My new podcast: Kill-Shot Psychiatry, George Carlin, hero Peter Breggin

And the Real Drug War That Is Eating America

by Jon Rappoport

April 26, 2022

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The response to my launch of podcasts has been terrific.

Go to my substack page, pay a few bucks to subscribe, and listen to something that is definitely unique. I assure you, I’m pulling out all the stops.

The recently launched and failed streaming debacle, CNN+, could only wish they had my podcasts to deliver. They would have built ratings through the roof—because people want to UNDERSTAND the real issues that radically change their lives. Issues I’ve been investigating and reporting on for 35 years.

These audio presentations give me a chance to blend my personal experiences with hard information. I can finally tell the stories behind the stories—how I came to discover hidden elements of the Deep Culture that has been transforming the West.

It’s far from doom and gloom, because there have been heroes I’ve met and known along the way. Men and women who’ve stood against the tide. So these podcasts are their stories as well.

My new podcast, which is up at substack now, is: KILL-SHOT PSYCHIATRY, GEORGE CARLIN, AND HERO PETER BREGGIN; THE REAL DRUG WAR THAT IS EATING AMERICA. (Part-1 is here and Part-2 is here)

It’s the story of one of my deepest and longest investigations.

I describe my first face to face meeting with Dr. Peter Breggin in Los Angeles. It was a major turning point for me. Peter is the pioneering psychiatrist who blew the whistle on his own profession and, by sheer force of personality and relentless intelligence, armed with a mountain of shocking facts, survived all the blows his colleagues could try to rain down on his head.

In person, and on-camera, Peter is a star. When he starts talking, he delivers truth as few people can.

George Carlin was a different kind of star. My one conversation with him, a few years before his death, shed light on something entirely unexpected. We spoke between sets of one of his electrifying performances in San Diego—and I realized how audiences were changing.

They were drugged—and not in a good way (if there is a good way).

They were casualties in the drug war. I go into the real nature of that war in my new podcast. At various times in my 84 years, I’ve seen, up close and personal, the effects of medical and street drugs on radically different groups of people—in normal small towns all the way up to corporate board rooms.

This is the real zombie apocalypse. And it has as much or more to do with big banks as it does with venomous street dealers.

I’m committed to making this war known and understood, in every possible way—and I pull no punches in the podcast.

There is another hero I talk about in the podcast, a DEA agent I interviewed off the record, who spelled out how the whole Congress and the President (Obama) opened the door wide to Pharma companies—traffickers in the deadliest drugs ever to hit America’s streets.

A significant amount of the insane and incomprehensible statements and actions we’ve been witnessing around us have their hidden roots in effects of drugs. The celebration of drugs (both street and pharma) took off 50 years ago. It was a planned operation, designed to destabilize and take down societies and nations.

In fact, much earlier, in the 1950s, the CIA, during its infamous MKULTRA mind control program, was consciously seeking out drugs that could disable populations. This was one of the secret aspects of MKULTRA.

The result of that plan and that search came to fruition—but not within the CIA. The overwhelming success was transferred to the field of psychiatry, which became the kissing cousin of the CIA—and psychiatry was medically justified (through fraudulent research) and enthroned with official status by national governments.

Psychiatry IS the official gatekeeper of the mind and consciousness.

And it is also the dispenser of killer drugs.

Originally, I planned to boil down and limit this podcast, time-wise, but I quickly realized that, of course, the material and the vital stories were the whole point…and as long as it took, I would tell the tale. In the fullest terms possible. No holds barred.

That’s what I’ve done.

If you know my work, you know I’m not out to bore people. Facts are supposedly to be ALIVE, and they are when you see the human effects behind the data.

So tune in to my latest podcast (Part-1, Part-2) and listen to the raw truth about what happened when the CIA’s mind control program became America’s new Culture.

As always, thank you for your support.

–Jon


The Matrix Revealed

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

What’s next: CIA a shining star? The new blitz of wartime propaganda. What’s the end game?

by Jon Rappoport

March 10, 2022

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Note to readers: I reached the payoff to this article, at the end, by working my way through the weeds, at the beginning. I considered editing out the beginning and middle and cutting right to the chase, but I decided exposing the whole trip was worth it. Sometimes you hack enough stuff away in the woods and you come to a clearing…

As I’ve recently explained, we’re supposed to make a key (and ridiculous) distinction between war and foreign policy.

War is big, brassy, out front. Foreign policy is dark, slippery, unknowable—and never probed by the news.

Here are a few examples of US foreign policy from something called history. See if this looks like war:

1949: Colonel Adib Shishakli backed by CIA in a coup in Syria. Shishakli took over the presidency four years later.

1953: the CIA staged a coup and overthrew Mohammad Mosaddegh, the prime minister of Iran.

1954: the CIA staged a coup and overthrew of the president of Guatemala, Jacobo Arbenz.

1960: The CIA backed the overthrow of Patrice Lumumba, the Prime Minister of the Congo Republic.

There is much, much more, but you get the idea.

Foreign policy. Don’t worry your pretty little heads about it. It’s not war. Of course not. The US only engages in war when it has to. When it’s provoked by some evil enemy. The US does NOT continuously wage war. The CIA media make sure we understand this.

For years, reports have been surfacing about the CIA training “insurgents” in the Ukraine. These groups are also called neo-Nazis. Let’s see, hmm. What would this foreign policy move be all about?

An attempt to goad Putin into a war? An attempt to create an international force labeled “white supremacists”—as a prelude to a new level of US “anti-terror” operations?

In the latter case, the CIA could take the lead in attacking the force it helped to nurture.

If you don’t have enough enemies, you need to invent them.

What’s the main point here? The massive current propaganda push to demonize Russia conveniently overlooks the fact that the US has been waging overt and covert war (foreign policy) for a very long time. Non-stop.

But the US government and the CIA media are now trying to install some kind of patriotism based on a very old concept: WE are always innocent; THEY are always guilty.

A concept of innocence is sorely needed these days. Forget the pandemic and the vast criminality associated with it. Forget the George Floyd riots and lootings and killings in several hundred US cities. Let’s wipe the slate clean. Let’s all rally behind the notion that we’re RIGHT and GOOD and JUST and Russia is the Devil.

Hey, the Roman Church wrote the book on that. It used it to justify Inquisitions, torture, and murder. INNOCENTLY undertaken, on behalf of God.

If you’ve been following the news lately, you’ve been seeing the same pattern that emerged after the initial announcement of the pandemic in 2020: WALL TO WALL MESSAGING.

An overnight unified response: “Virus deadly, we lock down.”

An overnight unified response. “We good and innocent, Russia Devil.”

You don’t achieve that kind of coverage spontaneously. You have a structure. You have many, many people in key positions on board.

What’s the end game?

There are lots of possibilities, lots of speculations. But one stands out boldly. When you poke conflicting parties so they go up against each other (Russia-US), you’re looking for an overarching “solution” in the aftermath. Something that creates a larger organization than the one you started with. An organization you control.

In this case, the solution would be “a new level and system of cooperation” in the area of currency, money, banking.

“No one wants to see this sort of interference in another nation’s banking again. It’s corrosive and disruptive, and The People suffer as a result. Therefore, the new agreements are extremely positive. They prove once more that the world is interdependent; what hurts one hurts all…”

A currency reset.

Brought to you by the World Economic Forum, acting on behalf of the biggest banks on Earth.

Notice the clever transition that would be engineered in the US. Starting with a crazed cartoon of intense nationalistic patriotism and a fitting enemy—Russia—we wind up with “greater global closeness than ever previously achieved.”

The “peace treaty” is always a source of astonishing grift and con and hustle at high levels.

Let’s go back in time. A year or two. Because there was a PRELUDE to all this:

People and platforms who were labeled racist or extremist had their bank accounts frozen or seized. They couldn’t find banks who would do business with them.

What a concept! It was a bit alarming. It also conditioned us to the possibility of warfare conducted in that manner.

Then, of course, we had Canada and Trudeau. Wow. The government froze/seized accounts of truckers and supporters. They’re still doing it. A federal government adopted that policy. It further conditioned us to this way of conducting warfare.

And NOW, Russia is the target. Cut them off from SWIFT. Interfere with their banking.

Well, sure, people now say. Great strategy. They’ve been conditioned to accept it as a way of waging war.

So NATURALLY, the solution to all this will be a rearrangement of the international banking system, which will involve greater digitization and something closer to a complete currency reset.

ONE: When it comes to war, the US is always innocent. History doesn’t exist. Foreign policy is never war. It’s too complex for the public to understand.

TWO: We’re innocent as lambs on the first day of creation, and Russia is Satan.

THREE: Punish Russia. Go after their money, their banks.

FOUR: Make peace. Ensure this regrettable form of money-war can’t happen again. A new and improved currency system. A RESET.

Is that a nice logical progression? Of course not. But governments and CIA press operations can make it look like one.

They’re experts in that area.


The Matrix Revealed

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

Real war vs. phony war; turn on the news bubble machine

by Jon Rappoport

March 2, 2022

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“The CIA infiltrated the media.” That statement wore out its welcome decades ago. The media ARE the CIA.

The only proviso, if you want to call it that: most reporters are too stupid to realize who they slave for.

I mention this because we’re not getting war news, we’re getting CIA news.

Now on the other hand, here is a WRITER—I don’t know who he is; his handle is Good Citizen on Substack. I’ll tell you this. If I could, I’d appoint him to head up negotiations between Russia and the Ukraine in a New York minute. Screw in your brain tightly and read what he recently laid down in one of his carpet bombing runs:

“Imagine this scenario of aggression. Russia has established something called SATA. (Surround America Together Alliance) with the Bahamas, Cuba, Canada and all of Central America. Article 5 of SATA says if one goes to war, they all go to war. Putin is trying to get Mexico to join. He orchestrated a coup there in 2014 and installed a puppet dictator who helps enrich Putin through Putin’s crack head son. He keeps assuring Mexico they will join SATA one day, even though the other countries would not approve the vote and they don’t meet some minimum requirements. Other politicians in the duma send their kids to be on boards of Mexican companies to collect paychecks of $50,000 per month. Russia keeps sending weapons to Mexico who has a neo-Nazi force of nationalists near the border who take shots at English speaking American separatists who would prefer to be part of the United States. Cease fires are broken 2000 times over 8 years, leaving 14,000 dead in the conflict. The U.S. has taken a patient stance, trying to reason with the Mexican coke-head dictator but he keeps accepting SATA weapons and money. Last week the Mexican dictator said he doesn’t just want SATA membership, he wants Russian nukes in his country aimed at the United States. That was the final straw. Tuesday the U.S. launched air strikes across Mexico and declared those English speaking American states as independent republics.”

It’s hard for Americans to consider that they’re living in a news bubble cut off from reality. That grisly fate is supposed to befall lesser countries.

And when American news involves foreign policy, the bubble is double, because that’s where American oligarchs have traditionally stolen a great deal of their money, and “don’t tell the children” has always been the motto of the CIA.

For readers who’ve been following my 2-year assault on the medical bubble surrounding the non-pandemic called COVID, think of the CIA as the CDC of political criminality. The CIA locks down countries. They “vaccinate countries and improve their immunity” by staging coups. They tell you which countries are viruses. They “stop the spread.”

We only see the least clever CIA people delivering the news on television, because those anchors have to be dumb; they have to believe they’re dispensing truth. They have to be unaware that cover stories, limited hangouts, false trails, appeals to authority, and straw man arguments are the stock-in-trade of standard intelligence operations.

If you told anchors Lester “Lurch” Holt or David “Sears underwear model” Muir that the puppet-comedian President of the Ukraine was handing out thousands of weapons to ordinary untrained citizens with the inevitable effect of many of them dying—for television coverage—Lester and David would have no idea what you were talking about.

Here’s a CIA-CDC parallel. The first great signal that the CIA had captured American news came in the wake of the JFK assassination—when US media unanimously agreed the Warren Commission had the facts straight: Oswald acted alone. This, despite nagging evidence (which piled up in future years) that the CIA itself had engineered the President’s murder.

In 1986, in a notorious deal between the US Congress and vaccine manufacturers, a law was passed which ruled out a citizen suing a manufacturer for toxic vaccine damage. Instead, the plaintiff had to appeal to a Kafka-esque federal “court” for compensation. At that point, the truth began to dawn. The CDC was in the big business of buying and selling vaccines; it was also in charge of reporting statistics on vaccine damage; and it was also conducting studies to assess vaccine safety and efficacy. News media took no notice of any of these facts—which when you added them up, amounted to mass murder by vaxx.

Two giant news bubbles, inside which the American population lived. Unaware.

Just as the CIA travels to distant lands, subverts and topples governments, paves the way for mega-corporate takeovers, and then feeds fantasies back to news networks, the medical CIA—the CDC—has it own crew of invaders. They’re called the Epidemic Intelligence Service (EIS).

These trained medical personnel carry out several hundred missions a year, to foreign lands where possible “outbreaks” are occurring.

They are the virus hunters. They’ve never met a non-existent virus they didn’t love.

Graduates of this EIS program, as proudly stated by the CDC, have gone on to occupy key positions in the overall medical cartel: Surgeons General; CDC directors; medical school deans and professors; medical foundation executives; drug-company and insurance executives; state health officials; MEDICAL EDITORS AND REPORTERS IN MEDIA OUTLETS. —Power, at key junctures.

It’s a loyal insider’s club. They collaborate to float prime-cut, A-number-one cover stories of extraordinary dimensions. They invent reality out of thin air.

They front for the medical cartel. And they provide cover for the crimes of mega-corporations. There’s a foreign town where poverty-stricken people are dying, because horrendous pesticides are running into the soil? No, it’s a virus. There’s a city where the industrial pollution is driving people over the edge into immune-system failure? No, it’s a virus. Dead fish are floating on a yellow and purple river next to a factory pipe that’s pouring steaming poison into the water? No, it’s a new virus no one knew existed.

And here’s the capper. Their propaganda is so good most of the EIS people (just like the news anchors) believe it themselves. You don’t achieve that kind of robotic servitude without intense brainwashing. The first installment of the mind-control program is called medical school.

The EIS would have you imagine the whole world is being attacked by viruses, all the time. That’s their mission.

Bubbles.

News bubbles.

War news bubbles.

Medical and pandemic news bubbles.

Try one on for size.

Walk inside one and live there.

Nothing to lose, except your mind.

And everything that follows from that.


The Matrix Revealed

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

The Truckers, GoFundMe, and the CIA; connecting dots

by Jon Rappoport

February 7, 2022

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As of this writing, GoFundMe has cut off (stolen) $9 million from the Canadian Trucker Convoy.

The money was donated by thousands of individuals to support the truckers, who are demanding the Canadian government cancel vaccine mandates, vaccine passports, and brutal COVID restrictions.

After a major backlash from the enraged public, GoFundMe has stated it will automatically refund all $9 million to the individual donors.

Regardless, GoFundMe will not forward the money to the group it was intended for: the truckers.

All right: here come the dots—

A venture capital firm, Accel, and Technology Crossover Ventures, own the majority stake in GoFundMe.

The big infusion of cash that sent Mark Zuckerberg and his fledgling college enterprise on their way came from Accel, in 2004.

Jim Breyer, head of Accel, attached a $13 million rocket to Facebook, and nothing has ever been the same. (Breyer—billionaire, CFR, World Economic Forum, major fund investor in China.)

Earlier in 2004, a man named Gilman Louie joined the board of the National Venture Capital Association of America (NVCA). The chairman of NVCA? Jim Breyer. Gilman Louie happened to be the first CEO of the important CIA start-up, In-Q-Tel.

In-Q-Tel was founded in 1999, with the express purpose of funding companies that could develop technology the CIA would use to “gather data.”

That’s not the only connection between Facebook funder and Accel’s Jim Breyer and the CIA’s man, Gilman Louie. In 2004, Louie went to work for BBN Technologies, headed up by Breyer. Dr. Anita Jones also joined BBN at that time. Jones had worked for the CIA’s In-Q-Tel and was an adviser to DARPA, the Pentagon’s technology department that helped develop the Internet.

With these CIA/DARPA connections, it’s no surprise that Jim Breyer’s jackpot investment in Facebook is not part of the popular mythology of Mark Zuckerberg. Better to omit it. Who can fail to realize that Facebook, with its endless stream of personal data, and its tracking capability, is an ideal CIA asset?

Accel co-owns the majority stake in GoFundMe. Accel has a history of rubbing shoulders with the CIA. Accel helped launch Facebook, the largest profiling and data-mining company in the world.

Given all this, it might be more surprising if GoFundMe DIDN’T cut off the Canadian truckers’ $9 million.

It’s also worth mentioning that Accel has invested in Spotify, the platform whose number-one star is Joe Rogan. Spotify is now under pressure to cancel Rogan, because his views and guests don’t align 100% with the official COVID narrative. In step one of a new censorship program, Spotify has stated it will post warning messages on all content that veers from official COVID positions and offer links to approved government and public health sources (for outrageous lies).

GoFundMe, Accel, Facebook, CIA, In-Q-Tel, Jim Breyer, CFR, World Economic Forum, major investments in China.

Basically, The Club.

The member’s statement of belief: “More money for me, less freedom for the peons, global control.”


The Matrix Revealed

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

A President Meets the CIA Machine

by Jon Rappoport

December 13, 2021

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President John X retired to the White House residence for the night.

Asleep, he went all the way out, floating above thousands of tiny mirrors in an ocean of surveillance.

He plunged into cloud layers.

“I COULD BE DEAD ALREADY. AM I DEAD? I’M DEAD, THEREFORE I AM.”

He was suddenly sitting in the cabin of a private jet. On a table, he saw a team of small glass angels, a silver cup, and a framed photo of Al Capone sitting on the toilet in his Palm Springs suite.

And then identity shattered into a thousand pieces. The lights of an enormous city loomed up under him, pulling the fragments down into liquor stores, newspaper racks, alleys, hotel rooms.

A news screen stood out in the black sky. A local anchor, her eyes bright with contempt, relayed the story of a man who had just died falling from an escarpment above the Chicago Loop while attempting to set up a sniper’s nest and kill shoppers in the indoor-outdoor Langland Mall.

A boyish blonde field reporter, standing in front of a McDonald’s, was interviewing a witness, an old man who was sitting in a wheelchair and foaming at the mouth and spitting. He doubled over and a siren went off. A security guard appeared with a riot baton and sent a fork of electricity into his crotch, quieting him.

The news screen disappeared.

Identity now a quiet snowstorm in a deserted wood, falling, falling, falling on the hard earth.

He was back in the cabin of the jet. Burnished lights set high in the walls.

A flight attendant entered with a drink.

She was six feet tall and blonde. That made her a target.

Wealthy and powerful men would seek her out.

Her body was sleek. He examined her left leg from wizardly articulated ankle to thigh, through the slit of her sheath skirt. She strode in heels, one foot placed precisely in front of the other.

She set down the drink on the arm of his chair and looked at her watch.

“We can’t have sex now,” she said. “We’re east of the Rockies.”

“I didn’t realize they had a law,” he said.

“Two hours from now,” she said, “we can negotiate a price.”

“I’m the President,” he said.

She pulled a half-sheet out of her jacket pocket and handed it to him.

“Standard,” she said. “Read and sign.”

It stated: “…I am not attempting to elicit information pursuant to an investigation, case, or sentencing option…”

He signed.

“Just out of curiosity,” he said, “how much protection do you have?”

“Well,” she said, “the LA Mayor has a local contract. He supplies private soldiers when I’m in the city.”

“Have they ever had to go on attack?”

“A Belivar prince once tried to have his men kidnap me between the airport and my hotel. My mercs burned them to the ground on Century Boulevard.”

“I’m…”

“You’re John X,” she said. “I know. The President. I’m Carol.”

She held out her hand. He looked at her long fingers. Her nails were short. No polish. He shook her hand. It was cool. It immediately became warm, as if she could make it happen.

She sat down next to him on the arm of his chair.

“Defendant in a federal trafficking case,” she said. “He claims his cartel, Zuma, struck a prior immunity deal with the CIA. No limit on protection.”

“What do you want from me?”

“Are there documents granting that immunity?” she said.

“You think they put that kind of thing in writing?”

“Here it is,” she said. Make the deal with the cartel. The defendants in the Chicago case plead guilty and keep their mouths shut. No trial. No testimony. Nothing links the cartel to us. Chicago stays open as a distribution hub. We extend the cartel executives’ immunity, in exchange for actionable intel on other major traffickers.”

“You’re CIA?”

“Another thing, John. No more cases against scientists for transferring technology to the Chinese. Shut that door.”

She put her hand on his forehead. “NOW WATCH THE MOVIE,” she said.

Old friends. Bobby Thoms came to him. 25 years ago. The Swan, a bar in the Loop.

The place was jammed with lawyers eating lunch. He sat at a back table, a cup of coffee in front of him. Bobby Thoms. Sitting next to him. In dark soiled clothes, as if he’d stripped them from a corpse in an alley. Pinched face, sunken cheeks. A lawyer’s runner, go-between. Supplier of information.

Bobby moved in close. “Sal Mosca’s bumping his appointment with city treasurer for you. He’ll be here in a minute.”

X reached into his pocket and pulled out a tight roll of bills. Bobby fielded it and slipped it into his pocket.

“There are national security implications in this case, John X. If the shit hits the fan, a lot of people could go down. You have a way out. You, me, Sal. We can all get well. Permanently.”

John X turned to his left and Sal was sitting next to him. Bull’s-head, dressed in his tan suit. Big chest, big belly, tired face. He’d been swaddled in the bullrushes of Lake Michigan. Dirty feet running on stones, foster homes, small-time collector/protection money, law school at night, muscled his way into city government as a private conduit between prosecutors and defense lawyers on major felonies.

Mosca frowned. “Your case has tricks, John X. As you know, the defendant isn’t just a Congressman’s aide. His family is in banking.”

“Immunity,” X said.

“Sky-high,” Mosca said. “And not just in this country. You’re prosecuting a young man who’s bulletproof.”

“I’m going to say four witnesses who saw him stab a man he was having sex with in the back room of a bathhouse are blind?”

“We can piece off those witnesses. The victim is recovering. He owns two properties that are underwater. He needs help. The defendant has a wife and a young child. They need a clean future.”

“The mayor is on board with this?”

“He would be grateful for your cooperation, John. A few years from now, he’s going to be running for a senate seat. You make the right move now, and we all have bright prospects. This is a moment.”

“Let’s talk about a higher level. Who is immune?”

Sal leaned back and grinned.

“Well, X, we are. We could be. There’s no legal market for the kind of protection I’m talking about.”

Then Mosca was standing next to X. He took his arm and walked him into the kitchen. They exited from a side door and climbed a flight of steps. Mosca opened another door on to the roof.

“The shed,” he said.

In the middle of the roof was a wooden structure. The padlock was open and hanging from a chain. They stepped inside and Mosca turned on a light. X shut the door. Tools were arranged on shelves. An open cabinet was stacked with brooms and shovels and an old shotgun. They sat down on two rickety chairs.

“John X,” he said, “immunity is an Atlas holding up the world. And now he’s watching and spying, to make sure it stays intact. If he’s your friend, the political highway is open.”

“On the other hand, if I decline to prosecute this case, I’m committing multiple felonies, and I’m owned forever.”

A sheet of slow lightning swam up X’s legs and infiltrated his spine. It nuzzled and burned each bone on the way up.

John X was standing in a courtroom open to the sky. He was behind the prosecutor’s table.

And there was a giant standing before him.

His head was barely visible, an imprint. He was radiating nothing. He was a no one.

X waited. He stood and waited.

The silent depersonalized giant standing before him…

Nobody. Nobody at all. Just a clock wound up to monitor and eat time.

…X was back in the cabin of the jet. With Carol.

She was still sitting on the edge of his chair.

“So, John X,” she said. “A point. Are you in transit right now because you died?”

“Maybe this is what I did on my summer vacation.”

She smiled.

“All right,” she said. “Let’s negotiate a price.”

“I won the election,” X said. “I’ve already been paid.”

“Don’t you remember, John? I’m your wife,” she said. “We’re on Air Force One.”

He looked out the window. They were passing over Washington. The Monument and the Capitol Dome and the White House were lit up.

“How long can I play this out?” he said.

She shrugged. “Two terms. Then you’re golden. Fairways and greens.”

“I am the President.”

He woke up in the residence.

She wasn’t in bed next to him. He heard the shower running. He turned on the night light.

A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom wrapped in a white robe.

“You’re up,” she said. “Everything all right?”

“Let me ask you something,” he said. “Suppose I refuse. What happens then?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” she said.

“I cancel my order. I shut down Chicago as a trafficking hub. All the Agency arrangements are made public. No payoffs. No deals.”

Silence.

“I wouldn’t do that, John. Even if you wanted to, COULD you do it?”

“I just had a crazy dream. You were in it.”

“What was I doing?”

“Turning the screws on me.”

“What?”

“Reminding me of my obligations.”

“Well,” she said, “that’s legitimate. When we moved into the White House, I had a conversation with Alice. She was packing a few things here in the residence. She told me her husband now and then went into a bit of shock over the power he had. A few wild ideas occurred to him during his Presidency. She had to bring him back to Earth. Part of her job, she said.”

“What made you choose me, Carol?”

She laughed. “That’s a tired line from an old movie. Because I loved you. And besides, look where it landed me. In bed with the President. A girl doesn’t get that every day. I’d say I was a good judge of character.”

“You were on the money.”

“John, we’ve got an hour before you have to go downstairs and keep the world from falling apart today.”

“Let’s imagine that’s where I was heading with this conversation.”

“You took a roundabout route.”

“I bore myself easily. I have to vary the lines.”

“Keep people guessing. I’ve learned that from you, Mr. President.”

“I doubt that.”

She took off her robe and stood before him.

“Well,” she said. “You’re reborn in your dream of me.”


Exit From the Matrix

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

CIA, journalists, Aaron Rogers, dogcatcher CEO of Pfizer, God

by Jon Rappoport

November 19, 2021

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OK, look, we have to keep this dialogue simple. I’m from the CIA, 30 of you are from major news outlets. We can’t all talk at once. So you, Sam, from the Post, and I are going to go back and forth and try to sort out some of issues we’re dealing with here.

Marty, I hate to say this, but the big elephant in the room is God.

What?

Stay with me. People are having dreams in which God appears and tells them not to take the vaccine. I had one, too. He showed up in bright light and said I was risking my life if I took the shot. So I want to know: is some rogue element of the CIA piping that dream into lots of people?

Of course not, Sam. That’s ridiculous.

Well, when you put God together with loss of jobs because of the mandate, people getting fired because they won’t take the shot, you have a devastating one-two punch. This is more than interruption of supply lines. This is potentially, say, a million people deciding one day to show up at a governor’s mansion and protest. We’re on the edge.

Where the hell are you getting this information?

Polls, surveys. Of course, we’re not releasing the results. And then there’s the fact—which we’re also covering up—that millions and millions of vaccine doses are sitting in storage, expiring, because people won’t take the jab. The official vaccination rates are bullshit. They’re really much lower than advertised.

Well, speaking for the CIA, we’re worried about the vaccine mandates. They’ve gone too far. Raising too many hackles. People don’t like to get fired for refusing. They don’t like losing their livelihoods. What the hell were Biden’s string pullers thinking?

And then idiots like the CEO of Pfizer, Albert Bourla, who’s a VETERINARIAN, a dog doctor, gives a speech to the Atlantic Council, and says people who spread vaccination disinfo should be in prison. Meanwhile, the BMJ takes testimony from a Pfizer whistleblower who says the clinical trials of Pfizer vaccine were an incompetent mess and full of lies.

So what are we going to do?

Everybody’s excoriating Aaron Rogers because he won’t take the vaccine and he violate rules by appearing at a presser without a mask…but at the same time the players on the field are unmasked and they’re spitting on each other and clawing at each other and falling all over each other during the game and there are 75,000 people in the stands and hardly anybody is wearing a goddamn mask. It’s ridiculous.

We have to hope the great unwashed public stays deaf, dumb, and blind.

I wouldn’t count on that. We might need a war as a distraction. A real shooting war. Can we cook up a deal with the Chinese? Maybe something in Taiwan. You know, limited. No more than 10,000 deaths. A five-day war. Then a negotiation. A new trade deal.

I was thinking of a high-level assassination. A European leader. A hunt for the unknown assassin. Everybody gets in on the act, blaming this group and that group. Splash it big. The number-one story in the world.

Or Joe Biden shows up naked walking across the White House lawn in the middle of the day. The man totally lost it. He’s done. He has to resign from office. But he’s a hero. He sacrificed his mind to save the world from Trump. Statues. Memorials. He and Nurse Jill retire to a farm in Delaware, and are never heard from again.

Putting Kamala Harris in the Oval Office? Are you kidding? Nobody knows what she’d do. One day she might wake up and have people paint the White House black.

But that would be good for us. A massive distraction.

This supply line crisis, and rising oil prices. Not good. They only add to the general unrest. The American people aren’t going to sit still for major food and heating shortages.

Can we engineer a shocking global heat wave? You know, prove climate change is real. Then, energy quotas for all nations, a UN mandate-treaty to—

No. We need a distraction that doesn’t make the situation worse. A naked Biden on the White House lawn is pretty good. The President in his birthday suit.

We need to act fast. This vaccine is maiming and killing large numbers of people. It’s a disaster. You can’t keep that a secret for much longer.

How about a trans thing? You know, turns out that Chuck Schumer is actually a woman?

Wouldn’t hold the public attention for more than ten days.

Right.

How about the Pope makes a new announcement. God told him to tell the world to take the vaccine. This time, the Pope isn’t just making a personal recommendation. It’s coming straight from God. It’s ex cathedra. Isn’t that what they call it when the Pope issues one of his “infallible” commands?

He’ll never go along with it. He doesn’t have the cojones.

There’s always the Cary Grant test.

What’s that?

It started out as a thought-experiment. I think some guy at MIT dreamed it up. If Cary Grant told the world to jump off a cliff, how many people would actually do it?

How does that apply?

Say a very popular movie star takes the vaccine and then right away becomes deathly ill. With his dying breath, he says, “Take the vaccine.” You know, the sympathy factor kicks in. His adoring fans line up and take the shot.

I don’t think so.

All right then. There’s only one other choice.

You mean—

Yes.

I don’t know. It could be very dangerous. We’d be walking a narrow line. We’d have to marshal all our forces to stick to the same story.

It could be done.

The feds quietly order every testing lab in America to change the sensitivity of the PCR test. Rig it so the number of positive tests—indicating infections—takes a major drop. I mean major. Then the White House—Fauci—says we’ve turned the corner on the pandemic. The vaccine has saved us. We can relax. And gradually, over the next few months, the mood of the media lightens. Lots of good news. Fewer and fewer people pay attention to the vaccine mandate. The pressure is off. Fired workers are taken back on the job. Oil prices drop. The supply lines are restored.

Right. We might have to do it. Although we’d hate doing it. I was hoping for at least ten years of sustained horror.

Sometimes you take your wins and cut your losses and live to fight another day.

Hey, we rigged the PCR test to get all those millions of fake cases…so we just rig it the other way now.

There’s one problem. We still have massive numbers of injured and dead people as a result of the vaccine.

No problem. We call those “deaths from the virus.” And as fewer and fewer people take the vaccine, those injuries and deaths decline rapidly. The real problem is getting Bill Gates to climb onboard with our solution.

I think we can handle that through Melinda. She tells Bill if he doesn’t play ball, she’ll start talking to the press every damn day about his relationship with Jeffrey Epstein. Paint Bill as a total pervert. I think she’d enjoy making that threat.

I still like naked Joe Biden walking across the White House lawn.

We all do. Maybe we could stage that as a bonus. One day as he steps out of the shower, a Secret Service guy tells him there’s a new plan to build an all-girls prep school on the White House grounds and he has to come see the layout right away. Joe is so excited, he forgets to get dressed. Next thing you know, after a little push, there he is, on the lawn, walking around…

Even if we tell the people the pandemic is finally under control, we can still push through biometric ID passports for everyone. That means wall to wall surveillance of the whole population. Where they go, what they do, how much they spend on what, who they talk to.

The only thing that can stop us is all-out refusal by the population to do what we tell them to do. Complete rebellion.

And that’s not going to happen, is it?

We’ve got the “not-me” phenomenon on our side.

What’s that?

I person says, “Well, I’d be willing to rebel, but other people aren’t, so what I do won’t make any difference. Therefore, I’ll do nothing.”

Good one.

If God is coming to people in their dreams, so is the “not-me” proposition.

They’d desert God for a Slurpee and a burger. I hope.

Me too. Call to Duty by God versus a Slurpee.

Kind of disgusting when you think about it. Almost makes me want to go the other way.

Yeah.

Suppose, just suppose we put some money and organization behind these protests against the mandate. Got, say, two MILLION people to surround Gavin Newsom’s house in California one morning. Boom. He’s such a repulsive little putz. Bullshit smile, all those teeth, he really “cares” about people. Two million people on his lawn. And the cops are on the people’s side. Think we could pull that off?

Kidding? Of course we could if we wanted to. And then, in a panic, HE would come out through his front door naked and babbling in terror.

I’d pay major bucks to see that.

I have to tell you something. When you finally figure out how to torture people, really mess with them, make them knuckle under…and then you actually DO it and it works…

The thrill goes out of it. Right?

Yeah. It does. It’s not nearly as exciting as you thought it’d be.

So you start thinking about going the other way. Freeing people. Making the guys we work for—the arrogant tinpot bastards—pay. In spades.

Just because we want to.

And maybe the Founders had it right when they tried to install freedom.

And maybe God isn’t crazy.

Well, well, well. How about that.


Exit From the Matrix

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

How the CIA hid their MKULTRA mind-control program

And yes, this has a COVID vaccine punchline

by Jon Rappoport

September 17, 2021

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Back in the early 1990s, I spoke with John Marks, author of Search for the Manchurian Candidate. This was the book (1979) that helped expose the existence and range of the infamous CIA MKULTRA program.

Marks related the following facts to me. He had originally filed many Freedom of Information (FOIA) requests for documents connected to the CIA’s mind-control program. He got nothing back.

Finally, as if to play a joke on him, someone at the CIA sent Marks 10 boxes of financial and accounting records. The attitude was, “Here, see what you can do with this.”

I’ve seen some of those records. They’re very boring reading.

But Marks went through them, and lo and behold, he found he could piece together MKULTRA projects, based on the funding data.

Eventually, he assembled enough information to begin naming names. He conducted interviews. The shape of MKULTRA swam into view. And so he wrote his book, Search for the Manchurian Candidate.

He told me that three important books had been written about MKULTRA, and they all stemmed from those 10 boxes of CIA financial records. There was his own book; Operation Mind Control by Walter Bowart; and The Mind Manipulators by Alan Scheflin and Edward Opton.

After publishing his book, Marks continued to press the CIA for more MKULTRA information. He explained to me what then happened. A CIA official told him the following: in 1962, after ten years of mind-control experiments, the whole program had been shifted over to another internal CIA department, the Office of Research and Development (ORD).

The ORD had a hundred boxes of information on their MKULTRA work, and there was no way under the sun, Marks was told, he was ever going to get his hands on any of that. It was over. It didn’t matter how many FOIA requests Marks filed. He was done. The door was shut. Goodbye.

The CIA went darker than it ever had before. No leaks of any kind would be permitted.

In case there is any doubt about it, the idea of relying on the CIA to admit what it has done in the mind-control area, what it is doing, and what it will do should be put to bed by John Mark’s statements. The CIA always has been, and will continue to be, a rogue agency.

To give you an idea of how far the CIA, the US military, and its allied academics will go in MKULTRA “research,” here is what I wrote in 1995 about several human experiments. My information was based on the three key books I mentioned above, as well as Martin Lee’s classic, Acid Dreams:

“Dr. Robert Heath of Tulane University, as early as 1955, working for the Army, gave patients LSD while he had electrodes implanted deep inside their brains.”

“In the mid-1950’s, Paul Hoch, M.D., a man who would become Commissioner of Mental Hygiene for the State of New York, then a laborer in the field for the CIA, gave a ‘pseudoneurotic schizophrenic’ patient mescaline. The patient had a heaven-and-hell journey on the compound. But Hoch followed this up with a transorbital leucotomy [aka lobotomy]… Hoch also gave a patient LSD, and a local anesthetic, and then proceeded to remove pieces of his cerebral cortex, asking at various moments whether the patient’s perceptions were changing.”

People need to understand how the history of mind control and psychiatry are interwoven, and how the madmen and murderers within these “professions” are content to use torture “in the name of science.”

From a naturalnews.com article by the heroic whistleblower, psychiatrist Dr. Peter Breggin (“Never again! The real history of psychiatry”), we get insight into one aspect of that history.

Breggin: “[Before World War 2, in America], organized psychiatry had been sterilizing tens of thousands of Americans. For a time in California, you couldn’t be discharged from a state hospital unless you were sterilized. In Virginia the retarded were targeted. American advocates of sterilization went to Berlin to help the Nazis plan their sterilization program. These Americans reassured the Germans that they would meet no opposition from America in sterilizing their mentally and physically ‘unfit’ citizens.”

“While the murder of mental patients was going full swing in Germany, knowledgeable American psychiatrists and neurologists didn’t want to be left out. In 1942, the American Psychiatric Association held a debate about whether to sterilize or to murder low IQ ‘retarded’ children when they reached the age of five. Those were the only two alternatives in the debate: sterilization or death.”

“After the debate, the official journal of the American Psychiatric Association published an editorial in which it chose sides in favor of murder (“Euthanasia” in the American Journal of Psychiatry, 1942, volume 99, pp. 141-143). It said psychiatrists would have to muster their psychological skills to keep parents from feeling guilty about agreeing to have their children killed.”

The psychiatrists who later went to work for the CIA, in the MKULTRA program, were devoid of conscience. Any experiment was a good experiment. Human beings were “useful subjects.”

Here is an MKULTRA sub-project you may not have heard of. I wrote about it several years ago—

Some would say the 1940s and 50s were the most vibrant and innovative period in the history of American jazz.

During those years, it was common knowledge that musicians who were busted for drug use were shipped, or volunteered to go, to Lexington, Kentucky. Lex was the first Narcotics Farm and US Health Dept. drug treatment hospital in the US.

According to diverse sources, here’s a partial list of the reported “hundreds” of jazz musicians who went to Lex: Red Rodney, Sonny Rollins, Chet Baker, Sonny Stitt, Howard McGhee, Elvin Jones, Zoot Sims, Lee Morgan, Tadd Dameron, Stan Levey, Jackie McLean.

It’s also reported that Ray Charles was there, and William Burroughs, Peter Lorre, and Sammy Davis, Jr.

It was supposed to be a rehab center. A place for drying out.

But it was something else too. Lex was used by the CIA as one of its MKULTRA centers for experimentation on inmates.

The doctor in charge of this mind control program was Harris Isbell. Astonishingly, Isbell was, at the same time, a member of the FDA’s Advisory Committee on the Abuse of Depressant and Stimulant Drugs.

Isbell gave LSD and other psychedelics to inmates at Lex.

At Sandoz labs in Switzerland, Dr. Albert Hofmann, the discoverer of LSD, also synthesized psilocybin from magic mushrooms. The CIA got some of this new synthetic from Hofmann and gave it to Isbell so he could try it out on inmates at Lex.

Isbell worked at Lex from the 1940s through 1963. It is reported that in one experiment, Isbell gave LSD to 7 inmates for 77 consecutive days. At 4 times the normal dosage. That is a chemical hammer of incredible proportions.

To induce inmates to join these MKULTRA drug experiments, they were offered the drug of their choice, which in many cases was heroin. So at a facility dedicated to drying out and rehabbing addicts, the addicts were subjected to MKULTRA experiments and THEN a re-establishment of their former habit.

Apparently, as many as 800 different drugs were sent to Isbell by the CIA or CIA allies to use on patients at Lex. Two of the allies? The US Navy and the US National Institute of Mental Health—proof that MKULTRA extended beyond the CIA.

In another MKULTRA experiment at Lex, nine men were strapped down on tables. They were injected with psilocybin. Bright lights were beamed at their eyes—a typical mind control component.

During Isbell’s tenure, no one knows how many separate experiments he ran on the inmates.

As I say, Lex was the main stop for drying out for NY jazz musicians. How many of them were taken into these MKULTRA programs?

As Martin Lee explains in his book, Acid Dreams, “It became an open secret…that if the [heroin] supply got tight [on the street], you could always commit yourself to Lexington, where heroin and morphine were doled out as payment if you volunteered for Isbell’s whacky drug experiments. (Small wonder Lexington had a return rate of 90%.)”

A June 15, 1999, Counterpunch article by Alexander Cockburn and Jeffrey St. Clair, “CIA’s Sidney Gottlieb: Pusher, Assassin & Pimp— US Official Poisoner Dies,” contains these quotes on Dr. Isbell:

“Gottlieb also funded the experiments of Dr. Harris Isbell. Isbell ran the Center for Addiction Research in Lexington, Kentucky. Passing through Isbell’s center was a captive group of human guinea pigs in the form of a steady stream of black heroin addicts. More than 800 different chemical compounds were shipped from Gottlieb to Lexington for testing on Isbell’s patients.”

“Perhaps the most infamous experiment came when Isbell gave LSD to seven black men for seventy-seven straight days. Isbell’s research notes indicates that he gave the men ‘quadruple’ the ‘normal’ dosages. The doctor marveled at the men’s apparent tolerance to these remarkable amounts of LSD. Isbell wrote in his notes that ‘this type of behavior is to be expected in patients of this type’.”

“In other Gottlieb-funded experiment at the Center, Isbell had nine black males strapped to tables, injected them with psylocybin, inserted rectal thermometers, had lights shown in their eyes to measure pupil dilation and had their joints whacked to test neural reactions.”

If you think these experiments were so extreme they bear no resemblance to modern psychiatry, think again. Thorazine, the first so-called anti-psychotic drug, was researched on the basis of its ability to make humans profoundly quiescent and passive. Electroshock and lobotomy are straight-out torture techniques that also destroy parts of the brain. SSRI antidepressants increase violent behavior, including homicide. Among its many documented effects, Ritalin can induce hallucinations and paranoia.

Well, all these effects are part and parcel of the original (and ongoing) MKULTRA.

But now the whole population, via psychiatry, is included in the experiment.

Which is one reason why THE RIGHT TO REFUSE MEDICATION must be protected and expanded.

Including, of course, the right to refuse VACCINES.

For example, the COVID vaccines.


The Matrix Revealed

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

A President Meets the CIA Machine

by Jon Rappoport

July 1, 2021

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President John X retired to the White House residence for the night.

Asleep, he went all the way out, floating above thousands of tiny mirrors in an ocean of surveillance.

He plunged into cloud layers.

“I COULD BE DEAD ALREADY. AM I DEAD? ANYBODY HERE? I’M DEAD, THEREFORE I AM.”

He was suddenly sitting in the cabin of a private jet. On a table, he saw a team of small glass angels, a silver cup, and a framed photo of Al Capone sitting on the toilet in his Palm Springs suite.

And then identity shattered into a thousand pieces. The lights of an enormous city loomed up under him, pulling the fragments down into liquor stores, newspaper racks, alleys, hotel rooms.

A news screen stood out in the black sky. A local anchor, her eyes bright with contempt, relayed the story of a man who had just died falling from an escarpment above the Chicago Loop while attempting to set up a sniper’s nest and kill shoppers in the indoor-outdoor Langland Mall.

A boyish blonde field reporter, standing in front of a McDonald’s, was interviewing a witness, an old man who was sitting in a wheelchair and foaming at the mouth and spitting. He doubled over and a siren went off. A security guard appeared with a riot baton and sent a fork of electricity into his crotch, quieting him.

The news screen disappeared.

Identity now a quiet snowstorm in a deserted wood, falling, falling, falling on the hard earth.

He was back in the cabin of the jet. Burnished lights set high in the walls.

A flight attendant entered with a drink.

She was six feet tall and blonde. That made her a target.

Wealthy and powerful men would seek her out.

Her body was sleek. He examined her left leg from wizardly articulated ankle to thigh, through the slit of her sheath skirt. She strode in heels, one foot placed precisely in front of the other.

She set down the drink on the arm of his chair and looked at her watch.

“We can’t have sex now,” she said. “We’re east of the Rockies.”

“I didn’t realize they had a law,” he said.

“Two hours from now,” she said, “we can negotiate a price.”

“I’m the President,” he said.

She pulled a half-sheet out of her jacket pocket and handed it to him.

“Standard,” she said. “Read and sign.”

It stated: “…I am not attempting to elicit information pursuant to an investigation, case, or sentencing option…”

He signed.

“Just out of curiosity,” he said, “how much protection do you have?”

“Well,” she said, “the LA Mayor has a local contract. He supplies private soldiers when I’m in the city.”

“Have they ever had to go on attack?”

“A Belivar prince once tried to have his men kidnap me between the airport and my hotel. My mercs burned them to the ground on Century Boulevard.”

“I’m…”

“You’re John X,” she said. “I know. The President. I’m Carol.”

She held out her hand. He looked at her long fingers. Her nails were short. No polish. He shook her hand. It was cool. It immediately became warm, as if she could make it happen.

She sat down next to him on the arm of his chair.

“Defendant in a federal trafficking case,” she said. “He claims his cartel, Zuma, struck a prior immunity deal with the CIA. No upper limit on protection.”

“What do you want from me?”

“Are there documents granting that immunity?” she said.

“You think they put that kind of thing in writing?”

“Here it is,” she said. Make the deal with the cartel. The defendants in the Chicago case, their lieutenants, plead guilty and keep their mouths shut. No trial. No testimony. Nothing links the cartel to us. Chicago stays open as a distribution hub. We give the cartel immunity, in exchange for actionable intel on other major traffickers.”

“You’re CIA?”

“Another thing, John. No more cases against scientists for transferring technology to the Chinese. Shut that door.”

She put her hand on his forehead. “NOW WATCH THE MOVIE,” she said.

Bobby Thoms came to him. 25 years ago. The Swan, a bar in the Loop.

The place was jammed with lawyers eating lunch. He sat at a back table, a cup of coffee in front of him. Bobby Thoms. Sitting next to him. In dark soiled clothes, as if he’d stripped them from a corpse in an alley. Pinched face, sunken cheeks. A lawyer’s runner, go-between. Supplier of information.

Bobby moved in close. “Sal Mosca’s bumping his appointment with city treasurer for you. He’ll be here in a minute.”

X reached into his pocket and pulled out a tight roll of bills. Bobby fielded it and slipped it into his pocket.

“There are national security implications in this case, John X. If the shit hits the fan, a lot of people could go down. You have a way out. You, me, Sal, Morris Gold. We can all get well. Permanently.”

John X turned to his left and Sal was sitting next to him. Bull’s-head, dressed in his tan suit. Big chest, big belly, tired face. He’d been swaddled in the bullrushes of Lake Michigan. Dirty feet running on stones, foster homes, small-time collector/protection money, law school at night, muscled his way into city government as a private conduit between prosecutors and defense lawyers on major felonies.

Mosca frowned. “Your case has tricks, John X. As you know, the defendant isn’t just a Congressman’s aide. His family is in banking.

“Immunity,” X said.

“Sky-high,” Mosca said. “And not just in this country. Morris has the details. They’re formidable. You’re prosecuting a young man who’s bulletproof.”

“I’m going to say four witnesses who saw him stab a man he was having sex with in the back room of a bathhouse are blind?”

“We can piece off those witnesses. The victim is recovering. He owns two properties that are underwater. He needs help. The defendant has a wife and a young child. They need a clean future.”

“Morris is on board with this?”

“He would be grateful for your cooperation, John. A few years from now, he’s going to be running for mayor of this fine city. You make the right move now, and we all have bright prospects. Years and decades. This is a moment. Careers can be made.”

“Let’s talk about a higher level, Sal. Who is immune?”

Sal leaned back and grinned.

“Well, X, we are. We could be. There’s no legal market for the kind of protection I’m talking about.”

Then Mosca was standing next to X. He took his arm and walked him into the kitchen. They exited from a side door and climbed a flight of steps. Mosca opened another door on to the roof.

“The shed,” he said.

In the middle of the roof was a wooden structure.

The padlock was open and hanging from a chain. They stepped inside and Mosca turned on a light. X shut the door. Tools were arranged on shelves. An open cabinet was stacked with brooms and shovels and an old shotgun. They sat down on two rickety chairs.

“John X,” he said, “immunity is an Atlas holding up the world. And now he’s watching and spying, to make sure it stays intact. If he’s your friend, the political highway you’re thinking about for yourself is wide open.”

“On the other hand, if I decline to prosecute this case, I’m committing multiple felonies, and I’m owned forever.”

A sheet of slow lightning swam up X’s legs and infiltrated his spine. It nuzzled and burned each bone on the way up.

John X was standing in a courtroom open to the sky. He was behind the prosecutor’s table.

And there was a giant standing before him.

Atlas. His head was barely visible, an imprint. He was radiating nothing. He was a no one.

X waited. He stood and waited.

The silent depersonalized giant standing before him…

Nobody. Nobody at all. Just a clock wound up to monitor and eat time.

…X was back in the cabin of the jet. With Carol.

She was still sitting on the edge of his chair.

“So, John X,” she said. “A point. Are you in transit right now because you died, or are you dreaming?”

“Maybe this is what I did on my summer vacation.”

She smiled.

“All right,” she said. “Let’s negotiate a price.”

“I won the election,” X said. “I’ve already been paid.”

“Don’t you remember, John? I’m your wife,” she said. “We’re on Air Force One.”

He looked out the window. They were passing over Washington. The Monument and the Capitol Dome and the White House were lit up.

“How long can I play this out?” he said.

She shrugged. “Two terms in the Oval. Follow the playbook and you’re golden. Fairways and greens.”

“I AM the President.”

He woke up in the residence.

She wasn’t in bed next to him. He heard the shower running. He turned on the night light.

A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom wrapped in a white robe.

“You’re up,” she said. “Everything all right?”

“Let me ask you something,” he said. “Suppose I refuse to be part of THEIR story. What happens then?”

“I don’t know what you mean,” she said.

“I cancel my order. I shut down Chicago as a trafficking hub. The cartel defendants in the case go to trial. All the CIA arrangements are made public. No payoffs. No deals.”

Silence.

“I wouldn’t do that, John. You’d be destroying your Presidency. Even if you wanted to, COULD you do it?”

“I’d probably be dead by next week. I just had a crazy dream. You were in it.”

“What was I doing?”

“Turning the screws on me.”

“What?”

“Reminding me of my obligations.”

“Well,” she said, “that’s legitimate. When we moved into the White House, I had a conversation with Alice. She was packing a few things here in the residence. She told me her husband now and then went into a bit of shock and awe over the power he had. A few wild ideas occurred to him during his Presidency. She had to bring him back to Earth. Part of her job, she said.”

“What made you choose me, Carol? You could have had any man in the world.”

She laughed. “That’s a tired line from an old movie. Because I loved you. And besides, look where it landed me. In bed with the President. A girl doesn’t get that every day. I’d say I was a pretty good judge of character.”

“You were on the money.”

“John, we’ve got a few hours before you have to go downstairs and keep the world from falling apart today. How about we fool around?”

“That’s exactly where I was heading with this conversation.”

“You took a roundabout route.”

“I bore myself easily. I have to vary my lines.”

“Keep people guessing. I’ve learned that from you, Mr. President.”

“Come on. You were born knowing that.”

She took off her robe and stood before him.

“With you, every day is my birthday,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” she said. “It is. You’re reborn in your dream of me. That’s what marriage should be.”


Exit From the Matrix

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

One cheese glob, indivisible, with deception and takeover for all

by Jon Rappoport

March 31, 2021

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SF Weekly, 3/14/2012: “[During the Cold War] The L-shaped [CIA] apartment boasted sweeping waterfront views, and was just a short trip up the hill from North Beach’s rowdy saloons. Inside, prostitutes paid by the government to lure clients to the apartment served up acid-laced [LSD] cocktails to unsuspecting johns, while martini-swilling secret agents observed their every move from behind a two-way mirror. Recording devices were installed, some disguised as electrical outlets.”

The CIA comes to town.

The Senate Committee for Public Trust held a secret hearing, to determine whether the White House and, indeed, the Congress, had violated the separation-of-powers principle enshrined in the Constitution.

Had the traditional walls between the states and the federal government been violated beyond repair?

Late in the afternoon, the Chairman of the Committee introduced a surprise witness, James Williams, a CIA executive.

—Mr. Williams, you understand we’re focusing on a bill currently before the House, which would increase federal COVID assistance and economic stimulus. Several trillion dollars are at stake.

Yes, Mr. Chairman. I’ve read the bill.

Since the CIA plays no role in this issue, please explain why you’re here today.

I received an order from the Director to engage with this Committee.

Again, why?

Because my Agency would like a piece of the action. We feel we’re underrepresented.

Piece of the action?

Yes. This bill before Congress is a landmark operation. It gives federal money to the states at levels no one has ever contemplated before. Money for COVID testing and vaccination, for education, for highway construction, bridges, tunnels, for paying off state debts, including giant budget deficits and pension fund shortfalls. There is money in the bill for colleges and universities, churches, foster homes, prisons. There is money that would allow poverty-stricken families to buy homes. There is money for sports teams, clubs, non-profits, farmers. Money for expanding Welfare so it applies to every citizen. Money for medical research institutes, for libraries, animal rescue facilities, insurance companies, data processing corporations.

We get the idea, Mr. Williams. You can stop now.

And the amounts of money are staggering. The federal government is pouring a Niagara of cash and credit into all 50 states.

Yes? And?

It’s clearly an effort to federalize the states. To bring them into the fold of the central government. To erase what’s left of their independence, once and for all. It’s a gigantic bribe, a payoff, under the cover of parading as a COVID relief and stimulus package.

Well, I wouldn’t exactly—

But we at the CIA are getting NOTHING. You see, Mr. Chairman, we’ve operated, since 1948, as an independent Agency. We’ve ignored subpoenas from the Department of Justice. We’ve refused to appear in federal court on charges. We’ve trampled and traipsed all over the world, doing exactly what we wanted to do with no federal monitor on our actions—and we’ve screwed up badly on dozens of occasions. Frankly, we’re a failure. We take most of our intel from public sources, like newspapers. Now we want to be swallowed up by the federal government just like the states. We want you to take us over. We’re looking for money to seal the deal.

That’s absurd.

Why?

First of all, your budget is enormous, and most of it is secret. Congress has no idea how you spend the money. Second, we’re not running a peace treaty conference here. This bill is about funding for the STATES. The CIA is not a state.

You want to eat and digest the states with enormous forced bribes, so they don’t exist anymore. There’s a provision in the bill that would force the states to submit to federal control of all elections—how they’re run, who runs them, who counts the votes, who can vote, mail-in and Internet ballots…the whole nine yards.

We want to ensure vote integrity.

Don’t kid a kidder, Mr. Chairman. Anyway, I’m empowered to offer the Congress full access to the CIA’s books and records. The details of every operation we’ve conducted since our inception. You can do anything you want to with those records. Expose them, hide them, burn them, blackmail people with them. The Agency SURRENDERS to the federal government. We’re total screw-ups. We want in. We want the kind of money you’re giving the states. We want to be Welfare recipients. Big-time.

You’re telling this Committee the CIA wants to get down on its knees and lick our boots and humiliate itself for money?

Absolutely.

How much money?

We want three trillion dollars up front and another three when our surrender is complete.

Plus you offer a full secret statement admitting the CIA has done far more harm than good for the past 80 years?

Yes. Not a problem.

Did you kill JFK?

Allen Dulles handled that individually. It was his op.

What about RFK?

We used cutouts. They screwed up, and we covered for them. We leaned on the LAPD, who were investigating the murder, and they cooked the evidence.

All right, listen. Yes, this bill before Congress IS, in fact, an effort to erase the states. We shower them with so much money they give in and go along with every single federal program we saddle them with. We unify the country. Nebraska does exactly what New Hampshire does. Kansas does exactly what New York does. Florida does exactly what California does.

That’s what the so-called pandemic was FOR. Right, Mr. Chairman?

Financially speaking, yes. The country had to be brought to its knees before we could get this bill passed. The economic picture had to be so dire, the states would cave in and trade what was left of their independence, in return for major money. Money the likes of which they’ve never seen before. This bill isn’t COVID relief. It’s a mob payoff. Only in this case, we’re the mob and we’re making the payment. No skin off our nose. The money is invented out of thin air. As usual.

Well, Mr. Chairman, that’s what we, at the Agency, thought. We were blown away when we realized it. You’re pulling off the kind of operation we could only dream of. You make us look like pikers. Amateurs.

Coming from a man like you, Mr. Williams, that’s high praise.

Not really, sir. I could tell you lots and lots of stories about our failed ops. Blown covers. Agents we thought were ours who turned out to be doubling. If we had anything to recommend us, it was our enthusiasm. We enjoyed subverting governments and staging revolutions and assassinating enemies. It was fun. But we were always short on smarts. And after the Cold War was over, we were screwed. All dressed up and nowhere to go.

The CIA is already part of the federal government, of course. So what would this takeover look like, Mr. Williams?

As far as the public is concerned, nothing would change. But under the surface, we would take our marching orders from Congress, from a special committee that tasks us with specific operations inside the US. For example, as you erase the 50 states, we’ll pitch in. We’ll help bring their legislatures to heel. We’ll infiltrate the governors’ offices and make sure they’re toeing the federal line. The money you’re laying on them is the key, but a lot of details will have to be worked out. State officials aren’t all going to fold up overnight.

I don’t know, Mr. Williams. The FBI and the Justice Department aren’t going to jump for joy when they see CIA people carrying out domestic ops from Alaska to Florida.

That’s the thing, Mr. Chairman. We see what you’re doing as part of a larger merger.

Meaning what?

Look at all these federal agencies. How many are there? Does anyone know? They cooperate with each other in some ways, but they also compete and protect their turf. They’re very inefficient. The whole federal government should be merged, like a giant cheese glob. From the top. From the White House and Congress.

Don’t just eradicate the states. Combine all the federal agencies as well.

Exactly. We could help there. We have dossiers on hundreds, if not thousands of federal officials. We could apply pressure.

What about the news media?

Mr. Chairman, we’re already very well positioned inside the news business. But with your backing, we could tighten up that sector, too. Make their relationship with the federal government even closer.

Big, big picture? You’re talking about something on the order of a 20-year plan, Mr. Williams. This is a complete overhaul of the nation.

Yes, sir. That’s how we see it.

You want to climb on our bus and ride it all the way with us.

Yes.

It’s quite a vision.

Thank you.

Just out of curiosity, who at the Agency came up with this idea?

A Russian defector we’ve been keeping under lock and key for 50 years.

Really.

He has a lot of time on his hands.

There’s another way to go, Mr. Williams. We could just surrender to China. They’re much better at organizing than we are.

We thought of that, but we don’t believe their methods would be acceptable to the American people. They come down all at once on the population with tremendous force. And they’ve been holding a grudge against the West since the Opium Wars.

The first problem I see, Mr. Williams, is the Pentagon. They fancy themselves as a separate Empire.

Sure. But you’re already making great progress there. You’ve got them installing so many social justice programs their heads are spinning. It wouldn’t surprise me to see them build a transgender Special Forces outfit based in San Francisco.

We could increase their budget, with strings attached.

Absolutely, Mr. Chairman. Double it, on the condition they merge with CIA, NSA, and the State Department. I admit, it would be tricky, but over time, with the right people in place, wonders can be achieved.

Now you’ve got MY head spinning. The federal government is so large. Trying to reconstruct it as one massive integrated unit…I don’t know. I wouldn’t want this to degenerate into some kind of clown show.

We believe the key is the Department of Justice, Mr. Chairman. That’s where the overall plan would go. Into creating Justice for All. By our definition. With the right slant on propaganda, we could bring every social justice program under that roof.

“The federal government is all about securing real justice for every man, woman, child, and the other genders.”

Correct. All federal roads lead into and out of the Department of Justice.

A new dawn.

Fifty years from now, Mr. Chairman, no one will be able to recognize the America we’re experiencing right now. This America will be gone. In its place, a much different operation. What you and I would consider the absurd upper reaches of preposterous propaganda about WHAT PEOPLE DESERVE AND WHAT IS RIGHT FOR THEM TO HAVE…that will be par for the course, like having a stove or a TV set.

Mr. Williams, something in me rebels against what we’re envisioning. It DOES seem as if we’re clowns describing our new circus.

Believe me, at the CIA we know all about clowns. We’ve cooked up and launched operations you couldn’t imagine. From a distance they were so crazy, you’d think we were living and working in an insane asylum. And yet…some of those operations succeeded. And when they did, they transformed governments and people’s states of mind. That’s the key. CAN YOU CHANGE PEOPLE’S MINDS SO THEY ACCEPT LUNACY AS NORMAL?

Well, can you?

Look at America these days. It’s happening under our noses. Government officials and news outlets are saying and doing things that, 15 years ago, would have been laughed at and ignored, as the ravings and psychotic outbreaks of madmen.

I guess that’s reassuring. Or very disturbing. I’m not sure which. Just the other day, I read an article about a court backing a six-year-old child’s “reasoned decision” to take puberty blockers…

Actually, Mr. Chairman, you could trace that all the way back to the 1960s. We had an op we called CK. Crazy Kid. It was a long-term program based on the premise that children were wisdom creatures, the most intelligent members of society. What kids saw and wanted was what adults should follow and provide. Let me lay out the general pattern for you. You get various groups to believe they need all sorts of rights and rewards—the weirder and more outrageous, the better. It’s clear that only one entity can provide these rewards—which are characterized as necessities. And that entity is the government. The government is positioned as the leading edge of a multi-front social revolution. And we’re back at JUSTICE. That’s what everyone wants and demands. So you give it to them. But you convince them that the specifics of Justice are completely foreign and bizarre, contrasted against traditional norms. This is how you create a new society. And it IS a clown show. It’s designed that way.

That’s frightening, Mr. Williams.

It looks frightening until you’re in the middle of it for a while. Then it seems normal, like the latest fashion, or form of music. Which takes us into another old propaganda op called Cultural Relativity: There is no single standard. Every culture or group has its own practices, and we must respect them. That was one of the first modern clown shows. People call it Marxist, but it’s really TAKEOVER. That’s all. Doesn’t matter what you call it. Somebody’s got to run things, Mr. Chairman. May as well be us.

Now I’m suddenly feeling confused. Listening to you, Mr. Williams…I don’t know…I’m torn…maybe we should vote DOWN the bill before Congress, and instead preserve what’s left of the independence of the states.

Why would you want to do that, Mr. Chairman?

I’m not sure I want my children and grandchildren to have a president who says he’s three different genders at once.

But, as I say, your grandchildren will believe that’s NORMAL.

Then I have an obligation, now, to try to protect them.

That would be a losing proposition, Mr. Chairman. You’d be fighting against the tide of history. And by history I mean propaganda.

This vision of yours, Mr. Williams. Remind me? Why would we follow it?

For the same reason you’re trying to erase independent states. CONTROL. Control over the population.

And we achieve that by—

By controlling minds. By planting in minds the idea that all sorts of rights and all sorts of forms of justice are absolutely essential. Bizarre forms, to be sure. Group A has the right to bring their miniature genetically engineered pet zebras to work every day, because in their native country, zebras are sacred. Group B has the right to obtain, free of charge, a surgical procedure that places an ornamental third eye in the middle of their forehead—because they came to America from a country where the third eye is the religious symbol of wisdom and the god Ooblahdee.

Mr. Williams, I’m leaning the other way. I think you’re arguing against yourself. You’ve gone over the edge. We should reject your offer of CIA surrender. You’re terrifying. Controlling people and their minds—there must be a limit on that.

Me. Chairman, I think you’re too late.

Why do you say that?

Because, if the world is to be made over into a New Normal, you can’t have one highly visible nation that still has significant freedoms and values which elevate THE INDEPENDENT INDIVIDUAL. Especially not America. We have to drive all Americans crazy.

And who is this WE?

The CIA. And its associated partners. That’s why I’m here today, Mr. Chairman. To tell you that you should go along with our plan…

A plan to produce sheer widespread insanity.

Insanity that, in time, will look entirely average.

Mr. Williams, if Congress erases the 50 states and brings them under total federal control, and if people like you are the leading edge of federal government, then I would want to leave all the states to their own devices—in the hope that they will somehow preserve the America envisioned in the Constitution.

Well, Mr. Chairman, in that case, this is a war. A culture war. So my question to you is: how much money—or other inducement—is it going to take to bring you over to our side?


The Matrix Revealed

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

Antifa/BLM should be protesting against drug cartels and banks

If the CIA admitted the truth about the destruction of society

by Jon Rappoport

March 9, 2021

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This is a work of fiction, in the form of an interview. It presents a thesis about the protection of high-level criminals.

I lay out the thesis in this fashion, because it’s the fastest and clearest way to get to the heart of the matter.

A reporter interviews a former CIA executive who is fed up and decides to spill many beans.

REPORTER: I recently read a report about an elite elementary school in California. Nine-year-old children were being taught to “explore different aspects of their identity”—especially pertaining to privilege…how their place in society gives them an inherent advantage over “disenfranchised children.”

CIA EXECUTIVE: I’m familiar with the situation. In that case, it was Asian kids who supposedly had the privilege. Their higher levels of performance in school were characterized as some kind of “systemic crime.” Usually, this theory is pushed to describe the difference between black and white children. It’s a dead end.

Q: What do you mean?

A: Well, under that theory, you would have to reshape all of society to finally see disenfranchised children rise to their true level. It’s impossible. You would have to brainwash and reprogram everyone. It’s CIA MKULTRA in a new form. Worse, you remove all responsibility from the lower-performing children themselves, their families, their teachers, and their communities. You absolutely refuse to look at what’s actually going on.

Q: What is actually going on?

A: That’s a long story. Let’s take a couple of issues. What is happening in black communities in major cities…police brutality is far from the main problem. Very high up on the list would be GANGS, their violence, their crimes, their shootings, their sale of life-destroying drugs, their recruiting of young children. Gangs make it very difficult for significant investments to come into the economies of those communities. Gangs make neighborhoods and communities into war zones, where people can’t walk down streets without fear. I would advise—don’t talk to men about this. Don’t talk to the men who live in those places. Talk to the mothers who are raising children on their own. Get those mothers to tell you what they REALLY think about the gangs and their effect on people’s lives. Do you ever see that on the news? Many mothers really telling that story as they see it and experience it every day?

Q: How do you solve THAT situation? The gangs.

A: Have you ever wondered why more criminal cases aren’t brought against these gangs? I’m not talking about the prosecution of individuals. I’m talking about big cases.

Q: Such as?

A: RICO cases, which were made against New York mafia families. Cases filed on the basis of “continuing criminal enterprises.” That’s what RICO is. That’s what it’s for.

Q: You’re saying RICO charges could work against gangs? As a wholesale strategy? As a way of breaking them up, imprisoning significant numbers of members and leaders?

A: With enough effort, absolutely. It would be revolutionary, in a good sense. Then you would see tremendous positive change in those neighborhoods.

Q: So why aren’t RICO cases being made?

A: How do gangs make their money?

Q: Selling drugs.

A: Where do the drugs come from? Mexico. Other places. Now we’re talking about drug cartels. Some of these American inner-city gangs are distributors for the cartels. For instance, in Chicago, which has been a major junction for shipping drugs all over the US.

Q: And? So?

A: The Mexican cartels have to launder their cash. Billions and billions of dollars. Maybe trillions, all told. For that, they need banks. Now we’re talking about very high-level criminals. The banks. Also, major corporations that are strapped for cash. Drug money is available to these corporations. Their stock prices depend on that cash.

Q: You’re saying inner-city gangs are protected from RICO prosecutions, because they’re part of the overall drug empire.

A: Yes.

Q: So BLM and Antifa should be protesting against drug cartels and banks.

A: You’re damn right they should. Why aren’t they? Because the money behind BLM and Antifa, and their political connections, are tied into the drug empire. Tied in close enough so it’s “hands off,” leave the gangs alone. Instead, focus everything on protests against the cops.

Q: Antifa and BLM are fronts for the drug empire?

A: Not on the ground level. Antifa and BLM are “diversionary ops.” They’re pushed out there to deflect attention from the biggest problem that’s destroying inner-city black communities: the gangs. And the gangs are left untouched, because they’re part of the massive global drug trade.

Q: We started out talking about the reprogramming of society, on the premise that brainwashing everybody would somehow elevate the performance of “disenfranchised children” and wipe out “privilege.”

A: Right. That’s more than just a diversionary op, but it does serve that purpose. It does deflect attention away from what is literally destroying black communities: gangs.

Q: If you’re right about this, the destruction of inner cities is really an elite program.

A: Well, it is. Of course, the gangs aren’t victims in this plot. It would be a gross mistake to think of them that way. They’re very pro-active. They’re criminal cultures. They aren’t any different from other criminal organizations and mafias.

Q: It’s hard to imagine so many people, including celebrities, are taking BLM and Antifa at face value. No questions asked.

A: Now you’re getting into deeper water. Now you’re getting into a more fundamental level of reshaping society. I’m referring to the overall culture of victimhood. People are programmed to elevate supposed victims into automatic heroes. This means: find a victim and then blame the wrong group for the victim’s plight. Remove every single shred of responsibility from the victim himself. In that way, cripple him. Make him think he can’t rise, he can’t advance, until his oppressors take their hands off his neck. That’s a dead end. Look at the whole college system of education these days. Where is it headed? Every student is programmed to believe he is either a victim or an oppressor.

Q: This would be a new level and scope of the CIA’s MKULTRA program. The mind control program.

A: Yes. Instead of trying to reprogram the thought processes of one individual, do it all at once. For huge numbers of people. It’s based on the premise that you can get many people to feel guilty about SOMETHING, if you harass them long enough. And you can get many people feeling good about being oppressed, if you tell them the oppression is the sole source of their problems. The one thing you leave out is: any individual or group can rise up through their own efforts. Once you go there, the whole mind control program begins to fall apart.

Q: Suppose BLM and Antifa really did begin to protest against drug cartels and banks?

A: Their money would dry up, that’s for sure. It would have to be a bootstrap operation. Very little press coverage. Celebrity supporters would get nervous. And if you brought China into it, and their business of selling opioids to the West, those celebrities would claim total ignorance and run for the hills.

Q: So the oppression of these inner cities, by the gangs and the drug cartels and the banks is very real.

A: Of course it is. But at the same time, you need the premise that any person or group can and must rise through their own efforts. You correctly nail the real criminals who are doing the bulk of the oppression, AND you also teach people that the way out of their great troubles is through their own efforts.

Q: The role of gangs in the drug empire, and the failure to prosecute them through RICO cases…the CIA is aware of this?

A: For a long time, clandestine units of the CIA have facilitated drug trafficking. But many players are aware. In one way or another, they feed at the money trough. They view inner cities as profitable breeding grounds for drug-cartel foot-soldiers. Gangs.

Q: This overall re-programming of society you mention. The cult of victimhood. This is a CIA op?

A: It’s much, much wider than that. As just one example, the entire education system of the country has been enlisted in this op. Think “big government.” After all, who is portrayed as the “rescuer of all the victims?” Government. Right now, in the COVID fraud, who is positioned as the savior of the entire “victimized population?” Government. We’re looking at a long-term power grab, by the government which, by its sheer size and power, has gone light years past what the Constitution permits. And then you look at government, and you see where it’s heading. Toward a global management system. The usual players are involved. World Economic Forum, the Rockefeller forces, Bilderberg, Trilateral Commission, major banks, Big Tech, etc. But their plans depend on their ability to sell the victim-oppressor model, especially in America. That model debilitates the natural human impulse to live and work on the basis of individual freedom.

Q: And the black and Hispanic communities?

A: Designated pawns in this lethal game. Starting with Lyndon Johnson’s War on Poverty, in 1966, those communities have gradually been portrayed as victim-heroes, in order to expand the re-programming of society. In order to turn everything upside down. But again, it does no good to look at one’s self solely as a pawn. People and communities have to rise up through that. Another function of Antifa/BLM: to keep victimhood front and center…


The Matrix Revealed

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Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.