Wednesday, July 23, 2014

I am a U.S. Intelligence agent who is non-consensually being tortured via directed energy weapons.

The Federal Bureau of Investigation has informed me that the United States Secret Service has the directed energy weapons; and that I should contact that Agency directly (regarding the assault).

I have not been charged with any crime...

The way the law works is: if a citizen is arrested, booked, and fingerprinted (but is never arraigned on any charges), then the authorities are not required to appoint a public defender.

After humiliating me and assaulting me via directed energy weapons in their school of dramatic arts, all of a sudden, one day, they say: Shoes and blues all the way! Then they kick me to the curb.

There is no advocate, no Probation Officer, no halfway house, no $50.00 and a suit, and no apology.

It is through the use of false arrests and other fraudulent means that I have been assigned the counterfeit credentials that were deemed necessary by other Agents to make my clandestine activities possible.

A staged jailhouse drama serves as a type of burglar's lock pick tool that facilitates the opening of doors after I am "mysteriously" released like Kevin Spacey's character (Verbal Kent) in The Usual Suspects. 

Here is an interesting sound byte from that same film:
Jeff Rabin: "I'm telling you this guy is protected from up on high by the Prince of Darkness."

Who would ever suspect a gimp like me of being an Intelligence Agent?

Please be aware that when the Intelligence Community stays in constant contact with an agent in the field, that agents GPS coordinates are known. In layman's terms, it is known where I am; and where I ain't.

This class of weapon employs precise targeting... 

Because my GPS coordinates are known, I cannot possibly be a suspect of any "legitimate" investigation.

Please understand that any investigation of an "invented crime" is inherently open-ended (by design)...

Here is a for-instance: I did not cause a non-holographic, hand-sledgehammer to disappear from the shadow of a certain tree sculpture In Los Angeles; and then cause it to reappear in my luggage on the next block near the Bon Adventure Hotel (the one that had those fish fountains in the central lobby area); and then cause it to disappear again in front of multiple witnesses in broad daylight (no matter how many guys in suits may agree to suspect me of having performed such a magnificent feat of magic). I do not engage in such practices.

I have seen the hype on TV indicating that a skillful illusionist can cause the circumstances whereby a select audience may imagine that a building, or a Jumbo Jet has disappeared.

The Government is well aware of technologies that possess the potential to cause temporary flash blindness:

Mostly, what I do is think tank type consulting pursuant to tidying-up Governmental oversight (critical analysis) and investigative services surrounding off-white collar crime.

Have you seen that movie where Robert Redford's character reads books?

Does your rich Uncle Sam want you?

Again: the Agency is well aware of my whereabouts around the clock. My GPS coordinates are always known to the Duty Officer (and theoretically discoverable on a need to know basis).

Do you have any idea how sophisticated the targeting process has become? It is my understanding that Specialists can blast tiny stones using sonic weapons without disrupting the surrounding organ tissue.

Some other reported uses of the Technology:

"The A3D is a highly directional device that can be hand-held or vehicle mounted. It directs an acoustic beam, which has tailorable intensity, and is used as a public address system, to focus on a specific individual or to deliver aversive sounds to alter a combatant's behavior." Source:

The Space Preservation Act of 2001: " systems using radiation, electromagnetic, psychotronic, sonic, laser, or other energies directed at individual persons or targeted populations for the purpose of information war, mood management, or mind control of such persons or populations..." Source:

General Myers and Former Secretary of Defense Rumsfeld fielding questions from the press:

Chuck de Caro | CNN Special Assignments | Radiofrequency Weapons

"This non-lethal weapon is based on the well established microwave auditory effect (MAE). MAE results in a strong sound sensation in the human head when it is irradiated with specifically selected microwave pulses of low energy. Through the combination of pulse parameters and pulse power, it is possible to raise the auditory sensation to the “discomfort” level, deterring personnel from entering a protected perimeter or, if necessary, temporarily incapacitating particular individuals." Source:

V2K Voice to Skull Devices:
"Nonlethal weapon which includes (1) a neuro-electromagnetic device which uses microwave transmission of sound into the skull of persons or animals by way of pulse-modulated microwave radiation; and (2) a silent sound device which can transmit sound into the skull of person or animals. NOTE: The sound modulation may be voice or audio subliminal messages. One application of V2K is use as an electronic scarecrow to frighten birds in the vicinity of airports." Source:

Voice of Allah:

Voice "morphing" technology:

Have you ever wondered where a man might get the idea his neighbor's dog was talking to him?

From an Agent with a "Subliminal Messaging Device"?

Did you hear about the guy who carved "MY ELF" in the stock of his sawed-off shotgun?

"The Committee notes that much documentation related to the CIA's program of secret experimentation, including MKULTRA, has long since been destroyed, and, therefore, we cannot state with certainty what policy(ies) underlay human experiments in these programs or whether such policies included national security exceptions." Source:

"The Advisory Committee finds that the government did not routinely undertake to create records needed to ensure that secret programs could be understood and accounted for in later years and that it did not adequately maintain such records where they were created. The Committee further finds that many important record collections (including records that were not initially classified) have been maintained in a manner that renders them practically inaccessible to those who need them, thereby limiting the utility of the records to the government itself, as well as the public's rights under the Freedom of Information Act." Source:

"Enacted on July 4, 1966, and taking effect one year later, the Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) provides that any person has a right, enforceable in court, to obtain access to federal agency records, except to the extent that such records (or portions of them) are protected from public disclosure by one of nine exemptions or by one of three special law enforcement record exclusions. A FOIA request can be made for any agency record. Before sending a request to a federal agency, you should determine which agency is likely to have the records you are seeking. Each agency’s website will contain information about the type of records that agency maintains. The FOIA is a law that gives you the right to access information from the federal government. It is often described as the law that keeps citizens in the know about their government. Under the FOIA, agencies must disclose any information that is requested – unless that information is protected from public disclosure. The FOIA also requires that agencies automatically disclose certain information, including frequently requested records. As Congress, the President, and the Supreme Court have all recognized, the FOIA is a vital part of our democracy." Source: 

Some background information:

I'm a non-combatant conscientious objector who was forced into government service as a child.

I always got really good grades in school, excelled at sports, and was chosen by my peers to serve as team captain. I was even selected to perform the lead role in the school play.

Then, one day, the teacher informed the class that our Government was searching for folks with ESP.

I did not volunteer to stare at goats or donkeys. Consider what Catholic Tradition says about such things:

"...the CIA and the DOD had conducted experiments on both cognizant and unwitting human subjects as part of an extensive program to influence and control human behavior through the use of psychoactive drugs (such as LSD and mescaline) and other chemical, biological, and psychological means." Source:

Once upon a time, an Agent actually asked me where their enemy was going to attack them next.

Once upon another time, an Agent asked me if they should order the evacuation of Houston, Texas.

Could it be that the Agency has resurrected Project: Star Gate? Project Star Gate: The See Quill?

Of Interest:

In '05, an Agent informed me that the "intoxicating" wave is the same one they use on the President.

During the Clinton Administration, I was beamed off in a moving vehicle. Operation Moving Violation.

During the Bush Administration, I was beamed off at my computer. Operation Shoot the Moon.

During the current Administration, I was beamed hard while "taking a shift" "monitoring" an MMORPG.

Consider what President Obama says about the type of slavery that is going on right now in the U.S. at the brothel/sweat shop/black site where I am currently being hobbled and tortured:

When a little girl is...imprisoned in a brothel and tortured if she resists -- that’s slaveryIt is barbaric, and it is evil, and it has no place in a civilized world.

"But for all the progress that we’ve made, the bitter truth is that trafficking also goes on right here, in the United States."

"In short, we’re making clear that American tax dollars must never, ever be used to support the trafficking of human beings.  We will have zero tolerance.  We mean what we say.  We will enforce it."

"We’ll strengthen training, so investigators and law enforcement are even better equipped to take action -- and treat victims as victims, not as criminals."

"Our fight against human trafficking is one of the great human rights causes of our time, and the United States will continue to lead it -- in partnership with you.  The change we seek will not come easy, but we can draw strength from the movements of the past.  For we know that every life saved -- in the words of that great Proclamation -- is "an act of justice," worthy of "the considerate judgment of mankind, and the gracious favor of Almighty God."

Fancy words.  But even after I contacted the number the White House suggested, nothing changed.  And, then, over the July 4th weekend 2014, the Agency beamed me off during President Obama's Watch.

To date, the U.S. Intelligence Community has not saluted the President's Official Proclamation.

Perhaps they are bowing down to another Washington? Do you know what "apotheosis" means?

Look at this image:

Consider the implications of what we have been taught in: Deuteronomy 32:17

What happened to the so-called Wall of Separation?

See also: Acts of the Apostles 19:23-35 and

My Open Letter to President Obama:

Peace be with you.

I am relieved to learn that Operation: Downward Trajectory was merely a training exercise.

Did the Intelligence Community brief you about my Shepherd (Keeper)/Master/Teacher?

Have you ever seen David Bowie's portrayal of Governor Pilate? Quite riveting, actually. Change?

I hope you like my "pelican brief".

The Agency keeps beating me up and telling me to "take it down".

It appears they do not subscribe to the ethic of transparency when it comes to their covetous practices.

According to the Agency's own advice: I am not required to comply with any request that is not in writing.

Not only is it my Right; it is my Duty as an American to establish new guards for my future security.

I'm not talking about any light and transient reasons up in here neither:

The Agency has been assaulting me and molesting my sensitive areas since third grade.

Agents eCommunicated with me in my parent's home (bedroom; kitchen; den; and bathrooms).

An Agent instructed me to spy on my own parents during a party outside of the family home.

The Agency claimed our house was bugged and that they were listening to my parent's conversations.

Once upon a time, an Agent asked me what I would do if I were kidnapped. I was flabbergasted (to say the least) and was subsequently instructed what to do if I were kidnapped; pretend you're happy about the situation and petition the leader of the gang about the possibility of teaming-up with them. (mole training)

After years of Governmental abuse, at the age of 13, while on a babysitting assignment at an across the street neighbor's house, after being placed into a hypnotic state and given a bizarre set of instructions not to go into the other part of the house to check on the children, I was offered a huge collection of mainstream magazines and a large, cozy captain's chair. After dude left the house (and I had familiarized myself with the location of the pop-up pages, the Forum, and the WW cartoons) an Agent instructed me to take care of some business in the bathroom. I obeyed the man's "out-loud" command and disobeyed the eAgent's subliminal one.

A year or two later, they put me in an eHypnotic trance and directed me out of my parent's house. The U.S. Intelligence Agent who met me at the head of the block where we lived did not identify himself until I began to come out of the trance in his upstairs bedroom (where he was blocking the only exit). He flashed his Eagle Credentials on me, named the Agency, and asked: "Do you know who we are?" I was so scared my knees buckled. The only place to sit down was on the bed. He offered me a soda pop and a smile.

That was my first Official debriefing/briefing (My indoctrination into the school of hard NOCs).

Not long afterwards, they placed me in the same type of eHypnotic trance at another neighbor's house on a babysitting assignment. I was informed that they were outside the window filming said eHypnotic stupor.

When I came out of the trance a few minutes later, I realized what the Government had been up to.

I was so relieved. In fact, that experience became a type of dividing line in the sand moment for me.

The neighbors returned immediately and the babysitting assignment was abruptly terminated.

Operation Dirty DieDee was one of my shortest Assignments (lasting only a matter of minutes). My Mom was like: I thought you were babysitting for the neighbors? What are you doing back so soon?

Just before we moved to another town, the Listening Post sanitized like a public facing toilet bowl seat.

The eTorture continued (and even intensified) throughout my high school and college years.

During one forced hypnosis session the Agency instructed me to remove a book from the High School library. They instructed me specifically how to circumvent the security measures that were in place.

When the Agency followed me from my hometown College to the University in the big city where I was responsible for my own room and board, I had the evidence I needed. I dropped out of College and joined the military to acquire specialized training that would afford me an opportunity to work and live abroad.

After being recruited for the U.S. Navy's nuclear power program, (and the mandatory deep background check which I passed with flying colors) I received my Top Secret Security Clearance.

Granted: i may not be the sharpest tool in the barn but, you know what they say: Iron sharpens iron.

During Basic Training, I was appointed as a squad leader and invited to train with the Navy Seals.

Naturally, I declined their cordial invitation. It was known to me that Special Forces were at play.

During A-School, I became aware of serious violations on the Base where I was stationed.

I reported said violations to the proper authorities.

Suffice it to say: following our investigation into said violations, the UCMJ was amended.

After the Navy, I landed a job guarding Government Office buildings on the State Capitol grounds.

The Captain said he hired me because of the fact that I still retained my Top Secret Security Clearance.

As a citizen adventurer, the abuses continued...

The Agency put me in a deep eHypnotic trance and got me to go with a few women and men.

If you are able to view the surveillance and/or transcripts, you may notice: they all put the move on me while I was under the influence of Governmental grade mind control. As far as I know, it's not possible for a victim of directed energy assault to be the aggressor while under hypnosis. It may be physiologically impossible?

As far as I know, the Agency does not have the ability to change me into a BUTCH.

I'm a "sensitive" submissive personality type. It may be what attracted them to me when I was a child.

When I confessed some of what was going on to my X-lady, the Agency went ballistic! They cranked up the torture even higher; threatened to kidnap our child; and threatened me with permanent disfigurement...

Naturally, I took the kidnapping threat seriously (after all, the Agency had hypnotized right out of my parent's house and flashed their Eagle Credentials on me in the upstairs bedroom).

Plus: who could help but notice all the faces of all those missing and exploited children that kept showing up on milk cartons nationwide, and on wanted posters inside the Walmart stores nationwide, and on a popular TV show hosted by John Walsh? The existence of an Official Federal investigation in that particular Jurisdiction had been known to me see: [ARM-123]. The Feds where already there.

Then came the Agency's power play: I call it Operation Dollar Drop and Far Side of the Twilight Zone.

This Operation was total street theater from start to finish. The Agency was chatting up a storm before, during, and after the movie theater; broadcasting what I was supposed to do and say every step of the way; and threatening to kidnap our child if I failed to comply. We call that aspect: leverage or collateral.

Later on, during an incarceration associated with another false arrest, the Agency claimed our child was molested by the Step-dad. They outta know. Are you familiar with their surveillance capabilities?

On Father's Day 2013, the Agency threatened to kill that child that I had refused to allow them to recruit. 

I have had a long and storied career as an Intelligence agent...

Think of me as an extra in a movie about you. Essentially, I'm the Government's proverbial foot in the door.

In 1999, an Agent asked me who I wanted to play me in a movie about me. They suggested Tom Cruise.

In the mid 90s, the Agency began to brief me as an operative for the Michael Jackson thingy. MJJ had become the Intelligence Community's little darlin' (Obsession).

I honestly had no clue what such a high profile assignment might entail or why I had been selected.

I resisted the Agency's recruitment efforts as long as I could. MJJ always seemed to me to be so very high above me. I always wondered if I would faint, if ever we met. Still, as an undercover agent, if he liked my style, I would have been obliged to accept a position at Neverland. I actually did inquire about a position when I was at the Gates. A wise king seeks the advice of a multitude of councilors. For: there, is safety.

Even though the prospect was an extremely attractive one, I was hesitant to accept the Agency's apparent vote of confidence. But, they cranked up the torture to the point where, finally, (after my nose got busted for doing what they told me to do under HIP-nose-SIS) I decided to play along. (Remember: my mole training)

My thinking was, IF I discovered MJJ was being unjustly persecuted by the Intelligence Community (like myself) and, IF an opportunity arose, I would do my level best to warn MJJ and stand up with him/her (even if the Agency killed me).

The Agency kept asking me if I was planning to go to New York City to see MJJ just before 911 hit.

Have you ever seen a film with Gene Hackman and Tommy Lee Jones where some naive undercover operative was being set up as a fall guy?

Based on the instructions I received, it appeared that my role was to participate in a tangential Sting.

The thing morphed into a massive sting operation whose tentacles reached Neverland Valley Ranch, Santa Barbara County Alcohol, Drug, and Mental Health Services (ADMHS), the Santa Barbara County Mental Health Commission, the Santa Barbara County Sheriff's Department, Santa Ynez Valley Presbyterian, Valley Community Counseling, the Catholic Church, and Telecare Corp. (a for profit group where the Agency ordered me to park myself in a holding pattern and do some consulting work).

Neverland had always felt like the psyche-logical place for a possible meet and greet (epicenter). In fact, while I was still working in a remote location, I had received a chilling report that some shadowy group was storming the gates of Neverland (98 or 99).  Ever met anyone like this:

Once, an Agent actually identified them-self as Michael Jackson inside the Police Station in Solvang.

At a hotel in Lompoc, an Agent actually asked me if I would do something with Michael Jackson.

Consider: Leviticus Chapters 18 & 20 - Genesis 19:4-5 & Matthew 11:23

It seemed to me the kind of thing MJJ, his security team, and his lawyers just might be interested in.

Of course, (from a personal standpoint) depending upon their reaction to such a briefing, it seemed reasonable to expect a very real possibility of gathering additional actionable intelligence.

I've often wondered if Beat (The Agency's codename for MJJ) was tipped off by my writings and antics.

I call it: Operation Cookie Jar (Disclaimer: my incites into another person's profile are not part of my profile)

I was constantly writing stuff on a computer that kept getting hacked until it was finally seized by the cops.

I wrote a piece about Peter Pan being the son of Santa Claus and discovering a hidden listening device...

"Even now wild beasts prowl on padded paw in search of blood in the woods surrounding the Neverland."

"I'm the private eye who cracked the Michael Jacobs stalker case..." (I actually seized the opportunity to recite this entire piece at an open mic that was being held in the public park located in front of SB City Hall)

I also wrote: "Quoth the raven... Never land..." (Remember the O.J. Simpson slow motion chase scene?)

I'm still being burned (hard) and, there has even been some chatter about a possible "Obstruction" charge.

As far as I know, I cannot be charged with Obstruction of a Federal Investigation because I was never Officially briefed concerning any Official Investigation.

IMO: The Michael Jackson thingy "possessed" the "feel" of a "witch-hunt".

At one point, an Agent with the United States Intelligence Community asked me: If he was found guilty, would I serve his sentence? How utterly preposterous! See: Matthew 16:27 & Ezekiel 18:30

Another aspect of the dynamic that figured prominently:

While being eBriefed for the Michael Jackson thingy, I sustained a disabling injury at work.

Initially, securing medical treatment was like pulling teeth. Some guy in the Big Boss's office that I had never seen before actually said: We think there's nothing wrong with your knee. We think it's all in your head.

The damage to my knee was not corrected with physical therapy and extensive arthroscopic surgery. The Orthopedic Surgeon said he had to remove huge chunks of my meniscus because of a compound tear that had been missed by the MRI and had only became visible when he stuck a tiny camera up inside my knee.

Following the initial surgery and (temporary disability), the company hosted an all you can eat crow fest.

I went back to work on light duty status at first.

There was a lame attempt at physical therapy by a company that later went out of business in disgrace.

I was fired for failure to perform at previous levels of what the company considered exemplar expertise.

The Agency instructed me precisely when and where to apply for Social Security Disability Benefits.

I presented medical evidence from the Approved Orthopedic Surgeon who operated on my knee.

SSA bore False Witness against me in the Determination Letter (Fraud). (False Witness is a sin, America.)

I promptly reported said Fraud to all the proper authorities. The situation was not corrected and the authority's nonchalant attitude about said Felony suggested it was my forced cover for the MJJ Sting.

Have you ever heard that olde saying: You can't fight City Hall? Where could I go but to the Lord?

Legal precedent for President Obama and Mr. Holder (in case you wanna go after the perpetraitors):

Title 18, U.S.C., Section 242
Deprivation of Rights Under Color of Law

This statute makes it a crime for any person acting under color of law, statute, ordinance, regulation, or custom to willfully deprive or cause to be deprived from any person those rights, privileges, or immunities secured or protected by the Constitution and laws of the U.S.

This law further prohibits a person acting under color of law, statute, ordinance, regulation or custom to willfully subject or cause to be subjected any person to different punishments, pains, or penalties, than those prescribed for punishment of citizens on account of such person being an alien or by reason of his/her color or race.

Acts under "color of any law" include acts not only done by federal, state, or local officials within the bounds or limits of their lawful authority, but also acts done without and beyond the bounds of their lawful authority; provided that, in order for unlawful acts of any official to be done under "color of any law," the unlawful acts must be done while such official is purporting or pretending to act in the performance of his/her official duties. This definition includes, in addition to law enforcement officials, individuals such as Mayors, Council persons, Judges, Nursing Home Proprietors, Security Guards, etc., persons who are bound by laws, statutes ordinances, or customs.

Punishment varies from a fine or imprisonment of up to one year, or both, and if bodily injury results or if such acts include the use, attempted use, or threatened use of a dangerous weapon, explosives, or fire shall be fined or imprisoned up to ten years or both, and if death results, or if such acts include kidnapping or an attempt to kidnap, aggravated sexual abuse or an attempt to commit aggravated sexual abuse, or an attempt to kill, shall be fined under this title, or imprisoned for any term of years or for life, or both, or may be sentenced to death.


I worked diligently for years at becoming entrenched in Santa Ynez Valley (and rehabilitating my knee).

Eventually, a competent Doctor confirmed the seriousness of my only "complaint" via surgery.

I promptly submitted the additional evidence to the Social Security Administration including the photos that were taken during the two subsequent arthroscopic surgeries.

The Approved Orthopedic Surgeon submitted a disability report to the Worker's Compensation Office.

BTW: When I reported said SSA Fraud to the DOJ and the FBI, it was still not corrected...

These facts constitute glaring evidence of corruption. (My Master Teaches that False Witness is sin)

Non Official Agents have threatened various things when I refused to sign various documents under hypnosis, without representation, and without my being afforded an opportunity to read said documents.

They have threatened to kill me and have even claimed to be "slow-killing" me.

Once, they instructed me to cross the street, go up on the roof of a particular building, and jump off. I have also been commanded to jump from other heights and was even instructed specifically how to plunge a knife into my own heart (during forced governmental grade hypnosis).

Once upon a time, a Director of a Veteran's Program recommended that if I played the game right, then I could qualify for Grants and Per Diem Benefits. He said, all I had to do was put on a sad face, go into the Emergency room, and say I was depressed. Then doors would open, he added.

In San Jose, a Veteran's Administration Doctor told me I could collect Social Security Disability Benefits if I went up to Oakland and dropped my drawers (a reference to a prior Agency led forced hypnosis session).

I was informed that the Russians were coming to San Jose to observe my being "controlled" ('90).

More recently, Agents have offered me a specific house in the neighborhood and a car.

While polishing this post on 19JUN14, an Agent asked: "What do you want?"

My parents taught me a long time ago: If everyone is jumping off a bridge... Are you going to too? 

I was tortured before, during, and after an international flight in 2007. And, upon applying for asylum in Denmark, I was beaten severely. I was denied my right to travel to a third-party country, imprisoned, and threatened with special rendition (drugging and a private jet ride back to the States).

While in prison in Denmark, I was instructed to leak publicly known intel: You should have seen the level of drama during the assigning of my cell mate.

Have you ever observed experts using crowd psychology to whip a group of "dummies" into a frenzy?

In case anyone is interested in knowing what sort of reindeer games the United States Government was playing in Santa Ynez Valley during the run-up to the Michael Jackson media blitz...

Once upon a time a little girl cried out for help in a bathroom in the classroom where i was working by special invitation from the Governing Board of the Santa Ynez Presbyterian Church. When I poked my head in the doorway to see what the commotion was, it appeared as if the little girl who was poking her head around the half-wall of the last stall was engaged in a conversation with her "imaginary friend" or an agent of the United States Government (or maybe she was reciting something she saw on TV or a training film)?

The children I played with were well beyond potty training age (The nursery was in another location).

I promptly alerted my female co-worker (The Pastor's Wife) about the "damsel in distress" routine.

Remember: I was a child agent/actor for the Agency:
Nowadays, there's even an official partnership:
My! What big credentials you have, Special Agent in Charge of a selected child's sensitive areas!

Next: An eWeapons specialist spun me around in circles under the breezeway (on campus).

Then: the Agency incapacitated me in a crowded classroom while a new little girl inappropriately grinded up against my leg. The scene possessed the "feel" of a carefully choreographed Government training film.

At a later date: the same little girl asked me to take her to the bathroom at the Sound of Music viewing. I asked her if her mom and dad were there and instructed her to go ask them to take her to the bathroom.

My recommendation to any operative who might find them-self in a similar situation: Do something out of the ordinary to mark the occasion (Operation CYA). If the Agents who are working behind the scenes are subpoenaed to testify (and do not invoke the 5th) they may be compelled to offer corroborating evidence on your behalf. My impromptu moment involved making a big production out of marching around in circles on the gym floor where a rather large contingent of children began marching around behind me, Pied Piper style.

It wasn't long after that scene that the real Presbyterian/Valley Community Counseling Sting Operation came to a head at the local Burger King (246) where some guy took a little girl into the bathroom. The same guy I had observed hanging his coat over the fence surrounding the playground where the children and I regularly played football on any given Sunday.

As a duly authorized mentor, I offered him sage advice. I heard he was sentenced to 7 years in prison.

Disclaimer: some of the information was reported to me via a long term Santa Ynez Valley resident who claimed to be on medical leave from the Santa Barbara Police Department. He was the guy who had initially made contact with me through my Government Front Organization. He was also the guy who had opened the door by inviting me to SYVP and by introducing me to the assumed Pastor (who later said he wasn't).

Also, it became known to me through another contact on the inside of that organization that my guy had been the boy's Mentor. Logically speaking, that would have made my guy privy to a certain level of protected health information that would have been housed at Valley Community Counseling (Please bear in mind that part of my job was to follow VCC's County Mental Health Services Grant money). I have had to redact certain portions of what was revealed to me to ensure compliance with HIPAA. Also, when last I checked, the Supervisor who had appointed me to the Mental Health Commission was the only one left standing.

Meanwhile, across town at the Catholic Church's St. Paddy's Day "Shenanigans", in a grande dining hall filled to capacity, a new little girl climbed on me like a jungle gym while her guardian looked on and did nothing. Please be aware of the means by which the Government forces me to participate in their little sting operations is always the same: a weapons specialist shoots me with a specific wave and power density that puts me in a semi-lethargic trance-like state wherein I am helpless to do anything but observe the scene that unfolds around me. It bears mentioning that no one has ever questioned said semi-lethargic stupor either before or after. Furthermore, when I was in Denmark they tested me for epilepsy (negative). Good guess.

Naturally, I was obligated to zoom in and investigate the Priest, the Diocese, and the Bishop(s).
Here's how that Mission turned out:

By the way: my specific government training compels me to inform you that child molestation has absolutely nothing to do with little girls. Child molestation has everything to do with little boys. Are you aware of the scientific principles that are involved? Don't be beguiled by Governmental dis-info for dummies.

Once upon a time, a certain woman stuck my own fingers up my own nostrils during a semi-lethargic eHypnotic trance. I was informed that the Agency was filming the action from the other side of the wall in our little basement apartment. The Agency had been briefing me concerning that particular woman since College. I have often wondered if she was part of Operation Paperclip (OSS)? One of the Grand wiz kids?

If you have an interest in such things, check out all those German family names (if'n it ain't verboten).

When an Agent of the so-called United States Government beats me up so badly that I can't work, and then offers to take care of me (via fraudulent means), that's not a nanny-state; it's a sugar-daddy-state.

And, if a salaried Agent and/or compensated Operative(s) repeatedly force them-self on my sensitive areas, then that makes America a tricked-out government operated brothel, Mr. Holder.

Have you ever done any think tank type work for the United States Government?

I call this piece: A Case of Ill Logic


The Government's brothel boy is an (expert) eyewitness of their criminal activities.

If you murder brothel boy, your own judicial system may commute the death sentence (or life in prison).


Discredit said witness by intensifying the directed energy weapons assault on his brain.

The resultant set of bioeffects will be perceived by dummies to be symptoms of some mysterious disease.

Action Items:

Identify potential "yes men" by utilizing the "Simon-says" and "pass-it-on" stimulus-response methodology.

Offer crafty curriculum to all applicants who possess a "monkey-see, monkey-do" personality type.

Enjoin graduates of said god college to coin clever names for predictably repeatable "symptoms".

Launch a massive disinformation campaign via skillful "signals intelligence" operatives...

Seek compatriots within the law enforcement apparatus and the penal system (early release program).

Conscript and equip leveraged criminals to leverage any "dummies" who appear to not be on board.

FYI: Make-believe disease is nothing more than a weapons specialist inducing predictably repeatable bioeffects via directed energy and/or chemical weapons. The ACHRE Report is not a conspiracy theory.

In case you are not up to speed on make-believe disease; their "catch-all" is called: "adjustment disorder".

During my appointment to the Santa Barbara County Mental Health Commission, I was invited by the Citizens Commission on Human Rights (Los Angeles Office) to serve as a whistleblower.

Citizens Commission on Human Rights:

Current Events from 2014: 

Can you believe all those reports about anti-depressants depressing folks to the point of suicide?

Do you study Game Theory? How about Crowd Psychology? See: Acts of the Apostles 8:9-11

Are you familiar with the illusion of "false memory":

First: assemble a detainee, an interviewer, and an audience.

A second interviewer also participates in this dramatic production but is not visible to the audience.

The audience is presented with an opportunity to draw the false conclusion that the victim must be responding (under hypnosis) to the visible interviewer's questions in real-time. This misdirection technique draws on the audience's unawareness of the existence of the second interviewer who is conducting a separate interrogation and is, in fact, the true, real-time focus of the detainee.

Additionally, with directed energy induced hypnosis, one can cause the victim to repeat whatever the interviewer just said with a deadpan delivery (devoid of any emotion). Unless the audience has been trained to recognize this effect, how would they know that the detainee is instinctively repeating the interviewer's bizarre question in an attempt to elicit clarification? In other words, if the audience does not hear a question mark in the speaker's voice, how will they know it is in fact a question? Similarly, if they are not able to hear the exclamatory tone of the speaker's remark, how can they grasp its mood or meaning?

Also: they can also shoot the victim so they are barely breathing and therefore barely able to speak.

Please be aware that the victim maintains total awareness during and after this type of hypnotic trance.

It is not at all like the scenes portrayed in the Borne films where Matt Damon's character is desperately struggling to recall what happened (See the composition book scene). Anyone who is "in the know" is aware that the victim can recall the entire scene (at will) in one sitting.

If you take steps to dumb-down the audience first, you and your crew can potentially make a killing by extracting the information (that is ever-present and available to the victim) a thimble-full at a time.

Incidentally, the way to determine what really goes on is to personally interview the detainee devoid of directed energy weapons assault (Faraday cage).

The sins committed against me are covetousness (assault and rape) and false witness (fraud).

To my knowledge, there is no "statute of limitations" for sin.

Consider what cilivized nations call "security of person": (Article 3)

Consider what constitutes "cruel and unusual". Have you ever been ordered to bend over and spread 'em because you did what some Government Agent who threatened to kidnap your child told you to do? Or, contrary-wise, because you didn't comply with everything the Government instructed you to do...

What's the problem Agent? I asked for that Teddy Bear like you asked me and played with it.

Once upon a time, I was (falsely) arrested. Later on, they said it was not an arrest; it was a detention.

The arresting officer had informed me that I was under arrest, I was taken to the Santa Barbara County Jail, and they fingerprinted me. (That's why I was under the distinct impression that I was under arrest.)

Having been informed of my rights, I chose to remain silent.

My thinking was that any citizen had the right to remain silent until a court appointed attorney was present.

While exercising my right to remain silent, I was horribly abused with directed energy weapons.

FYI: Radiofrequency eTorture has the potential to cause: excruciating constant high frequency noise, chronic dry eye, chronic dry sinus cavities, chronic dry throat, violent coughing fits, violent sneezing fits, shallow breathing, reduced oxygen intake, eAsphyxiation, muscle twitches, muscle spasms, muscle relaxation, shaking, jerking, itching, burned skin, a rash that looks like tiny blood blisters, disabling stomach cramps, disabling motion sickness, cloudy vision, eye jitter, dramatic change in the viscosity of tears; perspiration; nasal secretions; and other bodily excretions, dramatic changes in facial expression, laughing fits, a drowning sensation caused by repetitious swallowing and sudden overproduction of saliva (water boarding), sudden and violent nausea associated by dry heaves, lack of hunger pangs, lack of thirst, voracious appetite, inability to yawn, sleep deprivation, grimacing, groaning, and screaming in agonizing pain, etc.

Eventually, I looked the camera square in the eye and offered them a heaping helping of gobbledygook.

In other words: "great big gobs of greasy grimy gopher's guts". Don't forget yer spoon, y'all.

Have you heard about the majestic California Condors that were foraging through garbage cans, scavenging indigestible garbage, winging it back to their lofty nest and shoving it down the throats of naive fledglings?

Let their table be a snare... saith someone... somewhere...

I flat-out refused to follow Michael Jackson down to Los Angeles. I heard he was only renting that mansion. Reasonable expectation of privacy had been present at Neverland even if there was a lien from a loan.

The Agency got so upset, they attacked me while I was driving my car during said relocation process.

I quickly established residency in another state, registered to vote, and voted at my first opportunity.

A person who is sufficiently skilled at Law should be able to understand the significance of my actions.

Also, because the Agency had involved children in their staged scenes, I rented a place right smack dab next door to a Kindercare. That way, my City, State, and Federal Income Tax information were mailed to that particular address. They beat me really hard but, I stuck it out for well over a year. Operation CYA.

The unwritten rule of Fight Club is... Soup's on!

Incidentally, when I reported the directed energy weapons assault to that Police Jurisdiction, their initial response was: if you can't tell us who is shooting you we're not going to open an investigation. According to that logic: if a person is hit by sniper fire and cannot tell who shot them, no investigation will ensue? Have you ever looked through the scope of a sniper's rifle? It's like looking through binoculars. Are you aware of the range of a sniper's rifle? As a tax paying citizen of that jurisdiction, I had assumed that sniper fire would "trigger" an "automatic" investigation.

In short, the local Police Department refused to requisition the monitoring equipment necessary to investigate the source of the offending directed energy beam; neglected to submit a FOIA request (on my behalf) to the FBI and/or the U.S. Secret Service; and refused to file a report citing the name of their Federal Liaison. Instead, they instructed me to search for other assault victims online...

I contacted the Office of the President of the Islamic Republic of Iran and warned him to beware of "environmental hazards" when he came to New York City to address the UN. Operation: Anhabos.

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