Song-and-Dance-Man Sammy Davis Jr. was teeing off on the golf course one day when his opponent asked him what his handicap was.  “Handicap?” wisecracked Davis.  “Talk about handicap — I’m a one-eyed Negro Jew.” ~ Time

Sammy Davis Jr. was born into a mixed-race Vaudeville family.  His mother, Elvera Sanchez, was Cuban Roman Catholic but he frequently called her “Puerto Rican” because he was afraid that the Cold War anger towards Cuba would cause backlash.

Cuba is an island nation smaller than the State of Florida yet it has remained an untouchable “enemy” of the United States since Fidel Castro took power in 1953, a mere 90 miles from Key West.

This friction was at its height during the Cuban “missile crisis” of October, 1962 when the Soviet Union attempted to bolster it’s connection to Cuba by placing R-12 (SS-4) and R-14 “nuclear-capable”¹ ballistic missiles there.

How has Cuba remained such a thorn in America’s side?

The foundation of Communist Cuba has been Fidel Castro.  His mother was a hyper-devout Roman Catholic, he went to no fewer than three Jesuit educational institutions and was sometimes mentored by a personal Jesuit.

Few Americans realize the incongruency of Cuba being an enemy yet allowing the United States to maintain an illegal prison and torture facility on Cuban soil where innocent people of yesterday are turned into the vehement enemies and terrorists of tomorrow in order to perpetuate a never-ending state of war.

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In the need to screen Castro and Cuba from the inactive might of the CIA, a ludicrous story has been circulated that the little tin dictator has survived 638 assassination attempts, including poison ice cream and an exploding cigar.

Davis’ father, was Baptist.  It was Davis Senior who brought his namesake son into the family business and made him part of the Will Mastin Trio.

At 18, Davis was drafted into the WWII Army and had the misfortune to be sent to one of the first integrated infantry units where his size and ethnicity put him at an extreme disadvantage.  He got into so many fights that his nose was permanently disfigured.

Because of his background, he managed to get transferred to Special Services where he performed for many of the soldiers who had abused him.  He found it empowering.  As well as dancing and singing, Davis did impressions of famous people.

After the war, Davis returned to performing with his family.  In 1951, he was recognized while at Ciro’s in West Hollywood and his solo career took off.

Within two years, his wife would take some radical changes of course.

In 1953, Davis met and would go on to become lifelong friends with performer Eddie Cantor.  Cantor gave Davis a mezuzah, which Davis wore around his neck as a good luck charm.

On Nov. 15, 1954, Davis was in a horrific car accident in San Bernardino while driving back to Los Angeles from a show in Las Vegas.  He lost his left eye in the crash and later said it was the one night he forgot to wear the mezuzah.  During his stay in the hospital, the hospital’s chaplain rabbi visited him.

In the documentary Davis says that despite his mother being Catholic and his father Baptist, “After the accident I needed something desperately to hold onto.  I found myself being more and more convinced that Judaism was it for me.  I know there’s sort of a kinship between the plight of a Negro and the plight of a Jew: the oppression, the segregation, the constant trying to survive and trying to achieve dignity.” ~ Jewish Journal

In 1957, Davis began dating actress Marilyn “Kim” Novak, a white Catholic girl from Chicago.  The high-profile mixed ethnicity relationship was scandalous for the time but the forbidden nature only encouraged the two further.

Novak and her family were so devout, in fact, that the Guardian notes:

In 1966 the Pope [Paul VI] refused an audience to Novak and her parents because the Catholic Church’s League of Decency has condemned Wilder’s Kiss Me, Stupid.  Pope John Paul II later gave her absolution.²

Novak was contracted with Columbia Pictures, at the time, headed by Harry Cohn.

Cohn was a New York City Jew with powerful Italian Roman Catholic connections.³  As far as Cohn was concerned, Novak was in his “stable” and he would not allow her money-making attributes to be challenged by a black.

When Cohn found out, he became enraged that his star—who he regarded as property he’d invested in—was dating a black man.  The next morning, while flying to Los Angeles, he had the first of several heart attacks that would soon kill him.

By all accounts, Cohn was a ruthless studio chief who admired Benito Mussolini and had ties to the Chicago mob. He even wore matching ruby “friendship rings” with gangster Johnny Roselli. There are various accounts of what happened next, but what’s clear is that Cohn took out a mob hit on Davis. Gangster Mickey Cohen found Davis’s father and passed on the threat. Silber was there when Davis received the phone call.

“They said they would break both of his legs, put out his other eye, and bury him in a hole if he didn’t marry a black woman right away,” says [Arthur] Silber [a close friend of Davis].  “He was scared as hell, same as I was.” …

For his part, Davis went to his friend, gangster Sam Giancana, for protection.  Giancana told him that he could protect Davis in Las Vegas and Chicago, but he had no reach in Hollywood.  The threat loomed over him.  The wedding was the only solution.

The woman he chose was Loray White, a black singer who worked across the street at the Silver Slipper.  She and Davis had gone out a few times in the past.  Now Davis offered her a lump sum (between $10,000 and $25,000) to marry him and act as his wife.  She agreed.  In pictures of their Las Vegas wedding, White and Davis drink out of an oversized martini glass beside a tiered cake with the word “Happiness” written on it.  But Silber, who drove the couple to their wedding suite, recalls that Davis drank heavily all evening and became so distraught in the car that he tried to strangle White.  Silber restrained Davis and carried him to his room. …

By September, newspapers were reporting that White and Davis were getting divorced. ~ Smithsonian

After that it was back to white women.

Davis began dating actress Maybritt “May Britt” Wilkens.  Britt / Wilkens was Swedish but had been working for Italian filmmakers Carlo Ponti and Mario Soldati.

They married in 1960 and the fallout was immediate.

Despite working with his Rat Pack friend Frank Sinatra to help campaign for John F. Kennedy’s presidential run, Kennedy refused to allow Davis to perform with the Rat Pack at his inauguration, because Davis had married Swedish actress May Britt, a white woman, at a time when interracial marriages were still illegal in 31 states. ~ Jewish Journal

The two had one mixed-ethnicity daughter who said her father was rarely home and missed most of her important events.

Davis and Britt had one daughter, Tracey, and adopted two sons.^[2]  Davis performed almost continuously and spent little time with his wife.  They divorced in 1968, after Davis admitted to having had an affair with singer Lola Falana.  That year, Davis started dating Altovise Gore, a dancer in Golden Boy.  They were married on May 11, 1970, by the Reverend Jesse Jackson. ~ Wikipedia

Falana’s father was Cuban Roman Catholic but it took her being diagnosed in 1987 with Multiple Sclerosis before she dedicated herself wholly and completely to her religion.

Davis’ next wife, Altovise Joanne Gore, was also Catholic.  This would prove confusing for their adopted son, Manny.

Davis’ adopted son, Manny, recently told the Journal in an email, that he had found his father’s conversion “strange.”  Initially raised not practicing any religion, Manny said he always thought that Jews and Catholics were white.  After being adopted by Davis and Altovise, Manny wrote, “I now had a Black Catholic mother and a Black Jewish father.  I didn’t know what to think.” ~ Jewish Journal

Davis’ conversion to Judaism did not bring with it strict discipline or ethics.  He gravitated so strongly towards sexual deviance that it caused another conversion for the singer in 1967: the “Church of Satan” founded by Chicago Jew Howard Stanton Levey who would later create the stage name “Anton LaVey”.

LaVey’s unholy house of worship was also drawing Hollywood’s attention. Sammy Davis Jr. was introduced to the Church of Satan at an orgy party, which he later described as “dungeons and dragons and debauchery.”  After Davis starred in an ill-fated sitcom called “Poor Devil” — a sort of “It’s a Wonderful Life” in reverse, the church awarded him the title of Warlock II, which may be akin to Angel Second Class. ~ The San Francisco Chronicle

In the photograph with Davis and Levey / “LaVey” was Levey protégé Michael Aquino.

Aquino was disappointed in Levey, finding him to be more interested in theatrics than true dedication to Satan.  He left the “Church” and formed the “Temple of Set”; an endeavor that was so successful he was recruited into the military and attained the rank of Lieutenant Colonel in the United States Army, eyebrows and all.

Perhaps most quizzical of all is the single photograph of Davis in the apparent regalia of a Knight of Malta.

Very little information is available about it but one article that does come up is from Allen Kurzweil.

Kurzweil is a Viennese Jew, educated at Yale and the University of Rome.  He is, therefore, highly accredited and sought after by magazines such as “The New Yorker” where he published an account of his time at an elite Swiss boarding school.

In 1971, I met a boy who changed my life forever.  I was ten and he was twelve when, for a few indelible months, we roomed together in a British-style boarding school perched on an alpine meadow high above Geneva. …

My dormitory housed a Bahraini royal, the heir to a washing-machine fortune, and an Italian aristocrat whose family tree included a saint, a Pope, and several princes. …

Although Kurzweil states that his mother managed to send him to a school far above their meager means, it’s clear he had a well-traveled and elevated life.

How does a middle-class Jewish kid from New York end up at a fancy Christian-inflected boarding school in Switzerland?  The truth is, I campaigned to attend Aiglon.  The school was situated a snowball’s throw from the chalet inn where my family had vacationed each winter while my father was alive.  (A Viennese émigré who had relocated his wife and children from New York to Milan under the Marshall Plan, he died, of cancer, when I was five.)

“Christian-inflected”?

After the Templars were suppressed by Philippe le Bel of France, they went underground in Switzerland.  Being the originators of usury-banking, it was only natural for them to continue on in that country which has since become the bastion of all who wish to shield their ill-gotten gains.

For more, see my book Secret History.

Kurzweil goes on to describe being terrorized by a bully named Cesar Augusto.

There’s no mystery to why Cesar held certain Belvedere boys in his thrall.  He knew the ropes.  Moreover, he was rumored to be the son of Ferdinand Marcos’s head of security.  His name, his size, his command of the school’s pseudo-military regulations, the accuracy he demonstrated when strafing enemies with ink from his Montblanc fountain pen, enabled him to transform our dorm into a theatre of baroque humiliation.  Nor is it hard to figure out why he singled me out for special attention.  I was the youngest boy in the school. I was a Jew (one of a handful). And I bunked a few feet away.

Marcos was an archetypical Catholic tyrant.

Left-to-right: Claudia Alta “Lady Bird” Johnson, Ferdinand Marcos, Lyndon Baines Johnson, Imelda Marcos (1966).

Ferdinand Marcos (1917-1989) was a nationalist president remembered as a corrupt dictator who ushered in an era of political repression and violence.  In attaining and holding the presidency, he wielded charisma, vast wealth, political connections among both Filipinos and Americans, military clout, and drew upon the charm of his wife, the former beauty pageant winner Imelda Marcos.

Marcos, an Aglipayan Catholic and later a Roman Catholic, believed that he had a divine mandate to lead the Philippines and claimed to receive visions directly from God.  He also drew on Philippine mythology, referring to himself as malakas (strength) and Imelda as maganda (beauty) in reference to the Philippine Adam and Eve. ~ Harvard Divinity ⁴

Their excess and greed is legendary, perhaps best demonstrated by devout Catholic Imelda’s collection of over three thousand pairs of shoes.

Kurzweil continues—

It didn’t take long to shed the habits I’d picked up in Switzerland.  Plimsolls, anoraks, and rucksacks reverted to sneakers, parkas, and backpacks.  The crossbars disappeared from my sevens.  Yet reminders of Cesar kept popping up: while watching “Tom Brown’s School Days,” a BBC serial packed with boarding-school abuse; while reading novels for literature classes.  (Dostoyevsky’s Prince Myshkin is subjected to cold showers and gymnastics in an alpine sanatorium.)  I composed a list of dictators who endorsed the benefits of a Swiss boarding-school education (the Shah of Iran, Kim Jong-un).  I found myself wondering, Was Darwin’s theory of natural selection inspired by the adversity he faced at Dr. Butler’s school?  Would Orwell’s world view have been so Orwellian had the headmaster of St. Cyprian’s resisted the impulse to break a bone-handled riding crop on the student’s buttocks?

In 1991, while promoting my first novel in Italy, I found myself with a few days off and returned to Aiglon.

Boarding school sado-masochistic sexual hazing aside, Korea’s Kim Jong-un is an apt example.

His father, Kim Jung Il (like so many who abuse their citizenry), wasn’t Korean, he was Russian.  He also spent a year on the home island of the Knights of Malta.

His son took up after him, living an extremely pampered and perverted life.  While incognito at Liebefeld-Steinholzi School near Berne, he was once caught with a bondage pornographic magazine in his school bag.

Years later, Kurzweil revisited his old school and found a Manila phone number for “Cesar Augusto” but the call could not go through.

He tried an internet search but found what I did:

As far as the Web was concerned, my Cesar did not exist.

As we continue, and you learn of the supposed criminal dealings of this individual, you will find that (as I did) highly unusual.

In 2005, I got a more promising lead.  A research fellowship provided me with access to a slew of licensed databases.  One of them had archived a 2001 New York Post article bearing the headline “‘knight’ falls as feds bust up a royal ripoff.”  The story began:

A trio of American fraudsters posing as fake European royalty were busted on charges they swindled more than $1 million out of unsuspecting investors, authorities said yesterday.

According to the article, and other online sources, the three con men had allegedly hoodwinked a number of sophisticated investors into entering loan agreements with the Badische Trust Consortium, a Swiss-based investment house claiming to manage assets of sixty billion dollars.  The crooks rented suites at the Waldorf Astoria, travelled with fake diplomatic passports, and adhered to a fourteen-point dress code that encouraged the use of gold pocket watches, homburgs, and Montblanc fountain pens.

The chairman of the “bank” called himself Prince Robert von Badische, the Seventy-fourth Grand Master of the Knights of Malta (Ecumenical).  His chief lieutenant was variously identified as Baron Moncrieffe, the Prince of Serbia, and Dr. Moncrieffe.  And the pair of them, both pushing eighty, were assisted by a man roughly half their age who used four aliases; most often, he introduced himself as Colonel Sherry.

According to the Daily News, Cesar was one of the two brokers the Badische Trust tasked with ensnaring victims with “false promises of big money.”  In other words, he was the shill.

A theatrical fraud based in Switzerland that makes use of Montblanc fountain pens: Could there be anything more Cesar-like?  I double-checked the roper’s age; it aligned perfectly with my ex-roommate’s.  I also learned that this Cesar, along with three of the other four crooks named in the indictment, had been convicted and sent to prison.

From here, however, Kurzweil shows the connections his elevated status brings him in investigating people.

My luck changed some six months later, when a friend at the New York law firm of Debevoise & Plimpton offered to help me make sense of some trial briefs I had unearthed.  While skimming an appeal generated by one Badische Trust defense attorney, I discovered that Baron Moncrieffe had received pro-bono assistance from a Debevoise & Plimpton lawyer named Mark Goodman.  My friend put me in touch with Goodman, who provided a thumbnail sketch of the scam: “Everything these guys touched, promised, concocted, represented, and did was a lie, a contrivance, a fiction. I’ve been around a lot of con artists.  I handle a ton of white-collar crime.  This was the most massive fraud I have ever come across.  Massive.  Fake knights.  False banks.  Imaginary kingdoms.  These guys travelled on bogus passports.  They hosted lavish dinner parties at five-star hotels.  They performed knighting ceremonies.”  (When I interviewed the assistant U.S. attorney who filed the initial charges, he summed up the crime as “‘Dirty Rotten Scoundrels’ meets ‘Clue.’”)

Goodman invited me to visit his office and examine the court records.  A few weeks later, I set up shop in a Debevoise & Plimpton conference room and spent the weekend sifting through fourteen cartons of discovery material.  They contained copies of, among other things, a fake deed of trust from a nonexistent African kingdom, the circumcision certificate for a putative Aryan royal, and a welfare check issued by the City of New York to one of the self-styled principals of the sixty-billion-dollar trust.  (Years later, I asked Goodman why he had been so forthcoming.  After noting that he had removed privileged material and checked with his client the Baron before providing me with access to the files, Goodman said, “We’ve all had bullies.  It seemed the right thing to do.”)⁵

Apparently, “Cesar” was either very stupid or nominally protected as he impersonated the vanguard of the most dangerous institution in existence.

The documents included dozens of photographs, mostly from the nineteen-sixties, of the Prince and the Baron glad-handing world leaders.  “The [Badische] Chairman with his wife and Pope Paul during the bestowal of decorations at the Vatican,” one caption read.  “The Executive Committee Director with British Prime Minister Sir Winston Churchill and General (later U.S. President) Eisenhower,” read another.  Many of the photo ops featured Prince Robert tapping a dubbing sword on the shoulders of movie stars who assumed that he was a genuine Knight of Malta.  Duped celebrities included Anthony Quinn, Sammy Davis, Jr., Liza Minnelli, Ernest Borgnine, and Gene Kelly.  There was no photograph of Cesar.

And, apparently, it was a world-class con which fooled Davis.

The Badische Trust spared no expense in establishing its bogus bona fides.  It hired a dozen or so white-haired extras to serve on a sham executive committee (sometimes called the “cabinet fiduciary”) and furnished each gentleman with a matching blue tie.  Some of the supernumeraries were legitimate, if unwitting, professionals (an ex-U.N. ambassador, a godson of King George VI).  Others, such as Admiral Cruikshank and Major Druck, were poseurs. …

Beginning in the late nineties, the Badische Trust invited its American patsies to loan meetings at the Waldorf Astoria and at the Delegates Dining Room of the United Nations, seemingly exclusive venues that were, in fact, open to anyone with a credit card.  Then, in 2000, the self-styled bankers pulled off a mind-boggling feat of chicanery.  For more than a year, they ran their swindle out of the Park Avenue boardroom of Clifford Chance, which was, at the time, the largest law firm in the world.  By leveraging a professional friendship that the Baron had cultivated over twenty years (sweetened by a modest ten-thousand-dollar retainer), the trust was able to conduct its negotiations in a setting of unimpeachable gravitas.

Even after Kurzweil finds and discloses his nemesis’ name, “Cesar A. Viana III”, nothing pops up on the internet.

Cesar, another shill named Cristopher Berwick, and Colonel Sherry were tried in Manhattan, during a three-week period in August of 2002. All three men were found guilty by the jury. …

Cesar didn’t testify, but, after he was convicted (five counts of wire fraud, one count of conspiracy), he made a lengthy statement at sentencing … concluded … by claiming that he was “not guilty, with all my heart and soul.”

His avowal of innocence failed to sway Judge Shira Scheindlin.

Scheindlin presided over the United States District Court for the Southern District of New York.  A Leftist Jew appointed by Jesuit-trained Bill Clinton, she managed to succeed while still avoiding any Catholic education (as her politics and ethnicity still were enough for Rome).

Given the amount of harm this apparent fraud conducted, they received a typically aberrant and disproportionately lenient sentence.

She … gave him thirty-seven months, followed by five years of supervised release.  She also signed a mandatory-restitution order requiring that Cesar pay $1,222,494 — nearly half the sum stolen from the trust’s American victims.  (Foreign losses, which would likely have doubled that figure, were excluded from the restitution calculations.)

The judge did grant Cesar’s request that he be allowed to serve his time at F.C.I. Lompoc, a cushy low-security prison in Southern California favored by discerning white-collar criminals such as Ivan Boesky.  With its views of mountains and cow pastures, Lompoc sounded, to me at least, a lot like Switzerland.

Even then, “Augusta / Viana” received special treatment.

It seemed fitting that my former tormentor had gone from a boarding school regulated like a prison to a prison run like a boarding school. I was all set to visit Cesar at Lompoc, but then I discovered, through an online “inmate locator” maintained by the Bureau of Prisons, that he had been released after serving seventeen months—barely half his sentence.

Kurzweil continued to pursue his quarry and, with all his connections and advantages was able to arrange a meeting during which he asked “Augusta / Viana” about prison.

“When I was on sabbatical?” he said with a laugh.  Lompoc was “the original Club Fed,” he said, complete with tennis courts, basketball, and military-style dorms with bunk beds.  A lot like Aiglon. “Only Aiglon was stricter,” Cesar added.  “You got to chew gum at Lompoc.”

It probably wasn’t as humorous for those whose lives had been ruined by their savings being stolen.

To his credit, Kurzweil dug up and told a fascinating story (his life’s special benefits, notwithstanding).

However, the most important aspect of Augusta / Viana’s background was only a parenthetical.⁶

Cesar attended Schiller International University, in London, and the University of San Francisco, before earning an M.B.A. at Golden Gate University.

The public-sounding “University of San Francisco” is a Jesuit institution.

Apparently, even those who defraud Catholic Knighthoods are still protected, as long as they advance the ultimate agenda of crime which revolves forever around Rome.

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Sammy Davis Jr. died of throat cancer at age 64 on May 16^th, 1990.

Whether Judaism, Satanism or Catholicism were of any help to him, I’ll leave you to assess yourself.

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Few things prove the corruption and control of “elected office” better than “elected officials” who spend half a century in their seat then turn it over to a family relation (usually an offspring).

With so many examples one would think the citizenry would be on the verge of total rebellion by now.

One of the most recognizable examples are George Herbert Walker Bush and his son George Walker Bush.

Grand-daddy Prescott Bush helped bankroll the Third Reich.  Wishing to give Americans a “choice” from the entrenched Communism of Franklin Roosevelt, Prescott attempted a fascist military coup.  Unfortunately for him, he chose one of the few honest men ever to make General-grade but fortunately for him, his treason was swept under the carpet by his friends.

George H.W. Bush was appointed by Warren Commission member Gerald Ford during his presidency to become the 11^th Director of the Central Intelligence Agency.  After attacking California Governor Ronald Reagan for promoting “Voodoo Economics” the two would join together to become President and Vice President in 1980.  Just over 60 days later, Reagan was shot and almost killed by a Bush family friend.

Not that it mattered, a little over 7 years later, Bush would become the 41^st President of the United States.

He would turn his office over to his friend, Arkansas Governor Bill Clinton.  Clinton is likely the bastard son of bisexual Governor of New York, Winthrop Rockefeller.  He would be trained by Jesuit professors like Carroll Quigley and Communist Jesuit “community activists” like Father Richard McSorley, S.J.

Both men would ride into the Father Andrew White House on a mountain of cocaine provided by the Central Intelligence Agency.

H.W. is Yale Skull and Bones ’48.

W. is Yale Skull and Bones ’68.

In 2004, W. “campaigned” against Vietnam war hero John Forbes Kerry, Roman Catholic and Yale Skull and Bones ’66.

Both Skull and Bones President George Bush #41 and Skull and Bones President George Bush #43 got their middle names from their maternal patriarch, George Herbert “Bert” Walker; a silver-spoon blue-blooded, Jesuit-trained Roman Catholic.

The youngest of their eight sons, David Davis Walker (1840–1918), moved to St. Louis where he made his fortune as a dry goods wholesaler.  In the Midwest, David Walker maintained the Southern attitude about race, though with a contemporary overlay of social Darwinism.  He was a believer in eugenics and the “unwritten law” of lynching.  In a letter to the editor of the St. Louis Republic published in 1914, David Walker described Negroes as a greater menace than prostitution and “all the other evils combined.”

David Walker’s son George Herbert Walker, born in St. Louis in 1875, was raised like a Midwestern prince.  Bert Walker, as he was known, had both a nurse and his own valet.  In the summer, the family would travel by private train car to the coast of Maine.  The valet went with Bert to Stonyhurst, the Jesuit boarding school in England, where his mother sent him, out of concern that Catholic education in St. Louis was too dominated by ill-bred German immigrants. ~ The New York Times

Although the Bushs are supposedly Protestants, John Ellis “JEB” Bush, (son of President George Herbert Walker Bush, brother of President George Walker Bush and former Governor of the State of Florida—not that the Bushes have any tenure there, none is needed to rule) is more open with his Roman Catholicism and membership in the Knights of Columbus.

The Bushs do hail from Connecticut where another Roman Catholic family of corruption and treason have ruled generationally.

Joe McCarthy was trained up by the Jesuits at Marquette—the same location where another 2016 Republican presidential candidate, Wisconsin Governor Scott Walker was trained.  They’re brother alumni include comedian Chris Farley who died at the magick Luciferian age of 33.  Speaking of untimely deaths, reporter James Wright Foley who was supposedly beheaded by “ISIS” was also trained by the Jesuits at Marquette.  It’s probably only a coincidence that Foley was working for “USAID”, a “non-governmental organization” (NGO) thought by independent journalists to be nothing more than a front for CIA operations.

A mass was given at Marquette for James, though whether he attended is up for speculation.

Marquette is actually quite proud of Joseph McCarthy, maybe that’s why Ann Coulter is a fan, too:

McCarthyism: The Rosetta Stone of Liberal Lies

When I wrote a ferocious defense of Sen. Joe McCarthy in Treason: Liberal Treachery from the Cold War to the War on Terrorism, liberals chose not to argue with me.  Instead they posted a scrolling series of reasons not to read my book, such as that I wear short skirts, date boys, and that “Treason” was not a scholarly tome.

After printing rabidly venomous accounts of McCarthy for half a century based on zero research, liberals would only accept research presenting an alternative view of McCarthy that included, as the Los Angeles Times put it, at least the “pretense of scholarly throat-clearing and objectivity.”

This week, they got it.  The great M. Stanton Evans has finally released Blacklisted by History: The Untold Story of Senator Joe McCarthy and His Fight Against America’s Enemies.

I wouldn’t be too quick to brag about “M. Stanton Evans” coming to my rescue as “M. Stanton’s” father, Medford Evans, was a member of the John Birch Society.  The “Birchers” are also controlled opposition who do a truly remarkable job of nailing down subversive Communists while giving complete absolution to any Catholic involvement, perhaps because Freemasonic founder Robert Welch showed who he answered to by converting to Catholicism on his deathbed.

What, Masons can’t be Catholic?  My book will tell you otherwise as the list includes names that run from Pierre Charles L’Enfant to John Wilkes Booth.

Why would Ann Coulter be such a passionate defender of Joe McCarthy?  —Because her father was a devout Catholic and famed FBI Communist fighter.

It’s interesting that John Vincent Coulter shared the same resumé as a man on the other side of the supposed political spectrum‑Connecticut Senator Thomas J. Dodd.  Dodd was also at Nuremburg.  The devout Catholic liked the Nazis so much, he used the 1938 Nazi Gun Control Act to fashion his 1968 Gun Control Act.

The Dodd’s are yet another Ruling Elite family who have been destroying America for decades on behalf of their papal masters.

Son Christopher Dodd took up where Senator Thomas Dodd left off as a Connecticut Congressman and Senator eventually creating MASSIVE debt and disaster via government real estate hand-outs at Fannie Mae and Freddy Mac.

Christopher Dodd went to Georgetown Prep was instrumental in helping brother Thomas Dodd, Jr.—a professor at Georgetown—become a United States ambassador. ~ Ann Coulter’s Jesuit Problem, Johnny Cirucci, Johnny Cirucci.com

Even the name “America” (whether of the nation or the continents) comes from Rome; specifically from explorer Amerigo Vespucci.  The loyal Catholic received his education from his uncle Giorgio, a Dominican monk.  Before the Jesuits existed, the Dominicans were Rome’s shock-troops from indulgences to the Inquisition.  In fact, it was a Dominican peddling indulgences that spurred Augustinian monk Martin Luther towards his Protest (Father Johann Tetzel).

The reach of Rome over her vassal “America” extends from Connecticut to Alaska.

Alaska is a surprising stronghold of Papal control in America with highly-publicized figures like former Governor Sarah Palin being baptized and raised Roman Catholic (although this information has been expunged from all sites—even Jesuit James Martin’s sources are now gone).  The state continues to be controlled by aristocratic Jesuit-trained Catholic elites like the Murkowskis—and when upstarts like Frank Miller attempt to interrupt the handing of daddy Frank Murkowski’s Senate seat to daughter Lisa, we just go ahead and take it from him (by hook or by crook).  Examples abound of hard-Left and faux-Right Papal families ruling off and on for generations in America from the Dodds in Connecticut to the Cuomos in New York.  If they live long enough they simply get recycled like California’s current re-Governor, Jerry Moonbeam Brown, a trained Jesuit priest. ~ SHOCKER! Indicators Show Ft. Lauderdale Airport Shooting Yet Another False Flag, Johnny Cirucci, Johnny Cirucci.com

In fact, Francis Hughes “Frank” Murkowski was educated in two Jesuit colleges, the public-sounding University of Seattle and Santa Clara University.

Santa Clara alumni in powerful positions include former Governor of Arizona, former Secretary of “Homeland Security” Janet Napolitano, former and current Governor of California (and Jesuit seminarian) Jerry Brown, former Chief Financial Officer of Apple and current Goldman Sachs Board of Directors member Peter Oppenheimer as well as Leon Panetta.  Panetta was a California Congressman, Chairman of the Office of Management and Budget for Jesuit-trained President Bill Clinton, Secretary of Defense and Director of the Central Intelligence Agency.

The Murkowskis are to Alaska what the Daley’s are to Chicago; generational Catholic ruling Elites.

Francis (named after the co-founder of the Jesuits, Francis Xavier), held power for 40 years from Commissioner of Economic Development to Governor to United States Senator.  When he attempted to give his seat to his daughter Lisa (through an “election”, of course), interloper Joe Miller threatened to intervene.  He beat Lisa Murkowski in the Republican primary and should have locked her out of the election but a “write-in” campaign miraculously delivered her daddy’s Senate seat to her.

Daddy’s little Senator was also educated by Jesuits (at Georgetown).

If you factor in brothers and sisters, Rome’s lock is even more complete.

In Pennsylvania, Irish Roman Catholic Michael Fitzpatrick turned his United States Representative seat over to his brother Brian (in an “election”, of course).  Brian is as good a “Republican” as Rome can deliver; he’s betrayed Pennsylvanians on everything from gun rights to healthcare (he has repeatedly voted to preserve the “National Healthcare Act”, a.k.a. “Obamacare”).

On the rare occasion that a Roman agent of insurgency doesn’t receive or hand off their position to a blood relation it matters little thanks to the despicable longevity with which they serve the Papacy.

It is even more outrageous when the agent is a United States Representative serving for 40 years or more, supposedly getting “re-elected” every two years.

Pennsylvania Democrat John Murtha (a far-Left Catholic) spent so much time in office the only power to unseat him was death.

After setting a record as the longest-serving Congress-woman, Mary-land Democrat Barbara Mikulski (a far-Left Catholic) is finally retiring.

This pattern goes well beyond “America” and holds true whether there are “elections” or not.

In fact, the Communist Catholic cabal can sometimes come together as it does for Canada and Cuba.

The Central Intelligence Agency has been owned by Roman operatives since its inception under Knight of Malta and Wall Street lawyer William Donovan.

The CIA had the power and position to blow the brains out of a sitting United States President—

—yet was completely inept when it came to supposed CIA target Fidel Castro.  The government of Great Britain (via “public broadcasting”) ludicrously claimed to have tallied the inept attempts at assassination totaling 638 tries.

As a result, either Fidel or his brother Raúl have ruled over Cuba since 1959.

Fidel was educated at no fewer than three Jesuit institutions and Raúl was a good altar boy.

Fidel has many sons and daughters (as a devoted Catholic should) and one of them may even be the current Prime Minister of Canada.

The 15^th Prime Minister of Canada, Joseph Philippe Pierre Yves Elliott Trudeau, was a devout, Jesuit-trained Roman Catholic.  He was educated by the Jesuits at Collège Jean-de-Brébeuf in Montreal.

Trudeau sent his son Justin there but, of course, the Collège had become “non-denominational” by then—not a Jesuit to be found in any classroom, we’re sure.

Justin Trudeau would go on to become Canada’s 23^rd Prime Minister because there were no other candidates qualified in a country of 37 million citizens.

In 2016, Prime Minister Trudeau (Number 23, that is), upon learning of the death of Fidel Castro, eulogized him as a “legendary revolutionary and orator”.  The autocrat’s passing gave the Prime Minister “deep sorrow”.  When questioned as to his admiration for a Communist tyrant, Trudeau doubled-down and reaffirmed his admiration.

But no one should be surprised, the Canadian “democrats” go way back with the Cuban Communists.

Alexandre Trudeau, writing a decade ago, fondly recalled the stature of Fidel Castro within the Trudeau household.

“When Michel was around eight years old, I remember him complaining to my mother that my older brother and I both had more friends than he did,” Alexandre recalled in 2006.  “My mother told him that, unlike us, he had the greatest friend of all: he had Fidel.”

The older brother, of course, was Justin Trudeau.

In his piece for the Toronto Star, Alexandre recalled that Castro “had a special place” among his family’s friends.  There was a picture of him in the Trudeau family home — the Cuban dictator holding Michel, the youngest of Pierre and Margaret’s three boys, in his arms.

It was Castro who gave Michel the lifelong nickname Michel during Pierre and Margaret’s official visit to Cuba in 1976. ~ CBC News

Pierre Trudeau’s wife Margaret was half his age and, apparently, needed much more than he was able to offer.

“Maggie” had a voracious sexual appetite that was fed by many recognizable names of that generation to include actors Ryan O’Neal and Jack Nicholson, rock star Ron Wood, Senator Ted Kennedy, Perrier-water heir Bruce Nevins, and a notorious cocaine dealer.

In his 1991 autobiography “Exposing Myself”, infamous talk show host and “journalist” Geraldo Rivera said of his tryst with Margaret Trudeau, “It was like she had never been made love to before…  It was like she was unleashing years of pent-up frustration.”

Not that Pierre lacked sexual deviancy.  He figures quite prominently in the exposé of Cathy O’Brien, a purported sex slave tortured and used by the Central Intelligence Agency to cater to leaders like Trudeau.

When Pierre Trudeau was elected Prime Minister of Canada in 1968, I often heard it said, “Pierre Trudeau is one of Ours, you know.”  I first heard this phrase cryptically referring to Trudeau’s loyalty to the Vatican when Father Don was discussing him with my famer one Sunday after mass.  This fact circulated quickly among those I knew who were involved in the Catholic/Jesuit aspect of Project Monarch.

The summer after Trudeau was elected, my father took the family to Mackinac Island as usual.  Climbing on a large statue on the grounds of the Governor’s Mansion, I could see across the field to the Grand Hotel.  I noticed Canadian flags flying amongst the American flags that lined the front of the old hotel.  As I slid down off the statue, Guy VanderJagt approached with a drink and a cigarette in his hand.  Palling my hair into place he said, “Straighten your shirt, I’ve got someone important for you to meet,” “I knew someone important was here because of those flags,” I said, tucking my shirt in my pink shorts.

“When I was at the Vatican,” VanderJagt began, “I was told that Prime Minister Trudeau is a friend of the Pope.  He thinks like one of us.  A true Catholic.  He likes Cathy-licks.”

VanderJagt led me upstairs in the mansion, where Pierre Trudeau was lowering the window shades in a dimly lit bedroom crowded with antiques.

VanderJagt closed the door behind me.  Trudeau’s tuxedo coat was neatly draped over a chair, which left him in his formal pants, while shirt, and a bright red cummerbund which caught my eye.  “I like your sash,” I said.

“Hasn’t anyone taught you Silence yet?” His somber, gruff attitude was softened by his smooth, silky voice.

Triggered into the part of me that endured the Rite to Remain Silent, I assumed Trudeau knew all about interdimensions according to my deliberately formed perceptions.  I could not/did not understand that interdimensions actually equated to the inner-dimensions of my own compartmentalized mind.

Likewise, I did not understand that “Keys to the Kingdom” referred to knowing the codes, keys, and triggers to my controlled mind.  “Guy said you like Cathylicks,” I said, repeating what VanderJagt had told me.  “Are you the Keeper of the Keys?”

Trudeau seemingly bore his cold, dark eyes right through me.  “You can learn more from the school of thought than you can by asking precocious questions.  Haven’t you learned that children are to be seen and not heard?”

“Is that a precocious question?” I asked.  “What is a precocious question?”

Trudeau sighed with impatience.  “That is irrelevant.  What matters is that you shut your mouth, still your mind, and enter the school of thought.  Silence is a virtue.  Listen to the silence in the stillness of your mind.  Go deep inside your mind,” he slowly led.  “Deeper and deeper where it’s quiet and still…”

Trudeau expertly manipulated my mind with sophisticated hypnotic language.  Not only did he enlist my Silence for the pedophile perversions he indulged in, but he instructed my “school of thought” in a manner that equated to programming.  He laid a foundation for Air-Water programs that is a mirrordimensional theme often used by NASA and others involved in Project Monarch.  Playing off his own name “Pee-Air,” he added a perverse twist to the theme that he accessed each time 1 was prostituted to him.

Had I been capable of fear, I would have been afraid of Pierre Trudeau.

Trudeau’s slow, deliberate movements masked the brutal power of his body much the way his smooth, soft voice pierced my mind and intruded on my thoughts.  The icey cold touch of his effeminate, manicured long fingers contrasted with the heat of his perversion…  a perversion for which he blamed me and my “temptuous, contemptuous ways”.

In my childish ignorance, I believed Trudeau’s demeanor and forward combed hair were characteristic of his French descent.  “I know all about the French,” I had bragged to my new “Grandpa” Van while visiting his home in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

My mother’s father had died shortly before Kennedy was assassinated, and my Grandmother quickly latched onto a wealthy, highly political businessman from Milwaukee.  She met Grandpa Van Vandenburg on the passenger/cargo ship that traveled the waters of the Great Lakes, the Milwaukee Clipper.  The Clipper transported cargo including Cadillacs from Vandenburg Motors to Canada, as well as the drugs sanctioned by the local Coast Guard via the U.S.

Government that my father distributed.  Sometimes 1 accompanied my father to the docks in Muskegon to pick up the drag shipment, which usually involved prostitution.  Jerry Ford and Guy VanderJagt combined business with pleasure in the ship’s casinos on occasion, which is where the connection between my Grandma and Grandpa Van was reportedly made.  Grandpa Van knew Jerry Ford, and subsequently was acquainted with Pierre Trudeau.

“What do you know about the French?” Grandpa Van asked me as I sat on his living room floor petting the dog he just brought home.  Improperly cued and dumfounded by his question I remained silent.  “I know you’ve met Pierre Trudeau,” he prompted.  “I also know you love doggies.  So I bought this dog for your grandma now, so you could enjoy him, too.  His name is Pepe.  He’s a French Poodle,” “I know all about the French.”  I said, mentally comparing the large French Poodle in front of me to Trudeau.  “They have pretty nails…”  I stroked Pepe’s painted toenails.  “They have funny hair…”  I petted Pepe’s clipped fur.  “And they pee a lot,” I giggled.

“You’d better take him outside, then,” Grandpa Van told me, attaching Pepe’s leash.  After walking the dog past what felt like every tree in the neighborhood, I announced that 1 would call him “Pee-pee”.

Uncle Bob filmed Pepe and I pornographically on numerous occasions, producing bestiality films that I would later learn Pierre Trudeau was privy to.

Pepe remained a part of my experience long after Grandpa Van divorced himself from my Grandma, and long after I developed beyond Trudeau’s perversion for little children. ~ Trance Formation of America, Cathy O’Brien, Mark Phillips, Reality Marketing (1995), pp. 91-93 [digital]

Although “Maggie” Trudeau jumped from bed to bed, she found a soul-mate in Fidel Castro whose sexual exploits were so notorious he was nicknamed “The Horse”.

As people began to put the 2 and 2 together and put the two together, the dutiful media lampooned the “bizarre” theories that Fidel was Justin Trudeau’s biological father.

Using physical resemblance for proof (especially in an age where even children can now create any convincing PhotoShop image they like) is not remotely acceptable for journalistic practice but given the facts above, it does raise an eyebrow.

• Commit a heinous, unspeakable crime using agents of treason within your own institutions.
• Use those institutions to cover up the crime with a ludicrous official story for mass consumption.
• Allow a carefully-selected “hero” to disclose a partial admonition of the truth which outs key players but never the figure behind the curtain (Rome).
• Give the hero minimal coverage, victimize him but later lionize him along with the victims in the crime.

The “Great Depression” of the 1930s was just such an example, on the heels of a previous example, “World War I”: both of which were completely unnecessary, mass crimes against humanity by the Luciferian Elite.

…the American Branch of the Knights of Malta was established in 1927.  This was one year before the Company created Opus Dei (another international Brotherhood dedicated to the restoration of the Pope’s Temporal Power and the Dark Ages) in Spain and two years before the Knights caused the Great Depression, which in effect made the Jesuits’ Federal Reserve Bank the financial monopoly of the American Empire created in 1868.  This was five years before they attempted to make FDR a fascist dictator who, as President, formally recognized Jesuit-trained Joseph Stalin’s bloody government.  This enabled the American Knights, in control of the Empire’s Military Industrial Complex, to aid the Russian nights in building the Military Industrial Complex of the Jesuits’ Soviet Empire. …

By 1914 the Jesuits were now ready to begin their vengeance – the Second Thirty Years’ War – on a Europe, Russia, China and Japan having banished the Company “forever” from their shores.  The Order would use the Federal Reserve Bank, their financial “Frankenstein,” to pay for it.  The “Fed” was given the exclusive privilege to create credit with no collateral, that is, “out of thin air.”  Like the Bolshevik Revolution – also financed by the Fed – the Jesuits would use their Masonic Jewish Zionists such as Paul Warburg (yearning to rebuild Solomon’s Temple) as the visible leaders of the Fed.  This would enable the Order to justify American anti-Jewish fury at the later date in the person of the ex-Basilian (secret Jesuit) radio-priest, Charles E. Coughlin, “the father of hate radio.”  Being the personal friend of J. Edgar Hoover and FDR, he would blame the Jews for the Order’s Great Depression and the New Deal, calling it “the Jew Deal.” …

The Jesuits waited from 1913 to 1929 to make a virtual monopoly out of their “Frankenstein Fed.”  The Great Depression put all the smaller banks out of business and made the Federal Reserve Bank “lord of all.”  And who caused the Great Depression?  According to FDR’s son-in-law, Curtis Dall, it was the Knight of Malta, Joseph P. Kennedy.  We read:

“The feeling around the Street, in succeeding months, was that there were, in particular, three large short-sellers of stock, allegedly, Tom Bragg, Ben Smith, and Joe Kennedy … Of the three mentioned well-known short-sellers, Joe Kennedy was allegedly the most important, the most powerful and the most successful.  This service … made him invaluable … Was Joe Kennedy carefully selected by world money leaders to sell short?”^{12}

~ Vatican Assassins¹

If you’re a listener to Resistance Rising then you know that “Eric Phelps” sows his excellent information with race-baiting and Jesuit doctrines because he is an incognito Jesuit priest.

“Eric” just happens to be the ultimate example of the Jesuit disinformation game; because he gives a very high percentage of sound, secret knowledge before adding disinformation or distraction, he is not allowed mainstream coverage and he knows his place—which is why he did his best to muddy up his book Vatican Assassins with poor technique.

It’s a good habit to check anyone’s citations or references but especially if you believe them to be an agent of disinformation.

Fortunately for truth-seekers (unfortunately for America), citing Franklin Roosevelt’s son-in-law as source for Joe Kennedy being chosen to take down the Stock Market is accurate—

After confidence was duly shaken, on October 24, 1929, the destruction had to be made deeper, so that the insiders could ultimately reap a substantial harvest before the signal was given for the beginning of operation “reacquisition”.

Of course, it would be most important for us to learn who called the “play” of October 24, 1929.  Probably the actual date was accidental, though the month was evidently selected for the sudden withdrawal of the normal supply of credit.  My guess is that “the signal” came from abroad.  Obviously, much informed selling and short-selling of stocks came before the actual Crash itself, as well as after it, on rallies.  The feeling around the Street, in succeeding months, was that there were, in particular, three large short-sellers of stock, allegedly, Tom Bragg, Ben Smith, and Joe Kennedy.

…Tom Bragg and Joe Kennedy allegedly operated through various large wire houses, chosen as to their location, thus making the sell orders appear as though coming from all over the country.  I saw Ben Smith, however, operate at the close range of five feet.  Of the three mentioned well-known short sellers, Joe Kennedy was allegedly the most important, the most powerful and the most successful.  This service, or operation, if such were the case, made him invaluable, but obviously controllable politically, to important -very important-world money people.  Was Joe Kennedy carefully selected by world money leaders to sell short?

Later on, when Ambassador Kennedy was stationed in London and made his famous “over my dead body” remark about this country not getting sucked into World War II, he was reportedly promptly recalled from his post in London, relegated to Florida for a while to cool off so as to reacquire the “correct” point of view.  He went to Florida.  By whom and why was his point of view re-oriented?  His judgment in London, as strongly expressed about our remaining aloof from the war, was sound. ~ FDR: My Exploited Father-in-Law, Curtis Bean Dall, Dubois Publishing (1967), pp. 119, 120

As a result of this mass-crime of financial enslavement, millions of Americans were devastated; not the least of which were veterans of the first “World War”.

When the traitors in the United States government began playing games with their wartime bonuses, they marched on Washington in 1932.  Not having a future, they built tents with the expectation of a prolonged fight.

The Elite were greatly annoyed by the protest but the soldiers had one, very special ally who showed up to encourage them: United States Marine Corps Major General Smedley Butler.

Free Reign

In 1933, Prescott Bush co-ordinated with several large Wall Street firms and attempted a military coup against the Leftist Freemason Franklin Roosevelt.^340,341  It was lose/lose for America; Fascists if they win, Communists if they lose.  Unfortunately for the conspirators, they chose the wrong man for the job.

Major General Smedley D. Butler was the only Marine Corps officer to be awarded not one, but two Congressional Medals of Honor.  He had seen more than his fair share of bloodshed in the Banana Wars where Wall Street fruit interests used Marines to strong-arm themselves massive profits in

Central and South America. Butler wrote a blistering indictment of the profiteering which he delivered as a speech and later a 51-page pamphlet published by Round Table Press titled appropriately War Is A Racket in 1935.  His sentiments then easily read as if spoken by veterans today, broken and disenfranchised by the never-ending “War on Terror”—but only if you multiply Butler’s figures by several times.

The normal profits of a business concern in the United States are six, eight, ten, and sometimes twelve percent.  But war-time profits — ah! that is another matter — twenty, sixty, one hundred, three hundred, and even eighteen hundred per cent — the sky is the limit. …

Take our friends the du Ponts, the powder people…  They were a patriotic corporation.

…let’s look at their average yearly profit during the war years, 1914 to 1918. Fifty-eight million dollars a year profit we find! …  An increase in profits of more than 950 per cent. …

How many of these war millionaires shouldered a rifle?  How many of them dug a trench?  How many of them knew what it meant to go hungry in a rat-infested dug-out? …

But Major General Butler refused to be the front man for the coup against Roosevelt and in 1933 he turned informant on Prescott Bush and co-conspirators like Ambassador to the Soviet Union Averell Harriman (Skull and Bones class of 1913) who’s Guarantee Trust made profits off of both the Nazis and the Communists.

No action was taken. ~ Illuminati Unmasked ²

Unfortunately for the soldiers, the traitors in government owned the power of coercive force and they weren’t afraid to use it—especially given that the Praetorian Guard entrusted with that power had no scruples in breaking their oaths to protect and defend Constitutional freedom for the citizenry.

The marchers remained at their campsite waiting for Hoover to act.  On July 28, 1932, Attorney General William D. Mitchell ordered the police to remove the Bonus Army veterans from their camp.  When the veterans moved back into it, police drew their revolvers and shot at the veterans, two of whom, William Hushka and Eric Carlson, died later.^[11][12]

Hushka (1895– July 28, 1932) was an immigrant to the United States from Lithuania.  When the US entered World War I in 1917, he sold his butcher shop in St. Louis, Missouri and joined the United States Army.  After the war, he lived in Chicago.^[12]  Hushka is buried in Arlington National Cemetery.^{[citation needed]}

Carlson (1894 – August 2, 1932) was a US veteran from Oakland, California.  He fought in the trenches of France in World War I.^[12][13][14]  He was interred in Arlington National Cemetery.^[15] ~ Wikipedia

One would’ve expected that the horror of shedding innocent blood would’ve put an end to the government effort to uproot the veterans.

Not only were the murdering police not prosecuted, U.S. government traitors took their abuse to the next level.  They ordered Ararat Shriner Freemason General Douglas MacArthur to unleash Fort Howard’s 3^rd Calvary on the protestors.  MacArthur had an aggressive Regimental Commander who prized his personal advancement above his Oath

At 4:45 p.m., commanded by General Douglas MacArthur, the 12th Infantry Regiment, Fort Howard, Maryland, and the 3rd Cavalry Regiment, supported by six battle tanks commanded by Maj. George S. Patton, formed in Pennsylvania Avenue while thousands of civil service employees left work to line the street and watch.  The Bonus Marchers, believing the troops were marching in their honor, cheered the troops until Patton ordered^{[citation needed]} the cavalry to charge them, which prompted the spectators to yell, “Shame!  Shame!”^{[citation needed]}

After the cavalry charged, the infantry, with fixed bayonets and tear gas (adamsite, an arsenical vomiting agent) entered the camps, evicting veterans, families, and camp followers.  The veterans fled across the Anacostia River to their largest camp, and Hoover ordered the assault stopped.  MacArthur chose to ignore the president and ordered a new attack, claiming that the Bonus March was an attempt to overthrow the US government; 55 veterans were injured and 135 arrested.^[12]  A veteran’s wife miscarried.  When 12-week-old Bernard Myers died in the hospital after being caught in the tear gas attack, a government investigation reported he died of enteritis, and a hospital spokesman said the tear gas “didn’t do [him] any good.”^[16]

During the military operation, Major Dwight D. Eisenhower, later the 34th president of the United States, served as one of MacArthur’s junior aides.^[17]  Believing it wrong for the Army’s highest-ranking officer to lead an action against fellow American war veterans, he strongly advised MacArthur against taking any public role: “I told that dumb son-of-a-bitch not to go down there,” he said later.  “I told him it was no place for the Chief of Staff.”^[18]  Despite his misgivings, Eisenhower later wrote the Army’s official incident report that endorsed MacArthur’s conduct.^[19] ~ Wikipedia

It is no coincidence that all three “yes men” played a significant role in the next World War.  Unfortunately for George Patton, he played his role a little too well and repeatedly denied orders to stop winning.  Because of his hesitation in obeying treason, he was ordered killed by the Papal Knight of Malta who founded the “Office of Strategic Services”, William Donovan.

Bread & Circuses

An alteration of the game has just been played upon us recently and claimed to have been the “democratic” election of United State President.

A Jesuit-educated clown named Donald John Trump has been elevated to take the baton from the Teleprompter-in-Chief.

He is yet another sick Roman joke on the American people.

Trump has done everything from body-block Vince McMahon and shave his head at a WWE event to shoving his face into the fake breasts of the Roman Catholic cross-dressing Mayor of New York City, Rudolph Giuliani (the Roman gate-keeper on guard in NYC during the treason that was 9/11).

With America’s other “choice” being a vicious Communist serial criminal, Hillary Rodham Clinton (also carefully controlled by Rome), millions were goaded into making Trump their savior.

It was a sad, sick, spectacle and continues to be.

As part of her military conquest by Rome, America has been inundated by tens of millions of illegal alien Hispanic Roman Catholic immigrants for generations.  Both captured, controlled political parties continue to enable the self-destruction of wide-open borders proving that all in leadership are seditious agents of a foreign enemy.

Although Trump has been sure to grand-stand the issue (careful to needlessly fan the flames of racial hatred in the process), he will no-sooner “close the borders” than Barack Obama closed the terrorist-indoctrinating torture facility in Guantanamo Bay, Cuba (our supposed enemy).  It was a key promise made by the 2008 Obama campaign.

Guantanamo Bay is still going strong, taking innocent Muslims and torturing them until they willingly choose to help continue the Papacy’s fraudulent “War on Terror” as enemy terrorists.

These crimes are made possible by keeping the facility off U.S. soil in the Jesuit-controlled stronghold of Cuba.  Fidel Castro has been a loyal Catholic Communist, carefully trained by the Jesuits which is why the CIA has been “unable” (unwilling) to overthrow him and his criminal cartel family for over 50 years.

Trump recently breathed a sigh of relief at not being called on his bluff to “send them all home”.

The Republican Speaker of the House, Paul Ryan, was quick to make a statement after Trump’s “election” that there would not be any action taken on the Rome’s army of illegal Catholic “voters”.

Ryan is a Roman Catholic and former altar boy who, according to the Wall Street Journal, has Roman roots that “reach deep”.  He took over from Jesuit-educated (Xavier ‘77) Republican John Boehner who rubber-stamped each and every self-destructive Democrat agenda from socialized medicine to the national debt—now at a treasonous, nation-killing $19,000,000,000,000.

Boehner took over from his “political opponent”, Nancy Pelosi, carefully kissing her while taking the gavel.  Pro-homosexual, pro-abortion, “anti-war” (but not really) Pelosi was also trained by a Jesuit; Stephen J. Privett, President of the University of San Francisco.

Being unable to oust Fidel is in stark contrast to how the CIA treated its Commander in Chief in 1963, John F. Kennedy.

Only the most gullible believe that Lee Oswald shot the 35^th President of the United States.

Mountains of evidence can be summarized by the brutality of the 8mm film taken by Abraham Zapruder which shows the fatal shot coming from Kennedy’s front, knocking his head “back and to the left” and taking off a large portion of Kennedy’s skull and brain with the exit of the round.  Jackie is then seen attempting to recover her husband’s flesh from the trunk of the Presidential limousine.

Oswald said it, himself, “I’m just a patsy.”

The freezing of communications during the assassination, changing the route to include the stop and slow turn down Elm Street through Dealey Plaza, waiving off security assistance from the Army’s 112^th Military Intelligence out of nearby Fort Sam Houston or ordering select Secret Service agents to stand down—

What Americans need to understand is that their own institutions are their greatest enemy and those of “Intelligence” and “Law Enforcement” or “Justice” are the most ironically corrupt.

The FBI’s role in colluding with the CIA to murder Jack Kennedy is an excellent example.

Federal Bureau of Obfuscation

With good reason was the FBI a willing partner in the public slaughter of President John F. Kennedy.  Like the CIA, they don’t work for the American people and never did.

The Federal Bureau of Investigation was created by Charles Joseph Bonaparte, a distant relation to French Emperor Napoleon Bonaparte.²⁵³

Bonaparte was from Lord Baltimore’s Catholic colony of Mary-land, from the very namesake city of her benefactor.  The Jesuits were in the business of gathering intelligence on their enemies and the FBI would do that in spades.  They readily admit the origins of their creator from their own “about us”, though with only a short phrase amongst his “accomplishments”.

As a Catholic [Bonaparte] was never absent from his pew in Baltimore Cathedral on Sunday mornings…²⁵⁴

But soon, the FBI would metastasize into far worse than just an intelligence-gathering operation and graduate into actually facilitating disasters and helping to cover them up once they occurred.

In his review of the book Pretty Boy Floyd²⁵⁵, NY Times critic Sidney Zion reminds us of how the FBI quietly chose to ignore the big criminal interests that were destroying America and focus on the sensationalized banditos robbing a single bank here and there—even to the extreme of telling the American public, “There’s no such thing as ‘organized crime’.”

…after his G-men cut down John Dillinger outside the Biograph movie house in Chicago, J. Edgar Hoover elevated Charles Arthur (Pretty Boy) Floyd to Dillinger’s exalted position as Public Enemy No. 1, catapulting him over such bank-robbing peers as Baby Face Nelson, Machine Gun Kelly and Ma Barker and her sons.

In the summer of 1934, the following candidates failed to make Mr. Hoover’s F.B.I. hit parade: Meyer Lansky, Lucky Luciano, Bugsy Siegel, Frank Costello, Owney Madden, Lepke Buchalter, Gurrah Shapiro, Dutch Schultz, Albert Anastasia, Tommy Lucchese, Joe Profaci, Moe Dalitz—to name just a few of the lads who ran organized crime in the United States.

It was Hoover’s genius to play up the hick bandits who roamed the sticks, living off pathetically unsecured banks, while ignoring the men who ran America’s rackets.  Intent on setting himself up as the Godfather of law enforcement, Hoover understood that to tangle with the mob was a prescription for failure, for it inevitably meant taking on the big-city political bosses and the labor unions, those bedrocks of the New Deal.  During the Depression, nobody but the mobsters seemed to have the cash so badly needed by the pols.²⁵⁶

Zion explains this away as a practical necessity for the FBI—the United States government was afraid to do its job and go after the Mafia.

The reality is that the FBI was doing the bidding of a higher authority.

Italian blogger Piazza del Popolo points us towards a helpful source.

According to Maria Antoinetta Calabro’ in her book “Le Mani Della Mafia” (The Hands of the Mafia), for decades the Sicilian Mafia and its American counterparts used the Vatican bank, known as IOR (Institute for Religious Works) to launder its money.²⁵⁷

Missing Evidence

Whenever there has been a tragedy of political significance, the FBI immediately shows up, not to investigate, but to cover up any wrongdoing that traces back to traitors in the United States government. ~ Illuminati Unmasked, Johnny Cirucci, CreateSpace (2015), pp. 70-71

As far as Hoover was concerned, local dice games were far more dangerous to the American people!

The story that was later concocted as to why J. Edgar would spend decades denying that the Vatican’s criminal friends in organized crime even existed was because he was a sexual deviant and the Mafia had the goods on him.

Of course Hoover being a homosexual cross-dresser is true.  He promoted his “friend” Clyde Tolson to Associate Director where he stayed for forty-two years.

Wikipedia states that Tolson was “primarily responsible for personnel and discipline.”

Right.

It has been stated that J. Edgar Hoover described Tolson as his alter ego: “They rode to and from work together, ate lunch together, traveled together on official business, and even vacationed together.”^[10] ~ [ibid]

Sexual perversion is a prerequisite in the halls of power.

The FBI would play a key role in covering up the assassination of President John F. Kennedy and the men used by the CIA were all sexual deviants, as was found out by New Orleans Parish District Attorney Earling Caruthers “Jim” Garrison.

It is not well known, but at that point Garrison was firmly believing that the whole plot was a gay-based plot, with the motive being what he called “thrill killing.”  This is astounding, but it is based on multiple credible sources. James Phelan was a journalist who in the early days of Garrison’s case had written a positive article for the Saturday Evening Post. As a result Garrison invited him in to give him an “exclusive” story about the investigation.  The following jaw-dropping excerpt from Phelan’s book, Scandals, Scamps and Scoundrels, lays out Garrison’s primary theory at the time:

In an effort to get Garrison’s story into focus, I asked him the motive of the Kennedy conspirators.  He told me that the murder at Dallas had been a homosexual plot.

“They had the same motive as Loeb and Leopold, when they murdered Bobbie Franks in Chicago back in the twenties,” Garrison said.  “It was a homosexual thrill-killing, plus the excitement of getting away with a perfect crime. John Kennedy was everything that Dave Ferrie was not — a successful, handsome, popular, wealthy, virile man.  You can just picture the charge Ferrie got out of plotting his death.”

I asked how he had learned that the murder was a homosexual plot.

“Look at the people involved,” Garrison said. “Dave Ferrie, homosexual.  Clay Shaw, homosexual.  Jack Ruby, homosexual.”

“Ruby was a homosexual?”

“Sure, we dug that out,” Garrison said.  “His homosexual nickname was Pinkie.  That’s three.  Then there was Lee Harvey Oswald.”

But Oswald was married and had two children, I pointed out.

“A switch-hitter who couldn’t satisfy his wife,” Garrison said.  “That’s all in the Warren Report.”  He named two more “key figures” whom he labeled homosexual.  “That’s six homosexuals in the plot,” Garrison said.  “One or maybe two, okay.  But all six homosexual?  How far can you stretch the arm of coincidence?”

So Lee Harvey Oswald was gay.  Jack Ruby was gay.  The conspirators in the killing were all gay.  The biggest crime of the century was entirely gay based.  Phelan’s take is corroborated by many others, including Life Magazine reporter Richard Billings, who was in Garrison’s inner circle at the time, and kept detailed notes of their conversations.

At some point along the way the “thrill-killing” theory was replaced by a theory based around right-wing zealots and CIA operatives.  It appears that occurred as left wing conspiracy theorists descended on New Orleans after the case became public and convinced Garrison to change his focus. ~ The Gay Angle In the JFK Assassination, Dennis Stone, 26 November 2013, The New Millennial Gay Experience

Clay Shaw was a key figure who tied it all together; a flawed sexual deviant who compensated with fanatical devotion to the Catholic ruse of “fighting Commies”.  As Army Intelligence stationed in Italy during World War II, Shaw was just the man the Jesuits could use to commit high treason.

Jim Garrison found³ Shaw had been on the board of Centro Mondiale Commerciale, a subdivision Permindex—a stock-holding front company for clandestine operations for Western Intelligence like the CIA.  CMC was based in Rome while Permindex was based in Switzerland.  Switzerland also happens to be where the Templars went underground after being suppressed in 1307.

French Canadian author Maurice Philipps has asserted that Rome, not New Orleans, was the location from which the murder of America’s 35^th President was planned and carried out.

Since April 2010, I have posted on this forum documents that I have unearthed from the Louis M. Bloomfield Archives held by Library and Archives Canada (LAC).  Those documents dealing with Permindex were posted under a “Louis Mortimer Bloomfield” thread (Louis M. Bloomfield thread) that was started in 2006 at a time where I shared with members of The Education Forum the news relating to the legal battle I engaged with LAC and the Canadian government in order to make the Louis M. Bloomfield [case] opened.

Today, I’m starting this new Bloomfield, Permindex and the CIA thread because I believe that the JFK assassination researchers should take a new look at the Permindex issue under the enlightening information contained in the E. Howard Hunt death bed confession.  At a first level, Hunt’s confession pointed a finger at President Johnson and Cord Meyer, but what may be the more interesting piece of information from Hunt is his description of the operational aspect of the JFK conspiracy, in which he implicated William Harvey, who in 1963 was Chief of CIA station in Rome, the city where Permindex and Centro Mondiale Commerciale (CMC) were located.

E. Howard Hunt, who also specified that Bill Harvey organized the assassination from Rome and hired Corsican sharpshooters, was thus giving us an important missing link necessary to understand how an Italian corporation as Permindex could be related to the JFK conspiracy. As of now, only Clay Shaw could be related to this Italian company since he was a member of CMC directorship.

Documents found in the Bloomfield Archives gave us more details on the structure and leadership of Permindex.  For instance, they show that Ferenc Nagy was the active leader of Permindex and, in 1960, was making contact with David Rockefeller in order to develop the New York City’s World Trade Center on the model of the CMC.

When we combine the E. H. Hunt’s revelation, the information form the Bloomfield archives and some little known documents released by NARA under the JFK documents program, we start to sketch a coherent picture in which the JFK assassination seems to be carried by (rogue?) members of the CIA [no, and Philipps did well to be equivocal there] using Permindex as part of the Italian Gladio network put in place to combat Soviet Communism. ~ The Educational Forum

But New Orleans was an important location for a different reason.

Jim Garrison was the only law enforcement official to question the Warren Report.  He was humiliated and had his reputation besmirched but his career didn’t suffer, although his marriage did.

Garrison is reputed to have abused his wife, whose maiden name was Leah Elizabeth Ziegler, and they divorced in 1980 only to remarry just five months before Garrison’s death in 1992 at 71 of an unnamed cancer.  Garrison lived long enough to play Supreme Court Chief Justice Earl Warren in Oliver Stone’s movie JFK.

The Garrison of Stone’s movie was a lone seeker of justice standing courageously in the face of the full weight of a treasonous American government…but was he?

As I’ve shown you conclusively in Illuminati Unmasked, at the top of the pyramid of evil is the Vatican run and empowered by her satanic special forces, the Jesuits.  Below her are many powerful organizations from the Mafia to Freemasonry to the Central Intelligence Agency and many others.  It seems unusual that a District Attorney could track Clay Shaw  to Rome but only see a CIA connection.

It seems even more so that Garrison would be the District Attorney of Orleans Parish and not have connections in the Catholic Church.

New Orleans was founded by Canadian Jean-Baptiste Le Moyne, also known as “Sieur de Bienville”.

Le Moyne was 4 times governor of Louisiana although one must dig very deep to see that he was also an “enthusiastic supporter” of the Company of Loyola.⁹⁸ ~ Secret History, Johnny Cirucci, CreateSpace (2016), p. 129

What was Jim Garrison before he was DA?  —He was a Special Agent for the Federal Bureau of Investigation in Seattle.

Coincidence?

Of course the FBI is a massive organization that needs the majority of its employees to believe the lie that it truly serves the American people.  Only special, well-placed insiders organize and commit murder to cover up treason—

Rachel Maddow Admits the FBI Made a ”Mess” Executing Ibragim Todashev from Johnny Cirucci on Vimeo.

But Jim Garrison wasn’t an FBI administrator, he was a Special Agent who became District Attorney in a city extremely important to the Papacy—one tied to both the Vatican’s murder of Abraham Lincoln and John F. Kennedy.⁴

What’s even more damning is that Garrison continued to be a good Company man in regards to the FBI’s ludicrous stance on organized crime—that it doesn’t exist.

More than one source has stated that was because Garrison was in bed with that same non-existent organized crime.

Garrison’s New Orleans was a hotbed of illegal, covert paramilitary operations where corruption, disguise and deception had produced an intelligence cottage industry.  In the 1960’s, it was the city where the Mafia, anti-Castro exiles and self-styled intelligence spooks joined hands to celebrate what they called their patriotic bonds and to condemn their common enemies—Castro, Communists, Liberals…

Entrenched interests dominated the order of the day.  In particular, New Orleans was a mature organized crime haven, where political campaign contributions and outright bribery insulated Mafia bosses like Carlos Marcello.  In the final analysis, the power source of the city that made its own rules and regulations as it went along, was the cozy relationship between Mob Lords like Carlos Marcello and high ranking law enforcement officials like Jim Garrison.

Unaccountable corruption is probably the most common feature of the politics of the 1960’s in New Orleans.  Mobsters like Carlos Marcello relied upon “the Fix” or the working relationship between public officials and the Mafia and they were accustomed to sharing power.  The sheer audacity of “the Fix” is absolutely astounding.  When the Kennedy Justice Department targeted Jimmy Hoffa, the Mafia responded through the Governor of Louisiana, who set up a meeting where the mob offered the key prosecution witness one million dollars to change his testimony.  It was a desperate, foolish bribe which was prompted and ultimately exposed, only because a series of dynamite explosions failed to murder targeted witness.  In the face of such violent, blatant corruption, the fact that powerful Mafia Bosses like Carlos Marcello survived criminal prosecution in the 1960’s, is astounding and illuminating.  In 1967, Life Magazine printed the following account of the Mob Lord: “He [Marcello] operates through a complex of political Fixes which enable him to control the makers and enforcers of law at every level of state government.”  Friends in high places were clearly responsible for the lapse in American justice, which saw the power of Marcello grow despite press scrutiny and astute Louisiana newcomers like Aaron Kohn identified the peculiar flavour of New Orleans “politicking” when he said: “After about a year, I began to realize something about the system here.  In Chicago, people were generally on one side of the fence or the other—honest or crooked.  But in Louisiana there just isn’t any fence”.  Jim Garrison, who was elected District Attorney in 1962, embodied the fact that “the fence” had been dismantled when he falsely claimed that the Mafia did not exist despite his association with Marcello’s henchman, Mario Marino, who operated the Sands Hotel in Las Vegas.  Garrison routinely accepted the hospitality of the Mafia and instead of cutting off his indebtedness, he said: “I may be naive—this is my first public office—but I don’t see what’s wrong with it”.  Frequent meetings between Garrison investigator Pershing Gervais and Carlos Marcello, further cemented the fact that in New Orleans, business was transacted in cooperation with the Marcello Mafia.  Like J. Edgar Hoover, Jim Garrison responded to Life Magazine disclosures by using the power of his office to manufacture the impression that organized crime did not exist. …

In the final analysis, Jim Garrison was essentially J. Edgar Hoover’s clone in New Orleans. ~ Jim Garrison & Carlos Marcello: Hoover’s Enforcers, Mat Wilson⁵

Wilson is not the only one claiming Garrison had Mafia ties.

In September, 1967, Richard Billings told Garrison that Life Magazine was no longer willing to work with him in the investigation.  Billings claimed that this was because he had come to the conclusion that he had links to organized crime.  Soon afterwards, Life began a smear campaign against Garrison.  It was reported that Garrison had been given money by an unnamed “New Orleans mobster”. ~ Jim Garrison, John Simkin, Spartacus Educational.com, September 1997

It created the perfect quagmire of questions and an easy avenue from which to attack the most important part of Jim Garrison’s investigation and, later, Oliver Stone’s movie JFK.

“Jim Garrison attacked the FBI to cover for his Mafia benefactors.”

The truth is that the Mafia played almost no role in the murder of John F. Kennedy.  Garrison and Stone get it impeccably right but stop well short of the most important question: who is at the top of this conspiracy?

Oliver Stone’s JFK used material from Jim Garrison, “investigative journalist” Jim Marrs and apparent whistleblower Leroy Fletcher Prouty.  The movie completely skipped over any Vatican connections and even attempted to give the Papacy an implied clean bill of health by pushing the idea that David Ferrie was defrocked immediately upon clergy perceiving that he was homosexual.

The epidemic of pedophile priests in America, and the sickening criminal behavior of their superiors carefully shielding them and even moving them to new dioceses where they could continue to prey upon innocent children clearly disproves that angle.

It is more likely that Ferrie was seen to be of greater use in intelligence than the priesthood and his path was carefully manipulated to turn out that way.

Temple Professor of English Joan Mellen is an ardent supporter of Jim Garrison and his legacy.

Like all professors, she apparently has plenty of time to write over 20 books, many of them about the turbulent 60s.

Professor Joan seems as oblivious of the role the Vatican and the Jesuits have played in politics then and now as Oliver Stone, Jim Marrs and L. Fletcher Prouty.

Like all of those other names, she presents well-researched work that ends up being disinformation by omission.

One would think it impossible to write about Jim Garrison, Haiti or the Columbian writer Gabriel Garcı́a Márquez without writing the word “Jesuit” but Professor Mellen manages it well.

The cesspool of Haiti was made possible only by the Jesuits.  Haitian President from 1991 to 2004 Jean-Bertrand Aristide was an ardent supporter of “liberation theology”.  He learned the Jesuit doctrine while he was a Jesuit priest (although this is being re-written to make him a “Salesian” priest).  Thanks to their hard work, Haitian children are sold for slave labor or sex slaves (and for little money).

Like Oliver Stone and Jim Marrs, Joan Mellen acknowledged the human disaster in Haiti at the hands of the CIA but that was all.

“Liberation theology” and “social justice” are Jesuit doctrines that exploit the greed of the very Elite the Vatican installed.  In constant turmoil and civil war, Rome and her minions prosper.

Marine Corps Major General Smedley Butler, the only Marine officer twice-awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor, figured out how he and the American military were used in just this way—

I suspected I was just part of a racket at the time.  Now I am sure of it.  Like all the members of the military profession, I never had a thought of my own until I left the service.  My mental faculties remained in suspended animation while I obeyed the orders of higher-ups.  This is typical with everyone in the military service.

I helped make Mexico, especially Tampico, safe for American oil interests in 1914.  I helped make Haiti and Cuba a decent place for the National City Bank boys to collect revenues in.  I helped in the raping of half a dozen Central American republics for the benefits of Wall Street.  The record of racketeering is long.  I helped purify Nicaragua for the international banking house of Brown Brothers in 1909-1912 (where have I heard that name before?).  I brought light to the Dominican Republic for American sugar interests in 1916.  In China I helped to see to it that Standard Oil went its way unmolested. ~ War is a Racket

Each and every one of those areas was first seeded by the inversely-named “Society of Jesus”.

Perhaps the most glaring omission of the Vatican’s handiwork for Joan Mellen is her biography on Gabriel Garcı́a Márquez.  Márquez was a Jesuit-trained enabler of Catholic Communism and a personal friend of Fidel Castro.

Like Garrison’s On the Trail of the Assassins or Stone’s JFK, Mellen’s book A Farewell to Justice: Jim Garrison, JFK’s Assassination, and the Case That Should Have Changed History is at least an excellent source for destroying the ridiculous Warren Commission Report.

There is no doubt that former Catholic priest David Ferrie was the bridge between the Mafia and the CIA.

Dave had flown Carlos Marcello back to New Orleans after Robert Kennedy had him deported.  Prior to that, Ferrie had traveled to Guatemala to arrange a false passport for Marcello; returning to New Orleans, Ferrie had taped this passport to his chest.  When Eastern Airlines fired Ferrie because of his police record, redolent of crimes against nature, his attorney had been a Carlos Marcello lawyer, G. Wray Gill.  Dave was paying Gill back by working on the Marcello case, which was heard on November 22, 1963.

It was Ferrie’s political affiliations that interested Jim Garrison.  Ferrie had flown for the CIA as a contract pilot, taking off from Tampa, the Keys and Venice, Florida, in sabotage missions: he burned sugarcane fields, dropped propaganda leaflets, and infiltrated and exfiltrated anti-Castro activists.  His handler was Eladio del Valle, a mob-connected Cuban exile, who was also involved in setting up training camps to wage war against Castro.  Del Valle paid Ferrie between $1,000 and $1,500 a mission, missions tracked by Cuban intelligence.  Ferrie also flew for South Central Air Lines, a CIA proprietary.  Ferrie’s CIA employment has been confirmed by ex-CIA employee Victor Marchetti.  By 1959, U.S. Customs had put David Ferrie under twenty-four-hour surveillance.

On occasion, Ferrie flew with another CIA contract pilot named E. Carl McNabb, who would later join Jim Garrison’s investigation in an attempt to redeem a murderous past.  One day they arrived at the School of the Americas in the Panama Canal Zone, a joint project of Robert Kennedy and the CIA for training of the Latin American military.  McNabb met with some resistance.  Dave walked in as if he owned the place.

“I didn’t know your security clearance was so high,” McNabb laughed, a light glittering in his ice-blue eyes. … ~ A Farewell to Justice⁶

However, neither Garrison, Stone nor Mellen seemed able to make the connection of why it all came together in “Orleans Parish”—the heart of Louisiana French Roman Catholicism.

It wasn’t from lack of evidence.

Somewhat more honest, at least, Mellen’s account acknowledges much more about Jack Martin than other sources.

Martin was much more than just hired help for private dick Guy Bannister.  Like all the other players in the drama, Martin was a sexual deviant, a criminal, a “religious fanatic”, and an operative for the Central Intelligence Agency.

Jack Martin had a scar on his chin, chain-smoked and subsisted on bad coffee.  He seemed a broken-down, harmless individual, a hanger-on.  A would-be journalist, he had worked for the Westbank Herald, a right-wing paper owned by a Major Stewart, who bore intelligence ties to Latin America.  In 1958 Guy Banister had been publisher.  Jack also worked for Banister as a sometime private eye, describing himself as “a con man who has stayed just within the law.”  He had mysterious access to police records, information he peddled.  Like David Ferrie, he was a religious zealot, belonging to the same “church.”  Martin was, Robert Buras says, “a type of Ferrie,” both men “highly intelligent.”

Jack Martin also bore a checkered criminal history.  He had been caught in a crime against nature with a homosexual named “Mona Lisa,” and had a police record ranging from disturbing the peace, vagrancy and drunkenness to a 1952 murder charge in Houston, Texas, which had miraculously vanished.  Despite all this, Martin was on a first-name basis with Senator Russell Long and enjoyed access to the office of Attorney General Jack P. F. Gremillion.  Jack could get you a letter certifying you were an honorary attorney general of the state of Louisiana.  Yet on the instructions of Plaquemines Parish czar Leander Perez, Martin had filed a petition to disqualify Gremillion as a candidate for reelection.

In November of 1963, Jack Martin’s business card read, “Martin, Newbrough & Dalzell, Private Investigations.”  The telephone number rang through at Guy Banister’s detective agency, even as Banister’s own intelligence connections ranged from the expected FBI to the Office of Naval Intelligence (ONI) and CIA.  William Dalzell was a CIA operative, as was Joseph Newbrough, a steady asset of the Domestic Contact Service, which in New Orleans also supervised the clandestine services.  Newbrough was close to another CIA figure shortly to enter this story, Fred Lee Crisman.  Dalzell’s criminal charges had disappeared in a manner similar to Martin’s.  He had joined the Agency in the early fifties, a cryptologist with a “top secret” clearance, and was acquainted with David Ferrie.  In New Orleans, CIA and FBI shared information about Dalzell.

Almost from the start Jim Garrison had come to believe that Lee Harvey Oswald was not observed with anyone who was not connected with the Central Intelligence Agency.  Garrison’s own witnesses were equally Agency-involved.  His instincts were correct, although he never learned that Jack Martin, his first

real witness, not only sewed with military intelligence, but was himself a former CIA employee.  Jack’s real name was Suggs.  His close intelligence ties he kept hidden.  At one point Martin became hysterical at the thought that a television reporter had his photograph.  “There are no photographs of me!” Jack insisted.*

John J. Martin was a low-ranking intelligence assistant.  He joined the Agency in November of 1950 and left supposedly in June of 1958 on a “disability retirement.”  He had been a GS-7 in the Transportation Branch, Services Division.  Like David Ferrie, his rival and nemesis in matters ecclesiastical, Martin had been born in Cleveland, in 1913.  Ferrie was born in 1918.

What emerges from the record is that Jack Martin never left the Agency.  In New Orleans, Martin was assigned to a young man named Thomas Edward Beckham, in a manner similar to Ferrie’s relationship with Lee Oswald.  Beckham was to notice that Martin had in his possession a variety of police credentials, and often posed as a police officer.

In Louisville, Martin had worked for “Echo Blue,” a publication of the Fraternal Order of Police, where he also came to know Archbishop Carl Stanley.  In New Orleans, Martin still carried “numerous police commissions,” making it his business to spy on other policemen.  The “S” in the New Orleans name of Jack S. Martin stood for “Suggs,” Stanley told the FBI.  But it was the same man he knew as John J. Martin.

Stanley created churches.  He raised funds and mixed in politics, and John J. Martin had requested that Stanley consecrate him as a bishop to go to Cuba.  He admitted to Stanley that he worked for the CIA and saw to it that Stanley did not promote David Ferrie in his quest to become a bishop. … ⁷

Whenever anyone is found to be a “religious zealot” serious investigators or law-men immediately ask the extremely important question of “which religion?”

If mentioned at all, we are told that Martin and Ferrie were members of the “American Orthodox Catholic Church”—an offshoot of Orthodoxy, not Roman Catholicism.

How or why David Ferrie—Jesuit-educated in both high school and college,⁸ and a former Roman Catholic seminarian⁹—made the switch to an unknown sect of Orthodoxy to become a priest and perhaps even a bishop seemed of no importance to any involved.

Orthodoxy, like Anglicanism, is, itself, an offshoot of Roman Catholicism and adherents move seamlessly between the two just as agents of the Papacy like the Jesuits easily infiltrate them.  Like Freemasonry or supposed “non-Catholic” secret societies like Skull and Bones, Orthodox operatives and assets give Rome plausible deniability.

Mellen’s cryptic statement that Jack Martin was David Ferrie’s “rival and nemesis in matters ecclesiastical” also goes unexplained.

But a man with a CIA pedigree who has murder charges “disappeared” on his behalf was certainly someone a District Attorney needed to look into—especially if he claimed he had information regarding the assassination of a sitting President.

Jim Garrison knew enough to listen to Jack Martin, then verify his facts.  Almost always, unless he intended it otherwise, what Jack Martin told you checked out.  One day Martin had invited Joe Newbrough to meet him at nine A.M. at a coffee shop.  While Newbrough, “the fat man,” ate his hearty breakfast, and Jack sipped his bad coffee, a limousine pulled up.  Suddenly Newbrough saw Carlos Marcello being hustled off.  It was the day Marcello was deported, and Jack had foreknowledge of the kidnapping of the Mafia don engineered by Robert Kennedy.

In 1971, when Jim Garrison was arrested for allegedly accepting bribes from pinball gambling interests and was driven to the Wild Life and Fisheries building for booking, at the front of a crowd of spectators stood that man who always knew what was happening in New Orleans.

“They had to frame a case on the DA!” Jack Martin called out loudly.  “How about that!”  Then Martin led the crowd in applause.  “Let’s hear it for the DA!” Martin shouted.

States-Item reporter Hoke May, himself a CIA asset, and for whom Jack Martin was an entirely reliable source, concluded that Jack Martin had been badly discredited by the FBI on purpose, made to seem an alcoholic, a mental case and a person not to be taken seriously, when in fact he was entirely credible.¹⁰

Joe Newbrough was also a New Orleans dick with ties to the Central Intelligence Agency.

Lee Oswald was a mal-adjusted loner from a broken family.  Unable to relate to other people, women especially, it was easy for predators to prey upon him and that’s exactly what David Ferrie did (sadly, what many other Catholic priests have done, as well).

Ferrie would target boys and young men by impressing them with his CIA connections or self-inflated mystery regarding “missions” he was involved in, flying regularly to Communist Cuba.  This worked particularly well with the boys in his Civil Air Patrol unit.

He wound his tendrils around Oswald but after Lee had been targeted as the assassination patsy this caused problems for Ferrie.

Although Jim Garrison never learned about that loan granted to David Ferrie and cosigned by Clay Shaw, there was further evidence that persuaded him that Ferrie was connected to the assassination.  Jack Martin, during the weekend of the assassination, had said that when Oswald was arrested, he had Ferrie’s library card with him, information he could not have gleaned from New Orleans television.  When the FBI questioned Ferrie, he denied emphatically that he had loaned the card to Oswald.  “The card has never been out of my possession,” Ferrie said.  Then he wandered around town inquiring whether anyone knew about Oswald’s possessing his library card.  He asked Oswald’s neighbor, Mrs. Doris Eames, if she knew “whose library card Oswald had.”  He questioned Oswald’s landlady, Mrs. Lena Gamer: “They found my library card on Oswald,” Ferrie said.

Jim Garrison concluded that if there were no evidence linking a library card found on Oswald to Ferrie, the FBI would never have put the issue in its report.  If “Oswald had a library card on him bearing the name ‘George Washington,’ it would not be reasonable to state in an investigative report that David Ferrie denied lending his library card to Oswald.”  Later Garrison learned from a source that Ferrie’s library card had indeed been found on Oswald, “but has since been destroyed.”

Despite Ferrie’s denials, his CAP cadets reported that Oswald had been among them.  Ferrie, expecting protection from higher authority, was so bold as to name Jerry Paradis as willing to confirm that Oswald had not served under his command.  But in 1978, an attorney now, Paradis clearly remembered for the House Select Committee that Oswald and Ferrie were “in the unit together” at ten or fifteen meetings.  “I’m not saying that they may have been there together.  I’m saying it was a certainty.”¹¹

Pulling loner or orphaned young men out of military service for use as tools in Intelligence wasn’t David Ferrie’s idea, it was a system used repeatedly by Roman traitors and continues to be.

The mirror tragedy was played out for another “Lee Harvey Oswald”—Timothy McVeigh—in a Roman treason even more heinous than the broad-daylight slaughter of a sitting President.  McVeigh was the patsy used for the despicable treason that was the Oklahoma City bombing in 1995, that blamed the deaths of 168 victims, 19 of which were small children (15 having perished in the prophetically-named America’s Kids Day Care Center) on the politically-convenient enemies of Rome and Bill Clinton—supposedly “Constitutional Christians”.  For the details, see the author’s column, here.

Lee had time to kill during that steamy New Orleans September.  But you could relax at the Old Pontchartrain Beach amusement park, ride the ferris wheel, have a mechanical gypsy tell your fortune, or knock lead milk bottles off their stool with a ball.

Van Bums, a recent high school graduate, was in charge of the parakeet stand while he awaited Marine Corps boot camp.  You threw a nickel onto a plate and earned a free parakeet.  On the night in question, Van’s friend Bob Boylston wandered by in the company of two men.  Six months earlier, Bob had been inducted into the Army.  Now, surprisingly, he was out.  He mumbled something about the Civil Air Patrol.  Van would wonder later whether the man accompanying Bob Boylston that night had liberated him from the Army for some purpose.  The Civil Air Patrol interested Van Bums.  The fad among the cadets, he had learned, had switched from learning German to studying Russian.

Bob introduced Van to his companions.  One was an older man with odd hair.  His name was David Ferrie.  The other was named “Lee.”

“Lee, Lee Oswald,” he said.  He threw a few nickels at the plates, but missed.  He did not win a parakeet, a creature he had once bought for his mother out of the first money he ever earned.  He was in the Marine Corps, Lee told Van.  “In recon.”

“What do you do in recon?” Van said, genuinely interested.  Lee scowled.

“We take pictures,” Lee said finally, moving away toward the greyhound booth where Bob Boylston stood.  So among Oswald’s possessions after his death would be a Minox camera used for microdot work, an artifact of espionage.  “Possession of same in Eastern Europe is in itself sufficient to deny egress across borders,” one of Garrison’s anonymous leads states.

Boylston returned.  “He’s a great pilot,” he said, referring to Ferrie, who had wandered off.  “I know what you’re thinking,” Boylston said quickly to Bums.  “Maybe he is and maybe he isn’t.  But he’s never approached me.”  Ferrie in fact reserved his sexual advances for a select few of his acolytes.

Boylston confided that Lee traveled with him and Ferrie on flights to Cuba where Lee took pictures.  The three appeared to be so intimate as to seem to form a special clique, Van Bums thought.  When he learned of Jim Garrison’s investigation, he did not come forward with the information that he had seen Oswald and Ferrie together.

Bob Boylston did provide some information to Jim Garrison’s investigators.  He was close enough to Ferrie for Ferrie to have paid his Loyola University tuition, he said.  Ferrie had talked in 1961 of “secret orders” having to do with Cuba, of having been wounded and shot down on one of his flights.  Bob was in charge of CAP records, which were sent to Washington, but when Jim Garrison attempted to subpoena these records, he was told they did not exist.

Boylston also had told Van Bums of having gone to Dallas several times with Dave, and how Dave spoke of a “super-special army always ready to fight.”  Once he had driven Dave to the airport as Dave was headed for one of his trips to Cuba.  He must never talk about the training going on over the Lake, no matter what happens, Dave told Boylston.  “Even if ‘it’ didn’t go.”  They were “taking care of something,” something very serious.

From the mid-fifties, Ferrie kept in touch with Oswald.  In Russia as a false defector, Oswald wrote on a form that, should his first child be a boy, he was to be named “David Lee Oswald.”  The only “David” in his life was Ferrie.¹²

For a disaffected “Orthodox” priest, it was odd that Ferrie would shell out big money seemingly without strings to send another boy to a Jesuit University.

Another author corroborates this odd fact.

Robert Boylston told the HSCA that Ferrie gave him over a thousand dollars to attend Loyola University in New Orleans and never once asked for it back.¹³

Did Ferrie have money to burn, or was this more of the Roman/Intelligence apparatus lusting continuously for vulnerable young men to be used and abused?

On July 27^th of 1963, Lee Oswald had an interesting engagement; 3 hours and 150 miles away from New Orleans, Oswald gave an “anti-Communist” speech at Jesuit Spring Hill seminary in Mobile Alabama.  It was quite an interesting thing to put so much effort into for the supposed Communist defector.  Just as unusual as the ease with which Oswald moved to the Soviet Union, attempted to give up his U.S. citizenship, lived extremely comfortably in Minsk, married the daughter of a well-placed Soviet Army Intelligence Colonel, and just as easily returned to the United States with his new wife Marina.

Such collusion between United States and Soviet Intelligence in the heat of the Cold War bespeaks of a higher power ordering them both.

How The Game Works

Although Garrison, Stone and Mellen have all carefully avoided the 800 lb. Jesuit in the room, they do so by delivering an extremely important part of the truth; how all of America’s major institutions—CIA, FBI, Executive Branch, politicians, judges and even local law enforcement—were all corrupt.  If they didn’t answer to the American people, who do they answer to and what explains why they are so poisonous to the best interests of the citizens they supposedly work for?

The answer is one word: Rome.

But because Garrison, Stone, Mellen and a few others like them prove that America’s major institutions are corrupt, even without answering “Why?” or “Who?” they needed to be discredited and attacked to mitigate their message.

One author who wasn’t as keen on Earling Caruthers “Jim” Garrison was Patricia Lambert.  She managed to hit Garrison hard with a particularly ugly accusation (and do it believably).

When he was at the pinnacle of his popularity and notoriety.  Garrison remarked on the forces out to sabotage his investigation.   The next charge he expected from them, he said, was that he engaged in “child molesting”¹⁵ Garrison probably was launching a preemptive strike with that remark.  He undoubtedly had reason to fear that such a charge might occur.  The wall of secrecy that shielded the dark side of Garrison’s personal life cracked in 1969 in the aftermath of just such an act involving a thirteen-year-old boy.  The boy’s family wanted to file charges but were warned that Garrison was unpredictable and would be an extremely dangerous adversary.  Aaron Kohn urged the family to prosecute.  But concern about the boy’s welfare and even his safety outweighed all else, and they took no action.  Kohn then gave the information to the grand jury and someone leaked the story to columnist Jack Anderson.  The grand jury foreman, William J. Krummel, Sr., confirmed off the record to Anderson that they were looking into it.  But, Krummel said, “I’m afraid that if I say so [in public], they’ll want to throw me in jail.”¹⁶  Krummel declined to be interviewed for this book: so what occurred in the grand jury’s investigation is unknown.  The family wisely decided to protect the boy and the grand jury could have done little without their assistance.

Jack Anderson personally spoke to the boy’s father, described in the column Anderson wrote as “a prominent member of the New Orleans ‘establishment:” Anderson also spoke to two other family members, one of whom Anderson said “is one of the most respected men in the South.” Anderson’s column, long the most infamous unexplored landmark in Garrison’s background, gave only a bare-bones account of what occurred.  The grand jury was investigating a charge, Anderson reported, that “on a Sunday in June, 1969,” Garrison had “fondled” a thirteen-year-old boy in the New Orleans Athletic Club.”  But Anderson wrote nothing more about it, and Garrison supporters have long claimed that the story was merely an effort to smear him.  Yet some in New Orleans who know the family involved have insisted over the years that the episode occurred.  An author of a recent book on the case verified the story with a family member.  Until now however, no one has heard from the victim.¹⁴

Beyond this, Lambert then proceeded to give the seedy details.

There are some things to take note of:

* Lambert puts a little too much effort into this although she makes a very credible case.
* A grand jury supposedly looked into this yet there is no official record of the outcome?
* It is rare for a child predator to strike only once yet this is the only accusation Lambert gives.
* Lambert seems to be on a mission here to get both Jim Garrison and Oliver Stone; that smacks more of propaganda than journalism.

It’s probably true that Jim Garrison was not as heroic as Oliver Stone portrayed him to be.

It’s probably true that Jim Garrison wasn’t even completely free of corruption and was as soiled a “law man” as his previous employer, the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

It’s a good guess that Jim Garrison was playing a role for that same corrupt Machine.  Three years after the assassination, the shock was wearing off and a few smart, perhaps dangerous people were asking tough questions.  Time for someone to step forward and provide cover to those at the very top by outing the mid-range players.

But was Garrison a child molester?  As strong a case as Lambert makes, it’s clear she’s also just playing a role.

The end result of Garrison’s official investigation was a single arrest and trial.  At that trial, the accused, Clay Shaw, was aquitted despite overwhelming evidence that he was a key player in the assassination.

In fact, close examination shows a lot of talking by Garrison with little to back it up.  He took 42 minutes to give his opening statement but his own key witnesses and methods helped destroy his credibility.  Was it on purpose?

Insurance salesman Perry Russo was critical to the case, claiming to have been in the company of Shaw, Ferrie and Oswald and overhearing them conspire to kill Kennedy.  He supposedly came forward to keep from being caught by Garrison’s dragnet but it was revealed during the trial that Garrison used hypnosis and “truth drug” sodium pentathol on his willing witness.

This was most certainly not standard procedure for a District Attorney in a high-profile case.

The man behind Garrison’s work up for the case was lead Prosecutor Andrew “Moo-Moo” Sciambra—a name and face virtually invisible from all accounts.

Perhaps that’s because Moo-Moo was a Jesuit-trained Roman Catholic.

Any similarity between Moo-Moo and a Mafia enforcer is purely circumstantial.  Moo-Moo went on to become Magistrate Commissioner of the Orleans Parish Criminal Court System and passed on in 2010 at the age of 75.

Garrison was also assisted by James Alcock.

Alcock delivered a key witness from out of town, Charles Spiesel, an accountant from New York City.

Spiesel claimed to have recognized David Ferrie as someone he flew with in the Air Force during WWII and was later invited to a party where Ferrie and Clay Shaw discussed killing the President.  The only problem was that Ferrie never served in WWII, nor was there an “Air Force” (it was the Army Air Corps).

It got worse from there.

Spiesel began to self-destruct on the stand stating that he had been forcibly hypnotized.  The crescendo was arrived at when Spiesel stated that, before sending his daughter to Louisiana State University he had taken her finger prints to insure that when she returned to him it was not an imposter.

Little else is known about Spiesel and almost as little about Assistant District Attorney James Alcock.

Toilet Reading

Did Garrison self-destruct on purpose?

It is true that he was savaged by mainstream media as were others who attempted to bolster the understanding that the Warren Report was a rank fraud and cover-up.

Colonel Leroy Fletcher Prouty, U.S. Air Force (DoD/CIA liaison) was just such a whistle-blower and he is loosely portrayed in Oliver Stone’s JFK by actor Donald Sutherland.

Prouty was a consultant for JFK and someone who communicated frequently with Jim Garrison.  Prouty continued to be a wealth of information on everything from war profiteering to the true nature of oil.

Is it a coincidence that not just Garrison but Prouty as well damaged their credibility seemingly on purpose by doing interviews with pornographic publications.

Prouty’s insider information was only published in “Genesis” and “Gallery” porn magazines in 1974 and 75 and Garrison got an in-depth write-up in Playboy in 1967.

Endgame

Using handlers to protect the Papacy is an old game but one that is often played.  After victimizing, torturing, violating and ruining a life, if the victim is allowed to live they are given “resucers” or handlers that control them just as when they were enslaved in order to cover for the great Whore of Babylon.

CIA mind-controlled sex slave Cathy O’Brien is one sad example; “rescued” by her husband Mark Phillips, whom she is never seen in public without.

Another is Franklin Coverup scandal “whistleblower” John DeCamp.

Mark Phillips “rescued” and subsequently married Cathy O’Brien.

What O’Brien doesn’t know is that she exchanged one handler [small-time Nashville star Alex Houston] for another.

Although Phillips isn’t the abusive monster Houston was, his job for Rome is almost as important as wrangling innocent victims to be used as sex slaves: screening Cathy’s modest media outreach to insure the Vatican isn’t understood as the foundation of this unspeakable mass crime.

Mark Phillips admitted in an interview in 2016 that he was made aware of child sex slavery after being inducted into the Knights of Malta²⁶⁷; the footsoldiers of Rome and her total control over government Intelligence Agencies.

O’Brien is, herself, a former Roman Catholic (sadly, she states that her experiences have made her an atheist^xcii) and knows that the Vatican plays a key role in this sadistic, satanic scheme but doesn’t understand that Rome orchestrates it.

Having been abused shortly after the Franklin Cover-up broke, O’Brien had knowledge of many aspects of that operation, but because she’s been shielded, she only makes passing mention of how her parasitic pedophile handler Alex Houston took time away for “business at Boys Town in Omaha, Nebraska”.²⁶⁸

If anyone has heard of “Boys Town” — the Roman Catholic orphanage for homeless boys — it was as a result of the 1938 propaganda movie Boys Town starring Spencer Tracey as the Catholic priest with endless rivers of compassion for young boys and Mickey Rooney as the diamond-in-the-rough ruffian who just needed a chance.

The reality is much more perverse as boys were screened at Boys Town for use as sex slaves — many of them were pimped by Lawrence King and some even worked at the Franklin Community Federal Credit Union.

On the rare occasions that the Franklin Cover-up is a topic for “fringe” media, Roman Catholic²⁶⁹ Nebraska State Senator John DeCamp has been the go-to “whistleblower”.

DeCamp’s job is the same as Mark Phillips: control the conversation to insure it is steered away from Rome.

Although DeCamp is not a household name (for that matter, neither is the Franklin Cover-up), he had friends in high places.  DeCamp served in Vietnam in the United States Army and was an aid to the Deputy Ambassador to Vietnam; William Egan Colby.

Colby — also a devout Roman Catholic — would go on to be named Director of the Central Intelligence Agency shortly thereafter in 1973.  He was succeeded by George Herbert Walker Bush.  Bush was nominated by Warren Commission participant Gerald Ford in 1976.

Colby was a lawyer with a Leftist bent who originally worked for the same firm as the founder of the OSS: Roman Catholic Knight of Malta William Donovan.²⁷⁰

Wikipedia says of Colby’s Catholicism:

Colby was for most of his life a staunch Roman Catholic.^[3]  He was often referred to as “the warrior–priest”.  He married Barbara Heinzen (1920-2015) in 1945 and they had five children. The Catholic Church played a “central role” in the family’s life, with Colby’s two daughters receiving their First Communion at St. Peter’s Basilica.^{[4] 271}

~ Secret History, ¹⁵

American Patriots are cheering and gloating that their man, Donald John Trump, vanquished the evil Hillary Rodham Clinton who will now almost certainly be going to prison for her many (very real) crimes and treasons.

It’s a game as old as the Trojan Horse.

UPDATE 18 December 2016, 03:53 PM, EST

Just how much was J. Edgar Hoover in the tank for Rome?

In 1964, Loyola University, Chicago, instituted a special honor; the Sword of Loyola.

A replica of the blade carried by Ignatius, himself, was given as an award to prominent leaders who have dedicated their lives to serving the Papacy just as Ignatius did when he placed his sword at the feet of the Black Madonna of Monserrat in 1522.

The very first recipient was J. Edgar Hoover on September 22^nd, 1964.

It was exactly 10 months since the assassination of President John F. Kennedy, an event Rome played quite prominently in.  Were the Jesuits of Loyola quietly celebrating?

Two years later (with enough distance from the terrible treason to be more bold), the Sword of Loyola was given on the exact date: November 22^nd, 1966.  The recipient was Vietnam hero POW Lieutenant Dieter Dengler, USN.

Dengler’s exploits escaping from a brutal Vietnamese prison (he was first held in Laos but was transferred) in 1966 is the stuff of legend.  His ordeal sapped so much of his vitality that he died in February 2001 at only 62 years old.

In 2006, Dengler was memorialized in the movie Rescue Dawn staring Christian Bale.

Loyola University President, the Very Reverend James E. McGuire, SJ, can be seen to the immediate left of either recipient.  By 1970, the Very Reverend Jesuit President would be accused of child molestation but “lacking conclusive evidence”, no charges were filed.

At the same time, another Jesuit in the Chicago area named “McGuire” was also raping children; Donald J. McGuire, SJ, was carefully shielded by his leadership after complaints began to surface in 1960 insuring that he would have a reign of terror over unsuspecting children for the next 35 years.

Protecting child predators was not a singular incident in Chicago but a full agenda for both the Jesuits and Rome.

2006 was a year that also marked the promotion of Father Thomas Smolich, SJ, to become the President of the Jesuit Conference of the United States.  His qualifications seem to be the repeated screening and enabling of predatory priests.  One priest, Angel Crisostomo Mariano, SJ, would do whatever it took to abuse the vulnerable from preying upon the mentally handicapped to dressing up as a woman.  Even after Mariano’s arrest and conviction, his immediate supervisor at the time (Smolich) felt it was not necessary to alert those in Mariano’s congregation.

There can be no other deduction in light of the careful coddling of such monsters but that it is a purposeful agenda to victimize as many vulnerable innocents as possible just as surely as the Inquisition’s tortures had nothing to do with maintaining religious doctrine.

9/11 airline pilot whistleblower Field McConnell has a prominent sibling: Deputy Associate Attorney General Kristine Marcy with 30 years working as a Federal official.

Not only has McConnell accused her of being a gatekeeper for systemic governmental child sex slave trafficking but he claims that her handler is Father Thomas Smolich, SJ.