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In my nearly twenty years of reporting on this case, people have asked me all the time: What do I think really happened? I hate that question more than anything. The plain answer is, I don't know. I worry that as soon as I speculate, I undermine the work I've done. In a sense, had I been more willing to fill in the blanks, I might've finished this book sooner.
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It's when someone claims that I've "found the truth" that I get anxious. I haven't found the truth, much as I wish I could say I have. My goal isn't to say what did happen -- it's to prove that the official story didn't. I've learned to accept the ambiguity. I had to, I realized, if I ever wanted to finish this book. For every chapter here, there are a dozen I've left out. There's more, there's always more.
minime » Fri Aug 09, 2019 1:16 pm wrote:Manson was at Boy's Town for all of three days. It was unlikely a formative event in his youth, aside all the rest of his institutionalized experience. But, then again, youneverknow.
Marionumber1 wrote:E. John Brandeis, the uncle of Franklin scandal perp Alan Baer and one of the wealthy elites who basically ran Omaha, owned a ranch in the Chatsworth, California area (the Brandeis Ranch) not far from the Spahn Ranch where the Manson Family lived. John D. Kennedy, a seller of Navajo goods, claimed on p.187-188 of his book A Good Trade that he was selling to Brandeis and saw the Manson Family in the vicinity while he was there. So perhaps Boys Town wasn't hugely impactful in terms of programming, but it was the first place where Manson got noticed as a potential MKUltra subject and he had an overseer from that Omaha pedophilia/intelligence milieu.
Tom O'Neill, "CHAOS," p. 348
Before (Louis Jolyon West) moved to the Haight, he'd supervised a similar study in Oklahoma City, hiring informants to infiltrate teenage gangs and engender "a fundamental change" in "basic moral, religious and political matters." The title of the project was Mass Conversion. As I was soon to see, its funds came from Sidney J. Gottlieb, the head of CIA's MKULTRA program.
p. 360-363
August 25, among a batch of research papers on hypnosis, I found them: letters between West and his CIA handler, "Sherman Grifford. (aka Gottleib)
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Next West addressed a sensitive matter: who would the guinea pigs be? He listed four groups -- basic airmen, volunteers, patients, and "others, possibly including prisoners in the local stockade." Only the volunteers would be paid. The others would be unwilling, and although it wasn't spelled out, unwitting. It'd be easier to preserve his secrecy if he was "inducing specific mental disorders" in people who already exhibited them. "Certain patients requiring hypnosis in therapy, or suffering from dissociative disorders (trances, fugues, amnesia, etc.) might lend themselves to our experiments."
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Gottleib's reply came on letterhead from "Chemrophyl Associates," a front company he used to correspond with MKULTRA subcontractors. "My Good Friend," he wrote, "I had been wondering whether your apparent rapid and comprehensive grasp of our problems could possibly be real ... you have indeed developed a remarkably accurate picture of exactly what we are after. For this I am deeply grateful."
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...1956. That year, West reported back to the CIA that the experiments he'd begun in 1953 had at last come to fruition. He was ensconced in a civilian institution, and evidently he found it a less oppressive setting than Lackland had been. In a paper titled "The Psychophysiological Studies of Hypnosis and Suggestibility," he claimed to have achieved the impossible: he know how to replace "true memories" with "false ones" in human beings without their knowledge. In case the CIA didn't grasp the significance of this, he put it in layman's terms: "It has been found to be feasible to take the memory of a definite event in the life of an individual and, through hypnotic suggestion, bring about the subsequent conscious recall to the effect that this event never actually took place, but a different (fictional) event actually did occur."
The document, marked "Classified," was right there in West's files; I had to assume the CIA had destroyed any copies. They've never publicly acknowledged West's groundbreaking deed. He'd done, it claimed, by administering "new drugs" effective in "speeding the induction of the hypnotic state and in deepening the trance that can be produced in given subjects."
As in his initial experiments, West performed most of these psychiatric feats on mental health patients. "The necessity to obtain most of the subject material from a population of psychiatry patients made standardized observations very difficult," he groused. In the report, which doubled as a request for continued funding -- a successful request; West received government backing through 1965 at the least -- he enthusiastically described a high-tech laboratory he planned to construct at Oklahoma. It would included "a special chamber [where] various hypnotic, pharmacologic and sensory-environmental variables will be manipulated."
by William Skink
Charlie lit an onion bomb
that blew the noosphere into
300 million pieces of jagged atmosfear
who did Charlie haight so much
in San Francisco?
Shadow Sid and JJ Angel?
onion bombs touch the part of us
outside time
stories splatter like brain matter
and the Nephilim scoop it up greedily
for their blackhole soup bowls
black magic onion bombs
spreading fear-death
in deep lust for the time-spot
and the prize of forever—
that is what they are after
with their Palantir spy eyes
pimping glamour death
to soften fresh souls
for their banquets
surface sparks and clown noses with orange hair
have angry poles sharpening their teeth
for a strategic cannibalizing
of our power—
the power to love beyond self
is a power denied them as they gobble the essence
of life
while missing the whole point
because their feeling is an emptiness of feeling
consuming all
now, in the epoch of lead rain,
the endless hunger of self-styled wolves
uses each ritualized death spectacle
to further an order their chaos will make us demand
while awareness grows
a million dead-ends are conjured
to stupefy the seekers
what once was a rigor of intuition
has been blunted by trauma and trolls under
each hopeful bridge
trolls who bludgeon honest exchanges
into rust-red stains
to state it plainly: we are being driven insane
understand onion bombs
have layers of meaning
and reverberations beyond what our senses
can detect
I once thought true detectives
could discover the origin without core loss
of compass tied to heart
but the dark magnetism of charred remains
is still occulted to a left brain moving forward
with heart roots
the dead body of old Jeff
found in his cell
killed on the day it happened 50 years ago—
they’ll say by his own hand
but those familiar with twilight language know
the true meaning of suicide watch
and can feel the detonation of an onion bomb
when it blows another hole
in our holy web,
the end
What did the musicians, poets and other cultural figures you interviewed bring to the story?
McNeil:We spent a lot of time with Peter Coyote, who was in the Diggers [an anarchist collective and offshoot of the San Francisco Mime Troupe], and a lot of people around San Francisco and the Haight, Carl Franzoni [performers and fixtures of the LA hippie freak scene], and the Byrds and Love.
First song was recorded on Aug 9, 2019...know what I mean? The poem put to music was written the morning it was reported Jeffrey Epstein died. The layers are numerous and the rot grows more putrid the closer you get to the center of it.
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