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“You’re a ‘hotbox’, Father George!”

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Enhanced interrogation can include the hotbox, which you can see pictured above on the right. The front side flips down and the person is crammed inside in a fetal position for a day or two. Really, really, really horrible. The hotbox itself doesn’t do anything, but certainly attracts the attention of the one inside of it, others having done that.

There are many definitions of hotbox, some related to growing cannabis, some to enhanced interrogation, some to solitary confinement, etc. However, in prison, a ‘hotbox’ is a prisoner who is constantly being surveilled, that is, more than others. For some reason or other or none, he’s got the attention of the powers that be, with the guards and administration always in his face. It’s not that he’s done anything wrong. It just is what it is. Entertainment. Perhaps a psychology module for continuing education.

Today I protested to Father Gordon that he might be more blacklisted than he already is if he’s associated with me, even though I’ve never met him, and only do some logistical things for him. He dismissed that, laughing, saying the worst of what he thought of me, which, he being good and kind, isn’t bad at all. He said: “You’re a ‘hotbox’, Father George!” After he explained what that meant, I protested: “I didn’t do anything!” He said, laughing again: “That’s what they all say!”

Ha ha ha.

If there’s supposed to be something annoying about being a ‘hotbox’ I haven’t noticed. I mean, if it’s not one thing then it’s another in life, right? If anything, it makes life interesting. Oh, that’s right. That’s some sort of Chinese curse, you know, to have an interesting life! I always thought it was fun. Make me the ‘hotbox’! Make me the ‘hotbox’! Me! Me!

I always did like extreme sports, doing things others avoid. It’s a No Fear! thing.

Be careful what you wish for.

How Kryptic can one be?

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Humint guy’s annoying cell number

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So, just wanting to get back in touch with the self-admitted Humint guy who was giving me an assignment about murder portrayed as suicide concerning a named, still alive individual, perhaps so as to frame someone, I called the number that he gave me with it’s central Virginia area code, say, from Glen Allen, though if I didn’t know better, I would say this guy is in Florida’s far western pan handle. But, who knows. Whatever.

Annoyingly, an annoying Vodafone Smart N8 settings option played out:

“beep beep BEEP… The number you dialed is not in service…”

After hanging up, even more annoyingly, a menu then appears on the bottom of the screen, the typical annoying Vodafone thing:

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I suppose that’s a way to avoid robocalls. All I wanted to say is that I was offering some Masses for his brother who had unexpectedly died at the house just some weeks before. Anyway, he never called back.

The patience of Job is required. Dear Lord, grant me patience!

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Update: Why Rosenstein’s indictment betrays the intelligence community

spy vs spyUPDATE: Well, well. That only took a day for the White House to agree. The trouble is, they shouldn’t have had to think this through. This should have been known. Rosenstein is up to what? /////

When asked about Rosenstein’s indictment of twelve Russian GRU spies, Putin, of course, with a chuckle, invited Mueller and his investigators to come to Moscow to question them, adding, of course, with a chuckle, and entirely predictably, that his own investigators would then come to these USA to interrogate our own spies. Sounds fair, but what’s the upshot and why is this betrayal of the intelligence community? Because extensive proof would be wanted. We would have to reveal connections, contacts, assets, methods, capabilities, ways and means of all kinds. At any rate, that’s impossible on both sides, not just because neither side would want to do this, but because neither side could. The levels of impossible to overcome levels of physical deniability built into all programs, all actions, all deliveries of any kind of communications will stop any investigation in its tracks, even if everyone would sincerely want to cooperate. I mean, if you think you know something, a discovery, it’s only because it is desired by your opposition that you think this way.

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Day-Off: Assassins and Peripheries: Brothers of BVM of Mount Carmel

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Sorry to be pedantic, but not even one person in this picture has proper trigger finger placement. They would all miss, even at that distance, shooting each other instead. How do I know that? ;-)

I’m a priest, and some think that it is odd, even untoward of me, even evil and bad of me, even making me suspect, if I step into the dark world of professional assassins and black ops operators, so that these few who criticize would resent my taking a day-off with some friends of mine. Why?

Have these critics been watching John Wick flicks and they think that that is what it’s all about? I didn’t even know who that fictional strained character was until someone [a fellow priest] expressed surprise at my total lack of cultural awareness when the name John Wick came up in conversation, and until I saw some scenes portrayed on youtube. The actor seems to have some street cred in that he actually trained to do what he puts out. Anyway…

Pope Francis told us, his Missionaries of Mercy, that we are to go into the darkest of existential peripheries (not that these are the darkest of anything). Ever prompt in my obedience to the Holy Father and wanting to be a good son of the Church, and certainly not wanting to do anything in half measures, I often head off into this world of “nothing is as it seems” – even beyond the borders of mere peripheries, in which the efficiency of death dealing betrays the falsity of apparently somersaulting loyalties.

A prostitute (now an activist invigorating laws against prostitution and getting girls off the street, who I introduced to now Saint John Paul II at Castel Gandolfo) once told me that, when she was still a “working girl”, a clergyman came into her working room while taking off his collar and putting this in his back pocket, as if this would make it all not matter. Later, as an activist, she met that guy in public and she asked him why he did what he did, and he answered that he didn’t think it mattered because people like her never convert anyway. You know, just like you can’t do anything for professional assassins and black ops operators… right? (I don’t mean to lump them all together so as to imply some sort of moral equivalence which is not there, but others do lump them all together, and that’s not right).

On my “day off” just the other day, the conversation of very many hours ranged widely. This was with the blackest of black op operators with the Military and The Company:

  • We discussed how some individuals are sloppy in their work of assassination, including some recent visitors to the parish who are known to me and how their mistakes are making for conclusions that are actually based on double-reversed baiting in that crazy and frenzied world of “nothing is as it seems.” He was quite disgusted with the state of affairs of field work with […].
  • We discussed, at length, the ill-forged empire building so despised by Bill Binney and a term which this guy brought up on his own. The technical phrase “empire building” has been thrown around with well founded cynicism for decades, and refers to preferring the most expensive solution so as to build more buildings, hire more people, buy more toys and more elaborate ways and means, ensuring one’s relevance to one’s own position of power, but has nothing whatsoever to do with national security, but in fact manipulates a lack of security (with purposed catastrophic consequences) toward the end of empire building. There are assassins, of course, who do nothing more than protect empire building. That’s too bad. And if that’s not in and beyond the darkest of existential peripheries I don’t know what is. Ah, but then there’s this:
  • We discussed analogous situations in the Church, where, for some, it’s only about power. Indeed. I’ve seen really a lot of that. Wherever people are to be found with a fallen human nature, there is where you will find at least a temptation to power for the sake of power cut off from service, cut off from love, cut off from truth, and therefore only an apparent power. A mirage having catastrophic consequences.
  • We discussed humility. Surprised? You shouldn’t be. A lack of humility is all so typical. Fallen human nature is so predictable. We could read it like a book, even if as a sliced palimpsest in purposed Kryptos, if we were but humble in being redeemed, seeing firstly in ourselves the lack we think we may find in others. But who has that humility? No one. Except by the freely given gift of our Redeemer. Humility is of absolutely essential importance. Power corrupts when there is pride which blinds.
  • We discussed a panorama of fires started by firemen, so to speak, involving wars and destructions of societies (I discovered more just how naive I am), all for the sake of coming up with a supposed need for empire building. This hit home, I must say, as I have had questions for many decades about various entirely anomalous and inexplicable, impossible situations that I saw firsthand in various countries, and now I know the rest of the story. How many have to die for empire building? I have friends who have suffered greatly until this day because of empire building. How very naive I have been. This priest learns from those who others overlook.
  • We discussed, mind you, the heights and depths and width and breadth, so to speak – respecting the Mystery, of course – of the Most Holy Trinity, that eternal dance of love, so to speak, and the living truth and love of Jesus walking among us, and the wherewithal therefore of us walking in God’s presence even in this world even as we step into the darkest of dark places. I let him bring the discussion around to the Most Holy Trinity. That’s all his description. Are you surprised? You shouldn’t be. Do you think it’s impossible for certain people to know God? Pffft. Take a day-off!

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Then, of course, the conversation turned to guns, which are, for me, more of a recreation than anything else, though a proper self-defense is indeed proper and sometimes needed, even by me. Pictured above is this gentleman’s mid-1980s Sig P226 variant. It’s what he’s used since it came out, you know, for work. I walked away with the gun of this best shot in the world (at least for a while, at least among our operators of all branches and groups of the military and our intelligence crowd here and abroad), you know, just to compare it with my Glock on the next day off. I will give it back, perhaps by means of a third person. I did get a few rounds out the other day just before nightfall. Yikes. I was instantly 1000% more accurate. Like coming home.

Anyway, I described to him what I enjoy doing with timed courses, SEAL, FBI, FAM… and he shook his head in disbelief, impatience. He said that each timed stage should be about 60% faster than what those courses dictate. He told me how to take the next step beyond these mere courses and how not to miss with multiple moving entirely way too small targets. Extremely counter-intuitive. I’ve seen a couple of others do this. It works. But I digress. That would all be a second step in gunslingery, with me stuck in the first. But there’s a third stage, more physiological/psychological. But I digress again.

I stopped writing here, yesterday, as it was then time to bring one of my elderly, poor and without family shut-ins to see her doctor, some hours away in these back mountains. It’s the Missionary of Mercy thing to do on my “day-on.” When we got back, she gave me a chair to fix, as it had collapsed on her.

Now, having spruced up the above writing with some pictures, it will go out on the blog. But my question for you is this:

  • Have you ever written anyone off?

If you have a talk with that very person about Jesus and humility, you might be surprised. You might learn something from them. I’m learning all the time.

Post-script: Oh. I almost forgot. The title to this post has something about the Brothers of the Blessed Virgin Mary of Mount Carmel. We recall – don’t we? – that these fierce crusaders, the special op operators of their day, overflowing with experiences of kills, after their duties of crusading were accomplished, went to Mount Carmel to do prayer warfare. But, mind you, this was for six months of the year in their little hermitages (I’ve been in them) and their common church (I have a piece of the cross that went over the entrance that the Discalced Carmelites let me have when I showed it to them). But, mind you, the other six months these “hermits” went down the mountain and throughout the greater Israel to preach up a storm, crusading again, this time with the sword of the Word of God. Don’t think for a second that they were somehow not on speaking terms with their friends of the crusades, their fellow “operators”, who had stayed on to watch over the re-establishment of civilization in the Holy Land, or that they somehow underestimated anyone’s capacity to walk in the presence of our Lord. The Brothers of the BVM didn’t underestimate our Lord’s work with anyone. Again, the question, do I? Do you? Yikes!

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DOJ Rosenstein vs NSA Bill Binney: GRU, indictment… murder as suicide

(1) Rosenstein’s unethical indictment

Number two at the Department of Justice, Assistant Attorney General, Rod Jay Rosenstein just made an indictment of twelve Russian spies, really of Russia itself, as they belong to Russia’s GRU, equivalent to our NSA, CIA, Гла́вное разве́дывательное управле́ние, Main Directorate of the General Staff of the Russian Armed Forces, descendant of the KGB.

This indictment is entirely unethical, immoral, manipulative, utterly political for the reason that there is zero hope of any trial. An indictment must never be made when there is no hope of a trial. The impression is that those indicted are guilty even though there has been no due process. This is the easiest thing in the world to do. You can indict a ham sandwich, but especially a Russian ham sandwich. It means nothing on one level, but has consequences for politics on another level. This was done immediately before Trump’s trip to speak with Putin. Oh. Politics. A political Department of Justice. Rosenstein is totally discredited. Rosenstein thinks the American people are so stupid that they can’t see through his manipulations.

[[UPDATE: Hahaha!  ]]

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(2) DOJ Rosenstein’s smacking down of NSA’s William Binney

Bill Binney was by far the NSA’s greatest genius, the guy who could come up with a simple answer that perfectly worked, getting actionable intel for otherwise impossible complexities, time and again. When things got political with our national security, subjecting these USA to terrorist attacks, Mr Binney became a whistle blower.

Meanwhile, during the announcement of the indictment, Rosenstein went on to speak about “Guccifer 2.0,” putting himself at odds with verifiable, repeatable experiments first brought to the fore by Mr Binney, that is, about transfer speeds necessitating not a hack, but a local hardware download. I find it interesting that Rosenstein went out of his way to indicate that this was all mere piecemeal internet hacking, when provably it was not just that.

When Trump had our ex-CIA Director and now Secretary of State Mike Pompeo utilize Binney’s know-how, some thought this looked bad for Trump, but that is not a necessary conclusion. When the best people in the world say something, like Mr Binney, one should listen to what they say. That’s always a good idea regardless of anything else.

(3) Murder as “suicide”: Bill Binney

As Rosenstein was preparing his strange statement about the indictment, I myself got a visit from a group of our top “Humint” counterintelligence, counterterrorism crowd, at the very top of their game, who are privy to plans and plots and all that goes on in that dark world, also by way of enhanced interrogation of the worst of the worst. Some would say that such knowledge is ill-gotten. At any rate, these are the guys and gals involved. At least that’s what they say they were, and perhaps they were at one time, but now, are… are… are… maybe just a bunch of nice guys who want nothing more than to protect Bill Binney.

Firstly, let me state that I am forever mistaken as being someone else in that someone stole my identity when I was just a teenager. The FBI and Main State, in consort, offered me a false passport, wanting to give this guy total access to my identity even while I was supposed to disappear entirely. I’m on (1) a perpetual and (2) an interdepartmental program, meaning (1) all details have been destroyed so that nothing can be connected with anyone higher up the chain (a common exercise) and so that no one’s op can be accidentally revealed by another department, and (2) my actual identity as opposed to the one who stole it cannot be unmasked except through a summary held personally only by the Secretary of State and the Director of the CIA (as was repeated to me, again, this time by Main State this past year). It is what it is, a kind of curse with strange visits through the decades. After all these decades, they have no idea whether I’m me or the guy who stole my identity.

Having said that, our “Humint” crowd gave me what the obviously ranking officer told me was an “assignment”, that is, to note well a possible upcoming murder made to look like “suicide” of Bill Binney. The word assignment is rather interesting. As one of our top guys in the DoD who accompanied me to this meeting said about the word assignment: “Oh s#|+”. But maybe they just want me to write about it so as to help protect Bill Binney. I don’t know. It wouldn’t mean anything if anyone else said it. But it’s these guys, whoever they are. This could be an assignment if I’m actually instead the person who stole my identity – to protect or take out Bill Binney – or it could just be a “counterintelligence product” which seeks a reaction or lack of reaction or change in behavior, whatever. Everything says something even if nothing is at it seems. If I follow up on the assignment in either way, then they know. If I don’t, then they are still wondering, except in this case there look to be a number of Strzok style “insurance policies.” It’s just the way things are done.

Insurance policies aggravate me. I’m a priest. I don’t like innocent people getting hurt. And they won’t if I can help it, part of the motivation for this blog post.

Not wanting anyone to get hurt includes the guy who stole my identity. I have no idea if he’s connected with any of this. He did Mexico. He’s into Syria (which involves Russia). But this? I don’t know. Whatever about him, he’s protected. No one will touch him, or me for that matter. That’s how “perpetual programs” work. Well, unless…

UPSHOT:

  • Bill Binney should watch his back. It’s not a good sign, one way or another, when these kind of people make intense comments about one’s demise.
  • Rod Rosenstein should stop doing unethical things.
  • Whatever about the aforementioned visit to yours truly, there is something which was related to me and then confirmed two days later back on 28 and 30 June 2017 by a certain division of Main State which would act as the insurance policy of Strzok. I pushed on that a while back. In involves counterintelligence and counterterrorism and the viability of our national security. Come to think of it, so does everything Bill Binney, and that Division of Main State. But, as it is…
  • Maybe I should start baiting baiters once again.

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Strzok’s future tense insurance policy

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Peter Strzok sent a *text* about Trump to Lisa Page concerning how a meeting in Andy McCabe’s office played out. Lisa wants to know why Strzok embarrassed her in front on Andy, dissing her short-sighted plan in favor of his own, which includes an “insurance policy.” So, Strzok says to her:

“I want to believe the path you threw out for consideration in Andy’s office—that there’s no way he gets elected—but I’m afraid we can’t take that risk. It’s like an insurance policy in the unlikely event you die before you’re 40.”

A life insurance policy isn’t put into effect until death comes about. In the analogy, the election of Trump is the death. So, to be pedantic, what happened in the meeting based on this text is as follows:

  • Lisa Page presented a plan merely to make sure that Trump would not get elected. That’s bad enough, but that’s all she has.
  • Peter Strzok has another plan, an insurance policy, which he had presented, stomping down Lisa’s lesser plan. Strzok’s own plan, his insurance policy, is to do something that will remove Trump should he in fact get elected. This is the object back-referenced with “It’s.”

The effective date of Strzok’s insurance policy coming into play does NOT refer to a pre-election time period, but only from the announcement moving forward that Trump has won the election.

And now Strzok is being backed into a corner. People do bad stuff when they are backed into corners. He could put his insurance policy into play at any time. I’m guessing that he doesn’t want to wait much longer. They are so sure of themselves that they can still make it happen. Way overconfident. People make mistakes when they are overconfident. And they have made a mistake.

Just a note to some “friends”: Extortion speaks to the players, to the motives, to those involved. It puts just a bit too much of an edge on things. It’s a mistake.

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Strzok directed by FBI: Congressional oversight forbidden for ongoing cases

The FBI states what is or is not ongoing. So, there is no oversight which they will allow. The FBI is totally out of control, rogue, a separate government. That’s mutiny. Treason. Traitorous. They make up their own law. This is no longer America, no longer a republic of law, merely a democracy of the most powerful, that is, a dictatorship. I hope these guys are thrown in prison today, at the least.

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The blog slowing down doesn’t mean…

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Of course, just because the blog slowed down for a while doesn’t mean that things haven’t been at breakneck speed. I’m still racing around to the shut-ins and the hospitals and nursing homes (the picture above being an on-the-way shot. The blog slowing down for just a bit could mean that things have been moving along faster than ever. I hope that doesn’t mean motus in fine velocior. Let’s just say: motus velocior.

Someone showed up recently – Army (counter)intel for years and now a handler for another rather important counterterrorism intel guy – to insist on giving me what he called an “assignment”, namely, considering the fact that if the demise of someone, obviously known to me (an insurance policy) were to come about such a person will not deliberately have committed suicide (a method of the CIA). Obviously there is a very specific person with a very specific intention to murder another very specific person in a way that makes it look like suicide and I should know, of all people, that that isn’t going to be a suicide but rather a murder. There were five individuals known to me who were individuated. So, there’s some sort of ultimatum being provided about what, I don’t know – or else – so that I had better stop whatever it is I’m doing that counterterrorism is interested in having me stop pursuing. I mean, there are a couple of things, one, in fact, that is rather far reaching and which involves counterterrorism and which would be embarrassing to a lot of people. I’ve been spending some time consulting on this with some rather in-the-know people, on a Federal level.

If anyone knows anything about me its that I don’t cave in to pressure. Ever. No compromise. Never. What is life if one sells out honesty and integrity and goodness and kindness and truth and respect for others, for individuals without whom there is no common good?

Meanwhile, I love being the country parish priest who brings Jesus in the Most Blessed Sacrament to people. But I would never compromise to keep that privilege either. :-)

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Wray Rosenstein Strzoked out as puppeteers of IGs, FISA Court judges

“I, the Inspectors General and FISA Court Judges, Wray Rosenstein Strzok, hereby declare that members of any Congressional Oversight for the judiciary, for counterterrorism, for counterintelligence, for anything, although enjoying the highest levels of clearance, cannot ever run a true oversight operation in any setting as they are not allowed ever to know how we are conducting any of our activities, you know, while these are ongoing, and it is only I who can say what is active.”

Or am I wrong?

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Trump: “Strzok in HR is even worse!”

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This morning Trump told Steve Ducey for FoxNews that Strzok’s continued employment in the FBI, and now in Human Resources, is even worse than the previous situation. I feel vindicated for the following comment I made already some four months ago on Strzok being moved into HR, a manipulation which seems so malicious that those hired, promoted or moved about by Strzok should have a cloud over them until they are re-vetted after Strzok is entirely removed from government service:

How Peter Strzok is set to destroy FBI working in human resources division

  • Back in the day, regional centers of the FBI vetted and chose and assigned their own personnel. This has changed. Now everything is done from on high. This means that if you have a guy who is corrupt dealing with human resources, he might well be able to maneuver his own style of agent into various positions throughout the Bureau. Since this plays the long game, although it’s not very glamorous, it is arguably one of the most influential positions in the entire agency.
  • Peter Strzok, accused of stacking the deck politically regarding personnel in significant recent investigations, was “demoted” from Chief of Counterespionage and Deputy Assistant Director of Counterintelligence down to human resources, but that’s not really a demotion is it? No. In the long game, it’s much more influential.

///// That comment above, btw, was picked up by the FBI’s CJIS, namely, the FBI’s Criminal Justice Information Services [“Fairmont”] (that’s interesting), and then by what seems to be a most influential conservative think tank, that is, for policy within the present administration. ;-)

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DC DMV & Fr Byers CIA vs Main State

Back at the end of 2016 I had written a post thanking whoever it was had paid for my parking ticket in DC when I was visiting Main State. In the comments section of that post I mentioned that it seems The Company paid for that ticket (as only they could), seeing that they visited the blog at the same time I had tried to pay that ticket and at the same time as I was putting up that post. Were they trying ever so nicely to send me a hint that The Company was claiming the credit of paying the ticket to show how nice they are? I like that. Very cool. But was that an accurate interpretation of their “visit”?

Not long after that, while researching Main State a bit, I came across a video of seminar given by a guy who doesn’t belong to Main State, but has an office at Main State, who does stuff in all sorts of countries right around the world and is often in the middle of policy mixed up with some pretty aggressive action, with that CV usually belonging as a cover to a CIA guy (as I found out just the other day from […]. It is what it is. That video seminar guy (a recruiting video for his office at Main State) is the one I had seen when I first saw the parking ticket. He was in the car behind me. He’s obviously the guy I was originally supposed to see at Main State. So, then I gave that guy credit for paying my ticket, but later I had marked that latter post “private” for whatever reason.

Meanwhile, yesterday, going some hundreds of miles to bring a parishioner to a hospital near Asheville, we were having a conversation about spooky stuff, you know, CIA, FBI, et alii. I mentioned this parking ticket story, giving credit to whoever for paying the ticket for me. Right after that, as I was to find out perusing my phone in the waiting room of that hospital, that first post got a direct hit with a provenance just outside the doors of the George Bush Intelligence Center, HQ of the CIA. Hahaha. ;-) I’m sure it’s all just a coincidence. As always. Just my ever so fertile imagination.

But the phone thing is weird. I had all tracking and whatever turned off a few months ago on my phone. I got a call from the head of the Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest crowd , wanting me to possibly head up the centennial memorial service coming up on July 30. O.K. We then hung up. At the time, I was no where near that Memorial Forest, nor had I been. Seconds later I got a communication from Google saying that since I was obviously an authority on the Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest[!], could I answer a few questions for them. That says a lot about voice to text algorithms.

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Double Rainbow

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The above double rainbow was seen after Mass yesterday evening over the rectory (the house with the sunshine shining on it). The sunshine you see on the far side of the street leads up to the Veterans Memorial.

For a long time, Father Gordon MacRae is trying to get me to read Tom Clancy’s Rainbow Six apparently on the exploits of a counterterrorism unit. The problem is that I’m the most un-well-read priest in the world. I read one other book by Tom, The Sum of All Fears, perhaps exactly twenty years ago, which is about the only novel I’ve ever read in my life. The problem is to actually order it.

Meanwhile, the time draws near for the centennial memorial of Joyce Kilmer here at his memorial forest at Slick Rock in the western reaches of Graham County in the Smoky Mountains. In my opinion, Joyce should have a star on the memorial wall of the CIA for his own activities which brought him to his death. The CIA and even its forerunner were not yet founded, but there’s a pretty direct line. Another reason why the CIA has been dubbed the Catholic Intelligence Agency. Joyce was a member of the famed Rainbow Division, actually The Fighting 69th.

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CIA’s Gina Haspel’s Oath to… God

Gina just took her oath as Director of the CIA. Her enunciation was clear, crisp, strong.

I bid you, compare and contrast Gina’s oath taking with the haphazardly spoken “oath” of POTUS Obama, so mumbled, so fumbled, so mismanaged, so ill-spoken, that it was feared to be invalid. So, taking it again, off to the side, somewhat hidden, and as a bit of a joke[!], it only got worse.

Thank you, Gina, for not being afraid to take an oath to God.

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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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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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