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From an Anonymous Source
With the news breaking of the execution of several Chinese nationals who worked for the CIA, I wanted to find out a bit more. Just how badly compromised was our intelligence network? Yes, it has been a few years since the executions that occurred between 2010 and 2012, but a roll up of a spy network like that can hurt intelligence gathering and operations for decades. It can lead to some very bad surprises for a country like the United States.
I made contact with some of my sources in the intelligence community. Most agreed that it was both bad and embarrassing. The predictions and damage assessments I was hearing had a very wide range, and I decided that it was worth the risk of contacting a source who is a bit higher up and in the know on these things.
This very anonymous source seemed unconcerned when I spoke with him. Prodding further I was told, “It’s too bad about the people who were executed, but it really didn’t hurt us.”
“Well, the New York Times said…”
His laugh cut me off.
“What?” I asked.
He smirked and winked, “I read that article. It’s one of our best works of disinformation.”
“So, you’re saying the Chinese government didn’t execute anyone?” I asked for clarification.
“Oh, no, they’re dead as door nails. But they were just patsies, internal dissidents who were a little too close to finding our real agents.”
“So, the CIA network wasn’t compromised at all?”
He rolled his eyes.
“What?” I asked.
“If you hear or read the letters CIA, unless it happens to be on a chef’s resume, it is disinformation. The CIA is just a front.”
“A front for whom?”
He gave a cynical smile, “You know I can’t tell you that.”
“Is this some sort of conspiracy bovine excretion?” I asked with my own eye roll.
He gave me a long evaluating stare before asking, “When was the CIA formed?”
“I don’t know the date without looking it up, but I think it was shortly after WWII. It was a successor to the OSS.”
“And the OSS?”
I shrugged, “Again, I’m not sure without looking it up, but I think it might have been early in WWII. Maybe ’42 or ’43.”
“Close enough. What did we do before that?”
“I don’t know that we had a formal organization outside the State Department. A lot of intelligence, such as it was, was gathered through embassies.”
He nodded, “True, but not the whole truth. There has been an organization like what you think the CIA is since the country was founded.”
“And I suppose they are all Free Masons,” I quipped.
“No. Free Masons believe in God. These guys believe in power. They created the CIA when other countries started to wonder why we didn’t have a visible intelligence service. The CIA is the pretend intelligence service, the guys who bungle things every once in awhile to keep in the world’s eye. As long as the CIA is around, nobody wonders what we’re really up to.”
“So, what is this other organization?”
He shrugged, “Alexander Hamilton started it. As you know, he was a bit more statist than the other Founding Fathers. He felt that most of his peers were pedestrian men who had no real vision of what the United States could be. He felt he could see much further into the future, that he was intellectually taller. He gathered a few like minds to him. The group has worked in the shadows ever since.”
“So, I suppose it’s now including all of the Jewish bankers?”
“No,” he shook his head, “But there are some. Hamilton was a banker himself, although not Jewish. The Bank of New York, which he founded, is now one of the world’s largest financial institutions. It is part of why he was considered for Secretary of the Treasury. He understood money.”
“So, who is in this group? Is it the typical list: all the Presidents, the Bilderbergers, the Trilateral Commission, the Occult Hand, etc.?”
“No, those conspiracy theories are all helping to throw shade to hide the reality. The first President who was a member of the group was Lincoln. Since then, TR, Wilson, and FDR. None of those were the group’s brightest lights, but they served their purposes.”
“What about Johnson and his Great Society?” I asked.
“That (CoC violation) was his own man. He didn’t have a plan, other than those he stated. In fact, he managed to get in the way of the long-term plans, but he’s long dead and the group continues.”
He sat staring into his drink for awhile.
“John Bigelow almost blew it wide open.”
“Who is John Bigelow?” I asked. The only Bigelow I could think of was the tea company.
“Ambassador to France,” he took a sip of his whiskey. “His wife figured out what was happening, and she nearly spilled the beans.”
“Was this under the Obama Administration?” I asked.
He laughed, “Lincoln. He was ambassador during the reign of Napoleon III. The group had to do some things to make his wife seem less than credible: a bit of drugging, a bit of what we would call gaslighting today, a double used in some places and cases to break her reputation by doing odd or downright criminal things.”
“Okay, but back to China in modern times. You are saying our spy network is intact?”
He nodded, “The entire top four levels of their government are doing the bidding of this American group. Just as in Russia.”
“Wait. Top four? In Russia, too? Wouldn’t that mean Putin?”
“Of course. Countries the size and power of China and Russia can’t be allowed to determine their own fates.”
“So, you’re saying some group in the U.S. totally controls Russia and China?”
He nodded, “Exactly.”
“What about the U.S.? A few minutes ago you were saying that this group didn’t even have control of Johnson.”
“The U.S. is a bit different,” he shrugged. “They have nearly controlled it a few times, but our Constitution is much different than the governmental instruments of Russia and China. They continue to work on it, though.”
“Do you really expect me to believe this conspiracy theory?”
“Nope. And nobody else will either. That’s the beauty of it.”
I shook my head, “As long as you’re weaving this web, what is the group called?”
Even though we were in private, he looked around. He brought a small device out of his pocket and pushed a button. There were several LEDs on the thing, and they cycled through until they were all green.
“They pride themselves on seeing further than others. What land animal sees the farthest?”
“I don’t know. Maybe a bighorn sheep from the side of a mountain.”
“No, sees farthest on its own, not by being on a mountain or up a tree,” he said, still looking around and again pushing the button on his device.
“I suppose the tallest, so maybe a giraffe?”
He knocked back the rest of his drink and palmed his device from the table, “Been nice talking to you today.”
“Wait, wait, wait a minute. You have mentioned people involved in this group a hundred or two hundred years ago. Who is involved today? Would I recognize any names?”
He put his device on the table again and pushed the button. It didn’t go fully green as one LED stayed red. He checked his watch and then pressed the button again. As it went green, he said, “Spy sat overpass.
“You would know a few of them. Most are pretty low profile these days. If you have ever heard of them, they probably are not very high up. They are probably tools like the Chinese and Russian politicians. For instance, there is a certain banker and money man…”
“Soros?” I asked.
He nodded, “They helped him become rich so they could channel his money into various schemes and causes. He gets to live the life of the billionaire, but he’s not even in control of his money. Like the CIA, he’s just a front.”
“So, who runs this group today?” I asked.
He pushed the button again and waited for the LEDs to turn green, “Some guy nobody has ever heard of. He’s a former speechwriter and a writer and editor, a seemingly minor player. But he’s the guy in charge.
“Now, I really have to go.” He again palmed his device and slipped out the door.
Published in Journalism
Waitaminute – et tu Peter?
Um, yeah…okay. Have fun…
Mountain giraffes.
Remember, everyone, you can help my wife cope with my loss as I am whisked away to a uranium mining camp in Russian East Asia by buying my books: Volume I and Volume II. After posting this exposé, the other volumes may never be finished.
Deer can’t see the farthest for the trees.
Exactly. Giraffes in their savannas.
If nothing else, it’ll make for another plotline in the ongoing Ricochet Silent Radio story.
Nicely done. Thanks for the smile.
Is this truth posing as fiction or fiction posing as truth, or a little bit of both? What was the thing with the green lights?
Glad you enjoyed it.
I’m not sure, but it might have been a McGuffin.
Umm, Arahant, maybe it’s time to have your medications adjusted?
I’m not taking any and you can’t make me! :D
Love it. Thank you.
Excellent!
Hmm. Soros is now buying district attorney races. What is the plan?
My anonymous source did not mention that. Maybe you could go direct to the top and ask @troysenik?
Brilliant! (Drinks Guiness gone).
I am glad that every one is enjoying it.
But why are there men with sniper rifles on the roof across the street?
Probably just something you said in the PIT.
You’re saying I shouldn’t contradict @drewinwisconsin?
Shhhssh! Don’t let the cat out of the bag. The giraffe bit was the big hint, the former speechwriter part totally blew it.
I don’t have one of those things with the LEDs, so I won’t be naming names.
But you have an in with a certain former speech writer. You can get him to take care of it.
I enjoyed the excellent satire of any government entity being able to operate efficiently.
We have mountain giraffes in in Colorado Springs up at the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo (where the Cheyenne Mountain Complex is underground from them), Coincidence? I think not.
Apparently you are not aware of my true importance since you blabbed all this today. And that’s me on the roof across the street.
—–sent from my IPhone. My disposable burner IPhone.
This was really excellent, Arahant. I believed everything you wrote, too, so thanks a lot. It’s the Illuminati, right? Right?? You can PM me.
Thank you.
I didn’t know where you were going with this but the punchline is brilliant.