that would actually be precisely on point, not having heard of Setraco and not having even a second to look them up before responding? Meanwhile, as I write this and text him, I get a call from Mexico (his other favorite stomping grounds) giving me a name. This is boring. I need something more exciting. I need to pay some car insurance.

The parting shot of my “Shadow” is that I am a terrorist. He’s really fuming. I said nothing in all this. I just mentioned the name Setraco and all hell broke loose. But, as I always say, nothing is as it seems.

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“Never go to war especially with yourself.” My “Shadow” is at it again.

For those who know, this is another one of those “for the record” posts. My “Shadow” is back to the monetary bribe / extortion thing. Coincidentally, he mentioned that he’s been robbed of the computer on which he does all his analysis of Syria. Interesting, that. His missive came in after stepping off the plane. But I digress. The plane thing is for another post.

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Google’s wiretapping phone calls worse than FaceBook’s aggression

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Google gumshoes

I was with our famous church secretary the other day (a witness!) when a call came in on my cell phone (an Android with all the google stuff) from friends of Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest (in the parish). Kilmer died young in World War I by way of sniper fire. He was perhaps the most famous Catholic poet of his day. The guy on the phone wants me to give a kind of eulogy for Kilmer on July 30 2018 coming up. I’ll meet up with him today.

After my phone call with him was over, like only about 30 seconds later, a notification came in my phone. Google location whatever it is wanted my opinion not just on Nantahala National Forest, but specifically on Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest. Really?

So, they surveil all phone calls, turning them into text and shoving that txt through their algorithms. Wow. That’s information for sale, right? FaceBook lost over 100 Billion dollars overnight just now because of these kind of shenanigans. Let’s see what happens with almighty Google. Isn’t this wiretapping? But, as it is, this is much more valuable to that which Snowden was against. Google’s free to go, I would say. Heck, Google just hands all this stuff over just to do it.

Anyway, I don’t have tracking turned on. I don’t have location turned on. I don’t want to give any opinions about locations to Google. I certainly don’t want to give Google opinions about phone calls I make right after I make them. I don’t know how to shut all that off. It seems anything relevant is already off. They don’t seem to give the option not to give opinions except when Google asks the question.

Anyway, I don’t care so much for myself. My life is so very very very much an open book forever and ever. But other people might care for their own business models, and whatever. Information is gold as business people say. It seems the Constitution of these USA means absolutely nothing, not to business freakoids, not to law enforcement up top.

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CIA FBI DoJ DoS: Schrier & Herridge vs omertà “Interdepartmental Rule”

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Catherine Herridge is my most favorite reporter in the world, a true heroine in both her private and public life. For me, she’s followed closely by Matt Schrier, one of those “I just don’t care what happens to me if the story is important for the common good of the world” kind of guys. Catherine has taken up Matt’s cause. Read that story to the end.

Long story short, the CIA and others among the alphabet crowd used Schrier as a sacrificial lamb, making sure NOT to rescue him, making sure to keep him hostage in Syria, so that they could feed their own careers claiming successful data collection at his expense, you know, with the excuse that their own career advancement was for the common good of the world.

In the Constitution, what separates the USA from, say, terrorist or Marxist countries is that (1) we hold the individual to have God-given rights, (2) that it is never better that one man die than that a whole nation perish because, instead, we believe self-defense is a positive contribution to the virtue of justice. We will go to war over one hostage. Or we did do that. And we do that now, don’t we? We rescue hostages, not endanger their lives, right?

Matt’s terrorist captors stole his identity, the how and why and results all provably known by our intelligence services who were happy to track him instead of his terrorist captors since his terrorist captors were using his identity. They obtained in this way a wealth of information about the terrorists, it is true, but totally at his expense, he, by the way, not being a military or intelligence operator, he being tortured the whole time. Matt was now a Department of State “perpetual” “program.”

What no one counted on, what no one wanted, was that, incredibly, Matt, beaten and tortured, escaped. Instead of finding help from our intelligence services back stateside, he’s been smashed down by them, dismissed by him, marginalized into the darkest of existential peripheries by them. “Go away! Leave us alone! Go live in a homeless shelter!” He’s frustrated at their intransigence as his life continues to be their collateral damage, wreckage in the wake of self-absorbed self-congratulations of members of our intelligence community.

Omertà, the mafioso rule of silence, is out of date, and is appropriate only for low-level thugs and buffoons; it’s for mafia, cartels, corrupt law enforcement. Instead of simple omertà, the CIA, FBI, DoJ and DoS have something much more advanced, much more practical, devious, all absolving; it’s called the “interdepartmental rule,” the mother of all omertà.

This applies to Matt Schrier and is what is stopping the great Catherine Herridge in her tracks. If a “program” like Matt is “interdepartmental” – meaning that it involves various departments, CIA, FBI, the Pentagon with the Department of Defense, and so on, the Department of State (Main State) blocks all attempts by whoever even among those groups to know anything more about that program. If you already know and you are tasked, you already know what you need to know. No one else knows anything or can know anything. Only the Secretary of State or the Director of the CIA can “unmask” either persons or facts about that “program”, something that, if it’s interdepartmental, just isn’t going to happen. The reason is that one crowd can be doing something which simply absolutely cannot be known, cannot be betrayed, not even to another trusted part of what department, as this might well directly put the national security of these USA in dire straits. If another part of a department knows something because they are also tasked with something, this is independent of other parts of other departments, who can even be purposely tasked against each other, unwittingly of course. This lack of communication also hurts us terribly, of course, but it is deemed much more expedient than a sharing of information among our own intelligence operators. To repeat because it is so unexpected: “interdepartmental” doesn’t mean more sharing of information; it means that there must commonly be less sharing as no one should know what is known, it being just that sensitive, um, you  know, for the sake also of covering one’s back end. After all, who wants to be known as the one who purposely put Matt at risk as a sacrificial lamb? It’s just un-American.

When I saw this story I sighed. It is all too familiar to me. As long time readers know, I have long been told – dismissed is a better word – by Main State because my own case of stolen identity – this time by someone protected by, working for our alphabet crowd – is a case which is “interdepartmental” and therefore all records of it have been destroyed with a summary remaining only with the Secretary of State and the Director of the CIA, something which even an Undersecretary Ambassador of Main State, I am told, would not have the authority to even inquire about. That’s just two down from the POTUS. Dangers to national security for that which is “interdepartmental” are just that great.

As with Matt Schrier I was told by Main State that it is not the person who stole my identity that would be tracked, but rather me, since it is my identity that is being used. Main State and the FBI then offered me a false identity, which, at the time, because of just being ordained a priest, I turned down. Note that they wanted to protect the guy who stole my identity and make me, a citizen in good standing, disappear with no life. Ironically, a new identity is exactly what Matt wanted but couldn’t get. What I’m afraid of is that in the rare occurrences in which sacrificial lambs of our alphabet crowd find out that they are being used at great risk to themselves they are ignored, not helped, left in dire straits (as is the case with Matt Schrier, who has suffered so terribly), because of something which I myself did way back in the day. I rejected the new identity.

Based on what went on in our consulate in Rome when I went to renew my passport decades ago, when I was instead given a false passport without me asking for it, a “solution” put forward by Main State and the FBI, and based on their terrible disappointment when I turned it down, a disappointment that they continued to express to me for some months, basically telling me how stupid I was in not accepting their offer, and based on their locking me out after rejecting their solution, I’m guessing that a new policy was then created to never again give a false identity to one of their sacrificial lambs but rather just ignore them, no matter what, blaming the “interdepartmental rule.”

Now, it’s not that the alphabet crowd has lost sight either of me or Matt. It’s that they are so at ease in sacrificing others for their own gain. Matt was held hostage. He escaped not only because he escaped his terrorist captors, but somehow evaded our intelligence services during his escape. I’m quite sure we ourselves would have captured him and delivered him right back into the hands of the terrorist crowd if we could remain unknown to all. As my own identity stealer said to me when I expressed concern that I could end up being a captive because of what he was doing in my name, my going to prison because of what he did was just part of the job, all just part of it, you just do it and you get over it because that’s just the way it is. You know, it’s all for the common good. But he signed up for that life, not me. That’s not a problem, not for him, not for Main State.

There is no common good possible when God-given rights of individuals are ignored.

This is not just a Catholic or Jewish thing about rights (me being a Jew and a Catholic priest and Matt being a Jew). No, no. This isn’t about pressure group entitlement. This is about natural law, common to all peoples of all times and cultures and nations. Oh, and that’s why it’s a Catholic and Jewish thing, and why it’s a thing for our Constitution. This is who we are. Those who have thrown this away, hiding behind – oooooh – the “interdepartmental rule” for the sake, they say, of the common good, are to have their superiors investigated for betraying these USA because of betraying individuals. It’s not just Matt. Or me. There are untold numbers of individuals. Enough is enough.

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Main State RICO: taking “payments”. Or just let it go. Watch death for fun.

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MAFIA OMERTA

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Remember my “Shadow”? He’s the guy who stole my identity decades ago to get a clean identity to travel under so as to do arms transfers to straw purchasers for upstart cartels, specifically that of Sinaloa. He was a program runner for DoS shenanigans, inextricably entrenched under my name. He wants to send monthly “payments” to me. For what? Paying me for the use of my identity to commit crimes? Thirty pieces of silver for all those murdered with the AK-47s and mountains of ammo he transferred to the worst murderers South of the border? [By the way, these interdepartmental State Department programs are never about just guns, but rather about disrupting governments and economies. Giving weapons to the most adept murderers really helps.] For years, my “Shadow” wanted me to purchase vehicles for him, put my name on his properties, get a property for him in my parish right now. I’ve never done any of those things and none of these “payments” are for any of that. He says that the amount will be at least as much as 8% of his adjusted gross income. If your bleeding heart bleeds for this never repented guy and you are making excuses for him and you think he’s ever so sweet and nice and that I’m just an ol’ meanie who needs to give it all a break, take a breath. Having done that…

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If you know what the rules are for Federal Income tax right now in these USA, just stare at that 8% for a moment and figure out what he’s doing, I mean, you know, considering that I’m a pastor of a 501c3 church. Money laundering. Get it? It falls under the RICO act (racketeer influenced corrupt organizations act). I mean, did I extort him for “payments” as a way to get back at him in some way? Anyway, I expect all that from him. So when I see rubbish like this, what I do is not stare at him, stunned by his behavior; instead, I look with disgust at Main State. They know this is going on, laughing. It’s their program. Great headline though: Pope Francis’ Jewish-Catholic-Priest Missionary of Mercy imprisoned for racketeering. The State Department owes it to me to get me out of this.

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They know the bit of blue I want. They all have it.

It would solve really a lot of things.

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Like Stzrok and McCabe and Comey and the whole sorry lot of the them in upper hierarchy of the FBI, Main State bad actors are plenteous. They made a mistake on 28 and 30 June 2017. There are recordings. I won’t give up. My going to prison, framed, won’t stop me. To the FBI and Main State: go ahead and ask Secretary Mike Pompeo and Director Gina Haspel when they get confirmed for a summary of my case and that of my “Shadow.” Can’t do it, can you? It would devolve back on you, wouldn’t it? A little too much Fast and Furious? Pope Francis is right about the sin of corruption. Hey! I’m all about forgiveness, but as John the Baptist says: Bear the fruits of repentance.

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Don’t think I don’t know, oh “Shadow.” Don’t think I don’t care. Death out East.

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My “Shadow”, starting at about the time he stole my identity (I think in the late 1970s), has been rabidly, apoplectically anti-Jewish, often going into spittle-flecked nutties which don’t accomplish anything except for bringing more obfuscation to any issues. I think I should say something so he understands where I’m coming from in being proud of being Jewish, albeit a Catholic priest. My “Shadow” follows my blog rather closely. Maybe if he understands me a bit better, he’ll just calm down a bit. He says he spends all his free time analyzing the conflict in Near and Middle East. He wants Syria to take Israel out. He showed me all his computer gear and what he does. Anyway…

First of all, I don’t know the story behind these photos [incorporated into the header of this blog] other than that this seems to be a boy in Gaza who was killed by, I don’t know, the Israeli military. I don’t know if the boy had been shooting a rocket or threw a rock or just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time with those who were getting themselves into trouble or whether he was just minding his own business or learning how to make an IED or suicide vest that went off prematurely. I don’t know. I don’t know who the guy is that shot him if he died in a hale of bullets. Did that guy have a good reason? Quite possibly. But maybe it was just target practice using this kid as a target even though he was, say, just getting a drink of water. Maybe the IDF guy just that second got a phone call that informed him that his entire family had just been blown up by a suicide bomber at a street restaurant in Jerusalem on an otherwise lovely Saturday evening and was now half-crazed, wanting to take out as many non-Israelis as possible. What do I know? And for that matter, my “Shadow”, what do you know outside of the fact that you were unable to manipulate a Jewish kid in the neighborhood when we were kids in the same part of town? What I do know is that all this has affected me deeply over the years. That’s why this kid is in the header of this blog.

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What I do know that the survivors of any violence want to do something to bring violence to an end as best we can in this sorry world, either by the “dead peace” of a more prolific violence in which a lot more people of both sides die, or by seeking solutions that will bring understanding of reality to both sides. Whatever about putting into place just measures of self-defense, the understanding of reality bit is done in two ways, by words, by actions.

  • Words are not to be underestimated.
  • Doing something without thinking about what one is doing is not to be overestimated.

Regarding words, in my own little world I’m attempting a number of things.

  • One is a dialogue between Israel and the Holy See on Scripture. I never give up. That started with some key players in the Holy See and Israel now ten years ago. It’s slow going. But the currents run deep all around. This would eventually nuance some of the deepest foundations the notion of the State of Israel.
  • The other bit with words are a few chapters in Jackass for the Hour (we’re about two thirds of the way through as of the publishing of this post). Some upcoming chapters on Islam are rather straightforward about the Qur’an. And more about some things about the preparation for the coming of the Messiah (1st time done, 2nd coming up) that have to be said.

Ideas have effects. I’m sick of those who obfuscate and pander, politically correct, bringing, in the end, only more violence. All of that is a license to kill.

Regarding actions, I’ve been attempting a number of things. Primarily, there is meeting one on one with terrorists. I’ve done that on a number of occasions:

  • sometimes with only a kind of success (one guy took his own life the first second he could without taking anyone else out, and this to make sure he wouldn’t take anyone else out later, people rushing to tell me this, pretty emotional…)
  • sometimes with the success only of a delay (the kid took nine more years to be reconvinced to blow himself up at the Dolphinarium discotheque, killing 21 others)
  • sometimes getting actionable intel that is so incredibly easy to get because of the roman collar I wear. Truly. Easy. Gosh. Get a stopwatch.

People think it’s hard, but it’s not. But you do have to think waaaaay outside the box. Totally. And you can’t have any fear whatsoever, just being matter of fact and super naive. I guess not many are willing to do that. Not many at all. But a field hospital isn’t in a box; it’s in a field, is it not? You don’t always have to have people in GTMO to speak with them. They’re really open, right away, when they’re not under pressure. Really.

Another thing I’ve tried to do but which I haven’t done for years involves baiting funders of terrorism and passing that information along when the bait is taken.

Having said all that, take a look at the header again:

Who’s in the middle of the field hospital. Jesus. He’s Jewish. The Pope, yes, he’s Catholic. The boy? Probably a Muslim. It should be clear what I think is possible. With that in mind, I also say to my “Shadow” what Jesus said to the sleeping Apostles: “Arise! Let us be going! Look! My betrayer (the one who ignores the truth he comes to know) is at hand.”

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Update: Creepy “Shadow” is as creepy does. Gunrunning, murder. So what?

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This is the front page of a newspaper down in Mexico. The fellow face down on the sidewalk is the father of a parishioner, shot actually not three but four times in the back of the head.

When this happens I immediately think of my “Shadow” who has always fully admitted to felonious gunrunning guns feloniously purchased and feloniously transferred from these USA to a felonious straw purchaser in Mexico for felonious gangs and cartels with a feloniously obtained ID, that is, mine (which is why I call him my “Shadow”), with Sinoloa being a favorite region. The guns were, for instance, AK-47s, which are not your usual daily “carry” for self-defense.

  • The exclamation “guns kill people” – when the guns are legally obtained for the legal purpose of legitimate self-defense – is not true.
  • The exclamation “guns kill people” – when the guns are illegally obtained for the illegal purpose of the illegitimate murder of others – is true. Supplying a terrorist with the weapons of terrorism makes one a terrorist.

Before I knew that my “Shadow” had stolen my ID, he was writing letters, which, I must say, were a shocking surprise. This guy was sending letters saying that he was buying AK-47s and mountains of ammo and bringing these to Mexico (naming a tiny town in particular near Sinaloa). Just to say, this was in the very early 1990s when my dad was dying, throwing him into deep confusion. I remember how upset this made me with this guy. I would soon find out how connected he was/is to me. Then my “Shadow” wound up in maximum security prison in Mexico. Then my dad died. Then I got the letter from the Ambassador at Main State speaking about what to do about my “Shadow” stealing my identity, that is, nothing except to watch bank accounts, keep the emergency number they gave me, and make copies of the letter for travel as I was to be put on a perpetual program. When does that ever happen instead of just having the perp arrested? Never is the answer, unless there is a program.

My “Shadow” and I have been emailing back and forth pretty ferociously these last few days. He thinks it’s creepy that I have a problem with gunrunning, saying that “There are probably about a hundred million legal guns in the USA”, with that fact making illegal gun running to Mexico just fine and dandy for him, despite how many people are murdered because of putting illegally obtained guns into the hands of criminal gangs and cartels. It’s equating the two – legal and illegal – that is creepy.

He brags about himself: “I havent had any felony convictions ever in the USA.” Of course, that doesn’t say anything about a possible felony warrant with no statue of limitations for having committed the fraud of identity theft so as illegally to purchase AK-47s to illegally bring those guns to Mexico to sell illegally to a straw purchaser so as to support illegal activities. But no convictions. Great! Kind of strange, that, the no convictions thing. But then again, that’s all consonant with Main State not caring about having an international criminal arrested, instead just indicating that I’ll be on a perpetual program. That no-conviction-thing is also consonant with the FBI in conjunction with Main State specifically following up on this years later by giving me a false passport, protecting the perp while wanting me to just disappear. Doesn’t happen every day, does it? The answer is never, except when there’s a program.

I recall that when, in a relatively recent four hour long conversation, I made the baiting comment that it’s too bad for America that so very much money is spent in having me protected while traveling, with him immediately instantaneously interrupting me to say that that is relatively speaking a very minor part of the budget for a very minor part of the progra… cutting off his response when he realized he had said too much. Anyway, back to the recent round of emails:

My “Shadow” says I should just get over it [the gunrunning in my name], not make a big deal of it, like “mexicans” he says. “They pretty much get over all that as time goes by.”

Yeah, well, a lot of them are dead. Maybe that’s why they “get over all that.”

He says: “There are millions of illegal aliens using fake ID’s every day.”

Yeah, well, not all those millions in his reckoning are buying AK-47s to transfer to Mexico to have people get murdered.

I’m a Missionary of Mercy and I’m all for forgiveness, but if someone make excuses for behavior which assists in the murder of untold numbers of people, that doesn’t lend itself to thinking that there is appropriate appreciation of what is called repentance and contrition and amendment of life. Bitter rationalization is, in this case, a licence to kill.

He goes on to say how he bought his own properties, but fails to mention how he wanted my name on those properties in recent years, and wants me to get him a property up here in Western North Carolina right now. Pretty brave, given his history, you ask?

He then goes on about his conspiracy theories, speaking of…

“all politicians who are all masons who make blood pacts of loyalty secrecy and obedience to the talmudic bosses of masonry.The old timey catholic church opposed talmudic jews and fremasons. Not any more. Father George the big bad jesuit who is into talmudic deception.”

I guess he doesn’t know that I’m not a Jesuit. Then again, he uses a small “j”, making this a pejorative adjective for the Brits. When he went off like this in the recent past (not infrequent) – he being for some time (still now?) a close follower of David Duke, wanting to be one of his academic advisers at one time – I sent him the official full title of a certain institute in Israel in Hebrew – you know, the other “Company” whose motto from the Scriptures is written out in blood red letters in modern script in the header of this blog – so as to test his knowledge of Hebrew. None. So he goes on:

“what does that hebrew s[***] you texted me mean? I texted you that you should go to a foreign country and advise them about how to avoid being taken advantage of by the israelites and you texted me a hebrew sentance in reply. My guess is the hebrew would english translate to mean  “I am a loyal talmudic deciever who hates Jesus Christ and all christians”. Or probably just “I am a loyal talmudic deciever”,Or maybe “God demands the israelites decieve the nations to usurp all wealth and political power.”

This “Shadow” guy knew me as a kid. We had a common friend in a Jewish kid of the same age. The Jewish kid, Neil, didn’t want to be manipulated concerning a far-away project. Neil made a good choice. But that might have have been what turned my “Shadow” off regarding Jews. Neil died very many years ago.

I remember all the times (with multiple bullets each time) when I was 300 yards across a pond and he shot at me with a .22 rifle, the bullets ricocheting off the water exactly where, because of the drop, the bullet would hit had he aimed right at me. And other times come to mind. Anyway, I digress.

If anyone is thinking that I’m just an entitled brat and should just get over it, I respond to say that dead people in Mexico don’t just get over it. In what manner is the Church a field hospital in a spiritual sense if it is not a field hospital in a physical sense. Should I not fight for the least of our brothers among us? It’s much too graphic to put up here, but if you want to know what I’m talking about, look up sinaloa cartel victims on a google image search. Or don’t. It’s all dismembered, decapitated bodies that you can’t un-see. I just don’t like it that guns have been supplied to them in my name.

Conversely, if anyone is thinking that they should go to bat for me, instead, really instead, have a read of Jason Chaffetz’ report which he handed in just before he resigned from Congress. It recites a long list of obfuscation, non-cooperation: 2017-FINAL-REPORT. Think you’ll get anywhere with OCEDETF, BATFE, DEA, DHS, ICE, FBI, DOJ, DOS…? Not a chance. An act of Congress won’t do it. Moreover, this all predates Fast and Furious, with two to three dozen programs taking place at any given time then as now, with untold numbers of physical levels of deniability for anyone and everyone. It never happened. An operator such as my “Shadow” can be on the take from two, three, four or more programs, none of them knowing about each other, agencies competing with each other. Not easy. My “Shadow” spoke to me about others like him that he would see on his forays. It’s something pretty much anyone can do, even me, at least in his eyes. He was trying to convince me just a while back at how I could make money doing this. That should tell you something.

So, you’ll not get anywhere, especially because you have no dog in the fight. I do. Me. Sorry, but don’t speak on my behalf. That does not at all make things easier. Again, there are so very many levels of physical deniability beyond which you just cannot go. This is how things are set up. No proof. But, there it is.

Finally, know this: as I’m told by one of leading operators of all operators, guns are just a tiny, tiny, tiny part of what is always a much larger strategy to destabilize a foreign country’s law enforcement, military, government, politicians and economy (and in this case also the Church with the assassination of the outspoken Cardinal Ocampo), meaning that such a country is no longer able to compete, which is held to be success for us. That’s the world for you.

I know, let’s concentrate on Jesus. I remind my “Shadow” about Jesus. I’m not sure I’m getting very far, but I’ll keep trying. Jesus was another Jew. Like me. But prayer is powerful.

I wish I could talk to the FBI (my “Shadow” is in the USA) about the profile of this “Shadow” guy, but after I turned down the false passport offer of the FBI and State Department, they just don’t want to hear anything.

I wonder if this is the next thing to be moved. Imagine what this would do to border guards and politicians around the world. Imagine the extortion. But that’s the point, right? I don’t know what he’s up to right now or how much wherewithal he has. He seems fed up with what he’s doing right now on the up and up side of things. I do know he’s wanting to make a major move soon.

UPDATE: The entire response of my “Shadow” to this post is that he doesn’t personally right now own a personal gun and he doesn’t personally bother to shoot any guns.

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Finding “the next school shooter™” before he starts shooting

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Let’s say you’ve just been tasked with finding “the next school shooter™.” if such a creature exists in your school. You’re on the look out, but you are dismayed that the indicators such as mental illness that you were counting on to make your life easy to CYA are really difficult to assess. Those who would have gone to their school counselor to have a chat about some issue or other now hesitate because they are afraid that they’ll be labeled for life as being “the next school shooter™.” Education about getting advice is the way to go, of course. Great! You say you’re only looking for “the next school shooter™” so that students will feel comfortable about discussing other issues. But it also means that “the next school shooter™” will avoid counselors like the plague.

In the graphic exercise above, find the dog among the pandas. It’s really easy. The pandas are all nice and, for that matter, the dog is really nice too.

Find him? Congratulations! The guy in Florida was predicted. “I’m gonna do it.” That was ignored because everyone is entitled to be a jerk. But the shooter often doesn’t turn out to be the odd dog out, but just another panda that looked like all the other pandas. What to do?

The Las Vegas shooter, Stephen Paddock, to date – at the time of this writing some five months later – did not have any discernible motive, according to the usual pundits anyway. It depends on what the criteria for motivation are. I wrote about that: Stephen Paddock’s motivation and our motivation in not finding his motivation.

The problem in these United States especially with the policies of our education system is that we think that best practices for assessing students are to be structured first of all by thinking of students as the picture above, vacuous Styrofoam no-identity zombies, whether pandas or dogs, precisely the kind of Styrofoam person for whom the vacuum is filled by “power” with no structure. The lashing out is a complaint that they have been stripped of the one bit of education without which all else is nothing: identity, character. If the one thing that is hailed as virtuous is to have no identity and no character, you will see power with no structure.

It’s happened before.

The late 1960s and 1970s saw pop-psychology zero-identity, zero-character aficionados become the gate-keepers of Catholic seminaries. If any applicant had indicators that he might not be a team player, might not be always and in every way be totally politically correct with anyone and everyone, someone who was not merely vacuous Styrofoam, that candidate was rejected as inappropriately rigid, blah blah blah, as if the Cross was not counter-cultural, a sign of contradiction. This modus agendi was even admitted to be a mistake by a number of these pop-psychologists later in life when they saw the catastrophe that they themselves had created with their style of gate-keeping.

One might object that the latest school shooter was hearing other things from the ROTC, and I’m sure he was. But this was taking place in the much bigger societal structure of nothingness.

So, what’s to be done? Let’s start with understanding the First Amendment of the Constitution about the free exercise of religion correctly. It doesn’t refer to separation of church and state. It doesn’t refer to religion as being the enemy that the state is to fear. It doesn’t refer to stopping people from exercising religion even in their public office. Can there and should there be chaplains even and perhaps especially at “state” schools. Yes. Should they be able to speak about how it is that one’s identity is to be fulfilled as a creature of the Creator? [emotive language, that, I know.] Yes. I’m talking identity, character, self-sacrifice, goodness and kindness, respect for others, justice, mercy, helping each other out.

But the opposite is now happening and the opposite creates the vacuity in which school shooters are spawned:

“We’re entitled to be selfish, arrogant, drugged up, rebellious activists on behalf of entitlements to be the worst jerks imaginable.”

Oh, and that’s not coming from the students. No, no. That’s from the counselors who think they are speaking for the students. Those counselors are not necessarily of any school. They come from all over and offer advice. You’ve heard it. “If anyone speaks about thoughts and prayers even while they are also doing stuff to solve the problem, make sure to tell them: ‘F*** your thoughts and prayers.'” Yep. That’s exactly how to continue the problem and make it worse: take away religion and then blame religion.

  • How about let’s get back to the Constitution. Religion is O.K. Religion is good. That means…
  • How about let’s promote identity, character, goodness and kindness and respect for others and justice and mercy. That means…
  • How about let’s ditch entitlements to be jerks.

Update: If anyone still thinks this isn’t systemic and we’ll thought out, remember that under Obama, religion was basically criminalized in the armed forces, even for chaplains, even in private counseling sessions about politically incorrect topics.

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See it? Say it? Now you’re the target. Gunrunners, killing and FBI laughing.

The first time the FBI laughed with glee, in my face, was when they found out that I knew about their program of gunrunning using my identity (yes, you read that right), immediately supplying me with a false passport without me asking for it, protecting their gray-man who was using my name and wanting me, the squeaky clean U.S. Citizen in good standing, to disappear from the face of the earth, giving up being a priest, giving up being in contact with siblings and friends. Leaving all projects of a lifetime behind. I’ll say it’s their program since they cooperated with the State Department with the passport thing and they seemed to know everything there is to know about the program.

Every time since then that I had a “See something say something” event going on, they did the creepy thing:

“If you see something, say something.”

“No no no!” “See something, say something” thing is a total lie. No one cares.

Like the Florida school shooting.

In fact, you become a target for knowing too much. So what if people die?

It puts most people off. But a few, perhaps very few, get somewhat entrenched and insist on saying something about what they saw. Do that and you end up like the naive investigator guy in Lord of War, disillusioned:

That five minute scene sums up the last 40 some years of my life. Truly. You would think that after 40 years I would be delivered from this. But no. As Main State told me in 1992 and as the FBI told me in 1996, the program is perpetual. No way out. Not alive anyway. As THE black-site guy told me once, “No one gets out of life alive anyway.”

What pushes me is that people are dying in my name. And it continues. And it was all just ramped up hugely just the other day. I don’t know what to do about this.

I would tell the FBI about it and I will if asked, but, like, it’s their program. So…

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Past FBI cases: not Psych 101, just 99. Doesn’t bode well for present cases.

psychology 101

After editing Father Gordon’s post for tomorrow’s These Stone Walls entry, I busied myself, on this day-off, with writing an article analyzing some FBI analysis. After just finishing, what was written disappeared from the computer and WordPress. Glitches!

The gist of it was that people are more complex than merely reacting to the frustration of being smacked down in life, which was the height of psychological analysis that one agent in charge had to bring to a case. The previous day I had been listening to a YouTube documentary on an FBI case while busied with some other things in the kitchen. The agent comment on crime as mere reaction caught my attention as being one of the more stupid things I’ve heard for a long time, especially since this was about a string of similar crimes committed over years by the same individual.

  • Sometimes perps have an ideology to follow, such as with Islamicist terrorists, who are often otherwise well educated, often professors, successful in their careers, have wonderful families and are totally sociable. It’s about violent power. That will be analyzed in some upcoming chapters in Jackass for the Hour.
  • Sometimes perps have a thing about control, calculation even, as power. See: Stephen Paddock’s motivation and our motivation in not finding his motivation
  • If vengeance was possibly a motivation starting someone in a certain direction, that can morph quite differently into violence as liberation. Was ROTC a paradigm ripped from moral context for Nikolas Cruz and turned upside down? We need an identity in our lives greater than patriotism do we not?
  • Sometimes it’s what’s existential that is taken as power, such as with the KKK, such as with William Aitcheson, or what was that guy’s name, Dylann Roof?
  • Sometimes perps are simply replaying things that have happened to them and are figuring out their own problems by setting up situations. That was case of that documentary, but that’s hardly a simple lashing out. It may be a “reaction” generally speaking, but it has morphed into a power trip where the power has become an answer that has changed the question.

So, a common theme here is power, a power ultimately fulfilled in self, the power of the individual, but therefore an individuality without identity, power that therefore becomes the identity, power without reason.

This is that to which we all tend if we do not have an identity of being creatures loved by their Creator.

This identity in love is what is absent from Islam, which cannot believe in God as One who loves us so much as to stand in our place to have the right in His own justice to have mercy on us. Jesus took on punishment, death, we deserved for sin. Islam rejects this as that which is impossible for God. God cannot love us so very much they scream, even as they explode into a million bits while killing untold numbers of others. This is not true religion. Islam is not a religion of peace. Islam is not a religion.

This identity in love is what the other perps described above also lack.

This identity in love is what is lacking from the analysis of law enforcement.

But the FBI should remember this: It is not separation of Church and State that the Constitution puts forth as law. No, no. And it is not that the State is to fear the free exercise of religion even, say, when doing one’s job for the State. No, no. That first amendment is about the State not interfering with the free exercise of religion.

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The other world comes to my parish because its the end of the world

dog among the pandas

The dog among the pandas is immediately, unmistakably recognizable. Right?

There are those who live in the day to day world, a surreal world unknown to be such by those who dwell there but known to be that way by those of the other world.

Then there are those who live in what they call the real world though they know that their other world is more surreal than the supposed real world of the day to day world.

We have a lot of day to day people in the parish. I like that. They do what they need to do to get through life and be on their way to heaven, come hell or high water, with all the sickness and death and drama and joys and sorrows that we all know. Good.

Because the parish is so very tiny, anyone from the other world stands out. All such individuals try to hide, but to no avail. If they were just newbies or those passing through from some other day to day world, they wouldn’t stand out. We would just notice some new faces and invite them to the social after Mass as always. No biggie.

But those who are, instead, from the other world stand out because they try to hide. They know they are different. They would like nothing more than just to be another soul in the day to day world, longing for this. They try too hard. Who are they you ask?

The parish is at the end of the world. There are lots of ends of the world in the world. They are all crazy places, like the end of Cape Cod, or Key West, or San Francisco. But here we have an out of the way place which isn’t crazy. Just day to day. And that’s what attracts those from the other world who are trying to hide without all the craziness. If only they didn’t try so very hard they would be alright.

  • There are high-value witness protection beneficiaries with escort.
  • There are those retiring out from specialized intelligence operations with escort.
  • There are those from the Department of Justice and other such agencies and companies just taking the scenic route between northeast VA and D.C. and, say, Atlanta.

You can always but always pick them out. It’s like seeing a liberal Catholic nun out of her religious habit. They never know how to dress. They always look odd.

  • The women come in wigs and big sunglasses, always with an escort who is obviously tied to them but is obviously not family, sitting elsewhere but nearby, always within line of sight, always in a pew directly across an isle. The women look totally spooked, totally shattered, totally in a different universe. One woman said to me: “They know that I have the right to practice my religion, to go to Mass.”
  • I’ve only once come across a man who had a handler, who, as always, was obviously tied to the guy but was obviously not family, sitting elsewhere but nearby, within line of sight in a pew directly across an isle. The two came in and exited thirty seconds apart. After Mass the one guy started talking with me about what was happening with him, on his way from a stint as an expert of assistance in GTMO. He was totally shattered. Totally devastated. He soooo just wanted to be in the day to day world once again. Then his CIA handler came out and heard what he was saying to me. What ensued was not a good scene, not a good scene at all.
  • Then there are the others just on their way to somewhere else, but still trying way too hard not to be noticed. It is almost comical with them. It’s like a uniform: jeans, but pressed, with creases, a button down shirt and a sport coat to hide the “carry,” a five day beard. Just too perfect in their slumming. No one does that. But them.

The first time I noticed anything like this was 25 years ago in a tiny parish church belonging to the Archdiocese of New York, but way up in northernmost reaches of the Archdiocese. Four men I’ve never seen previously came in together, all about forty years old, all sharply dressed with their sport jackets in the summer. There were only like eight others for the daily Mass so they could have sat anywhere together. But no. They chose a pew toward the back, as always, and spread out right across the the church. They were typical FBI, as described above (always the same, like Mormon missionaries!), but, as I was soon to find out, they were pretending to belong to the Moonies cult that had their largest institution in North America just down the road from the rectory (an old Christian Brothers School). They came to Mass a few times always in the same fashion, and then one day introduced themselves to me, inviting me to go to Russia as their special envoy, working with Moscow, but right across Russia, to adjust their policies on the exercise of religion. I told them how much I had tried to bring an end to the Moonies in that little town, but they tried hard not to let that phase them. They said that this was different. They wouldn’t take no for an answer. This went on for months, once every couple of weeks or so. Finally they gave up. But forever after that, I noticed special visitors trying not to be noticed, at least until they might introduce themselves with their otherworldly stories.

Some don’t introduce themselves, of course. They especially look to be trying way, way, way too hard not to be noticed. There was one lady recently for whom my heart broke. She had the usual wig and over-sized but not too dark sunglasses. She had an ever so typical handler. But it was the look on her face. Oh my. It’s like a Nazgûl Ringwraith sucked her soul right out of her. I prayed for her. People go through an unbelievable amount of hell in this world and they are really from this world and so desperately want to be in a day to day world but feel stuck in another world, unrelatable to the day to day world, not knowing which one is surreal, in a maelstrom of confusion. Sometimes it’s just all too much.

You would think that it’s so bad that in that other world we could crucify the Son of the Living God.

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But we’ve done that in our own day to day world. Get it?

We disguise ourselves even to ourselves to pretend we are of the day to day world when instead we are from that other world. Yep.

When will we stop running?

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Fr George foreign government agent?

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Given my history way back in the day in Central America with the CIA and State Department (no, I was not in their employ) a question mark was more marked. But then…

It’s on record for everyone to see, I did work for – heh heh heh – Radio Vaticana (oooooh! making me someone who worked for, that is, was an agent of a foreign state), you know, propaganda… creating, writing, producing, interviewing, reporting, researching, announcing, editing, scheduling, archiving, the whole sorry lot of what it means to have strategy meetings, policy meetings, along with field trips, business meals, glad handing sundry guests and sundry pilgrims, some political, some of influence, blah blah blah.

But that’s not what the Italian military police thought. They simply grabbed me off the street one day and hauled me forcibly into one of their offices and tried to interrogate me. I just, um, said the rosary, something I’ve seen Mother Teresa do a number of times when see had been put on the spot. As it turns out, they weren’t in the least interested in Vatican Radio (though there are a lot of foreign agents in the worst sense who work there). The one thing they were interested in was as to whether I was employed by Vatican City State to undercut certain initiatives of the Italian State aimed at compromising the Holy See. They hadn’t dislocated my shoulder, but some fourteen years later now, the injuries to the shoulder perdure.

Oh! Wait a minute! I remember now. That was just when I discovered and uprooted the mercenary guy at the CDF. He was trained up by a close friend in the U.S. Army on behalf of the CIA (later appointed by the CIA as I found out some ten years later). I guess that makes me a bad actor against these United States. But that doesn’t make me an agent of a foreign government does it?

That was when, from the other direction, I was being asked by the Italian State to spy on the Holy See, having been there already for some 17 years. I played the idiot with that relationship / operation for years. But, no cooperation there, to their surprise, as I guess they always otherwise get what they want. There were plenty of bribes which I never took.

And that was when, diversely yet again, the Italian military was trying to use me in conjunction with the Church to get some confessions from some bad actors in southern Italy. That guy got the lecture of his life.

When you don’t cooperate, people get upset. So, am I really a foreign agent of some government other than these United States?

Timelines are important. They help to figure out mysterious events. But that would involve an autobiography, at least for myself.

Thomas More said, moments before getting his head chopped off: “I am the king’s good servant, but God’s first.” Did that make him an agent of a foreign government, what with God’s Church and all that?

Here’s the deal: we are all in exile away from our home in heaven (please God), but we belong there by grace. The King there, so whom we owe fealty, is, in fact, the King of kings, the Lord of lords, the Prince of the Most Profound Peace. Amen. And Amen.

 

fish ichtus jesus christ gods son savior

Seen at the hermitage when things were getting a bit hot.

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