MK-ULTRA: IYKYK

Link: https://okcfox.com/news/nation-world/historian-says-mkultra-experiments-were-medical-torture-as-house-hearing-sheds-new-light-program-committee-sidney-gottlieb-

This will seem like a repeat post, because I’ve been mulling this over in my head especially since what happened last spring: iykyk.

I can’t prove that I am a victim of any government program, to include MK-ULTRA; I think it could indicate adult onset schizophrenia or some other related mental disorder. I wish I could say. I think these kinds of programs get a lot of dramatic attention from Hollywood, but not a lot of substance is presented beyond the standard narrative. We are led to believe there were “few victims”, but as with most clandestine bullshit there’s no way to prove or disprove this. We are also told the program is over, but nothing is really over is it?

  1. CIA conducted MK-ULTRA experiments at the University of Washington. My mom was a student at the UW during this time period.
  2. My mom befriended someone (or she was befriended by someone) who would later marry (or was married to at the time) an old school FIRST GENERATION CIA agent. I met him once, it was weird. You ever head of the 1,000 yard stare? – his stare seemed to go 10,000 yards … as he held his whiskey, and we talked banal subjects of little import. I can still see him, in his leather chair, it was 1996. BTW: Old School CIA married Old School CIA.
  3. Same woman (CIA widow at this time) came up to me at my mom’s funeral in 2010 and claimed she had some “folder” full of materials related to my dad’s service during WW2. She implied that he was an unwitting participant during operation CROSSROADS, 1946, just before my dad left the service.
  4. As a kid, unknowingly, I was befriended by (at the time I didn’t know) a CIA contract agent. He was also an “eye doctor”. I recall him having the affect of the dentist from “Marathon Man”. At one point in this weird relationship, could have been 1981 or 1982, I had lunch with the “doctor” and what I presume, in retrospect, was a retired MOSSAD agent living on Whidbey Island. I don’t remember anything about the lunch once we started eating. I don’t remember leaving or the ride home. I just remember being dropped off at my home later that day. I think it was a Saturday.
  5. I had two childhood traumatic experiences I can recall that were WAY OVER THE TOP, and it could have been an adverse response to a “scary movie” as I remembered it initially. But in retrospect: not being able to sleep for two or three nights seems like a big response to a horror film. The movies were “The Omen” (1976) and John Carpenter’s first “Halloween” film. I watched these on the doctor’s VCR at his home. The cover for all of this was a “friendship” with his son that evaporated as mysteriously as it began.
  6. If I were targeted, it is more likely than not that other members of my family were targeted as well.

There are other details, not as concrete or clear.

What I have are fragments of a picture that never made any sense.

I don’t claim to be “special”, but I would contend that MK-ULTRA never really ended – it simply did what other CIA ops did in the 1970’s and 1980’s, it went underground, became a financially backed NGO with no direct ties to the US budget. It never stopped. It “improved”.

Finally – whatever the truth is, I will never know. There is no condition under which I will know. When the SYSTEM collapses, we will ALL BE TOO BUSY just trying to survive.

THE BALLAD OF COCAINE BEAR …

There is
among the grass and woods
barren look
brown and yellow
never mellow
a Chinese murder hornet
awaits
so there is

There might be
wandering the streets
and village
the lands
a bear addicted to cigarettes
a BEAR addicted to COCAINE
TERRIBLY SICK and INSANE
moving FAST
LIKE A JET
you can BET
every hobo
in their NOBO
is packing HEAT
it's NEAT
how this BEAR
shaping his LAIR
as he cares nothing
and moves with ease
the LOBO bows
the snakes hide
the hookers run
it's not fun
when a bear
is addicted
to cigarettes
such strange things
and mysteries of SCIENCE
might, could, possibly, exist
do you DARE
do you CARE
about this BEAR
addicted to cigs ...

I was walking home
all alone
on my phone
talking to
my gnome girlfriend
and OUT OF THE BLUE
a saucer, a beam, a scheme
a JARRING NOISE
OH BOYS
we going to HELL
ring that BELL
creatures from MARS
driving space cars
drinking like LARS
your friend from Denmark
they parked the freak wagon
on the lawn
you ARE the pawn
that's what I think I saw
on the walk
near the sea
could it be?

I went hiking
biking
tripping and SKIPPING
along the trails
covered in grass and snails
and there was this MUTTERING
SPUTTERING
SPITTING and grey
no goof
I'm no spoof
I don't play golf
so I'd say: "that's a fucking wolf"
and your SHOUT
does nothing
go home you broken man
kick your can to retirement
it's a wolf
with powder
not chowder
on his NOSE
snorting and sniffing
the dental cure
not demure
not gentle
just ugly and addicted and hungry
the COCAINE WOLF has ARRIVED
you are finished
take your bucket
get in your JEEP
the road home is steep
and you are done
no alarm
but you are going
going
going
to the "farm"
all while hiking
AMIRITE?

We went to the MOON
we were brave
no slaves allowed
so proud of our rocket glory
gory swamp pain
SOUTHEAST ASIA
gone insane
poor in the streets
cleats to the neck
oh HECK
we're no BUFFOONS
our MISSILE ENGINES
sweet and RED
glowing and growing and going
to SPACE
amending the TRUTH
standing in the BOOTH
on that lunacy SAND
you can't just STAND
you have to JUMP
for JOY!
DAMMIT SON!
It was fun ...
(when we went to the moon)

My GRANDMA
she says
got some VIRUS
from CYRUS
the day laborer
her eyes
red
face
sallow
grace
disappeared
a lace napkin
covered in blood
and cud
and vomit
She was ONLY 89 years old?
TRAGEDY of YOUTH!
ROCK THE GATES!
CLOSE THE SCHOOLS!
ALLOW THE GHOULS
to abuse your kids
out of fear
freedom disappears
for a "VIRUS"
for a FEAR
always NEAR
one TEST away
so you can say
"My grandma was killed by the Covid."
and rid
disperse
remove
any doubt
that the redoubt of your reason
is not in season
logic frayed
mind slayed
by PSYOP waves
and fake ass graves
and stories of death
my grandma died
of monkey herpes
they wouldn't lie
they wouldn't fib
they're not glib or sly
grandma died
grandma died
grandma died
so keep your kids locked down
keep the coffee filter on your face
continue as a disgrace
to the human pile
no smile
our collective trial ...

"grandma is dead, long live grandma"

"grandma is dead, long live grandma"

"grandma is dead, long live grandma"

that's what it is
that's the story
it's what I heard
from some random nerd