Even the children of the people in this operation are running surveillance on fellow students in their elementary schools, and reporting their observations back to their parents, beginning every American’s file before they are even into their teens. You can see one such video here, where a child, roughly ten years old, while speaking to another child of the surveillance machine on a public street, mentions casually that they had followed the resident of the house they are passing that day.
Those are two children of the secret society of surveillance people, in their natural environment, just casually discussing the fact they are operational in a massive domestic surveillance machine which is following ordinary Americans, through grocery stores and all around town. They are part of a surveillance family which was moved into that house specifically to monitor the people next door, after they became involved in politics.
Where I lived, it appeared in the early nineties there were roughly twenty to thirty children out of 400 students total in the school, all embedded in the student body, all apparently taking orders from some group of adults which were responsible for school monitoring operations.
Since I lived in a remote area as an adult, the surveillance parents of children in the local grade school would send all of their kids to socialize with each other privately at my neighbor’s house, before they realized my family member was running such extensive counter-surveillance that it granted a window into that world.
It was fascinating. My assumption is surveillance parents worry about the socialization of their children. These are kids, at eight, nine, ten years old, who all know the big secret. They know that the American Stasi exists, and is waging a shadow intelligence war on every regular American from within our communities and neighborhoods, designed to keep their criminal conspiracy operational. They know the “real government” is compromising politicians, and business and society leaders with pedophile blackmail networks, looting the treasury, starting fake wars which kill and maim millions, and suppressing every honest, loyal American before they could rise to a position where they could oppose them.
Furthermore, not only do they know the secret, adult agents of the American Stasi appear to be running these children against the other kids in their schools as infiltrators/informants/ agents/provocateurs. These kids spend their whole childhood, knowing they are guilty of all of these crimes themselves, and their peers would turn upon them mercilessly if they knew.
Every moment spent among other normal children, these kids have been taught to have their guards up, and never share these unimaginable truths with the other children, who they must be taught are sworn enemies who will destroy them, if they ever learn the truth. They are probably also imbued with a fear of the conspiracy itself, which as Bill Binney can attest to, you do not want to end up crosswise with.
I think the conspiracy recognizes that is unhealthy, and these kids need time alone with their kind, where they can emotionally bond, and freely interact, without having to maintain their guard up constantly. So they sent them to the house next door to gather and socialize, and they would wander down the street, where my relative’s counter surveillance would capture them, talking about their lives in the conspiracy, where it was periodically sending them for usage or training, operations on other children, even about being used running surveillance on regular American citizens.
I was blown away. Even the children of this thing, exist in their own secret society, where they are deep cover secret agents, and where regular American children are a hostile, oppositional force which they need to gather intelligence on and compromise, even sabotage, for the good of their secret conspiracy.
We have this whole secret enemy nation in our country, which hates America proper, fears the freedom so many of us assumed everyone would crave, is devoted to the destruction of every Constitutional provision, and which works, every day, devoting their entire lives, and even using their children, to sabotage everything the rest of us feel is beautiful about America, as well as sabotaging us, even though we are loyal to them as “fellow Americans.” I am still blown away.
Once realizing the operation worked this way, however, I flashed back to odd situations in my own childhood. Although it is beyond the scope of this work, my family has a rather long history with this operation going back generations, the full nature of which we still do not fully understand.
I attended a grade school which for some reason appeared to contain a hive of surveillance-kid activity, however I am unsure whether that is normal for every school (it is entirely possible, given how the American Stasi works, in my opinion), or whether their numbers were somehow increased due to my presence, or perhaps even some other, unknown factor.
As a result though, once I grew aware of the operation as an adult, I realized I had often seen things with the kids around me growing up which did not make sense at the time, because I did not understand they were being run as surveillance/informant operators.
Stories would come out that two kids, from different grades, and different types of kids, (ie, goth, preppie, jock, rebel, nerd, druggie) saw something while together at some far away location, such as a train station, often involving still other kids who it would seem they should not have been socializing with, and who they assiduously avoided in school.
When I would hear that a senior rebel who smoked and got a tattoo was hanging out with a sophomore Advanced Placement honors math genius geek, at a train station 50 miles away, watching another freshman jock do something which resulted in him being beaten up, I can remember wondering, first, how were they all at the same place so far away? And second, why, if they are socializing together out of the school, would they assiduously pretend to not know each other when crossing paths in the school?
It was decades ago, but I can still see the videos in my mind, and tell you exactly where I was standing in the school, when a fourth kid, who should also not have been socializing with those kids, related the story to me, because he was there too. Now I realize, those kids were all in the secret society of surveillance people, and were drawn together at the train station, helping to track targets.
Now, looking back, it is even possible their statuses as rebels, or jocks, or theater kids were roles they were assigned in the school, to give them proximity to the children who the machine decided it wanted more closely surveilled and controlled.
Numerous other incidents came to mind. A few days into sixth grade, I was sitting in an English class. The teacher had given us a writing assignment the first day, and he began the class insisting he read one of them to us. It was an amazing piece of writing. I cannot even remember the words, but the video it conjured in my head, of night enveloping the earth like a cloak wrapped around it, was so vivid I still remember the image it conjured.
Halfway through his reading of it, one girl blurted out, “Tara, that’s your’s!” The whole class turned and looked at Tara. She was diminutive little waif of a girl, with shoulder-length wavy red hair and freckles, dressed very neatly and conservatively, albeit not in anything you would say had fashion. She was by far, the quietest girl in the class. She had never spoke that I saw, and once fingered as the author, she just smiled sheepishly, clearly embarrassed.
Over the next few months, it would become clear she was a genius, and a polymath, as I observed her in a few of my honors classes. Her math scores were always perfect, over 100, with the bonus questions. Science, she was the top of the class, perfect scores across the board. Every homework assignment done perfectly. Obviously she was a brilliant writer, so her English scores were perfect. And as I recall, for the first half of the year, she was the first chair oboe or clarinet in the band class, and must have regularly practiced the instrument on top of everything.
I can remember wondering, how could she had all that time? I was a testosterone-filled cement-head who liked shooting, martial arts, and goofing off, and I was impressed by her academic perfection, unsure how she could be perfect constantly.
Yet, she never talked. And though I, in passing, thought it odd another girl had read her homework and could recognize her assignment, given her lack of socializing with anyone, it quickly receded from my mind.
Tara made it several months into sixth grade as an academic force, one of those flawless students who was just a machine, and you wondered where she was getting all her time and energy. She may have been small and helpless looking, but you had to respect her. Every single thing she did, her grade was perfect. She was going places. Her parents must have been ecstatic.
I was in the cafeteria, when I first noticed she had been approached by some of the kids I would classify as goth/dirtbags. The group of kids was lower IQ, most were in the special education programs for kids who were borderline-retarded and needed more remedial instruction, and a few even smoked at that age.
I can see the image in my mind, where they were standing when I first saw it, the image was so incongruous. Tara was dressed like a Mormon, long skirt down to her ankles, sweater, her hair perfectly combed, holding her books against her chest, and her manner clearly high-IQ and aware, surrounded by dullards and slackers, dressed as if they got ripped and torn hand-me-downs from the local homeless, which they had died all black.
It puzzled me for a moment, as I thought Tara was all honors classes, while the goths were special ed, or “Speds” as many derisively referred to them. How did they become friends? How did they even meet? I told myself they must have met in gym class, and put it out of my mind. But in that school, neither would have approached the other, even in gym class, and certainly neither would have extended an invitation to create a relationship. Even had they, there was something strange in the welcoming, ingratiating nature of the entire group of goth-dirtbags, when dealing with an obviously much higher IQ nerd. They all were clearly charming her. The scene stuck in my mind for all these years because it was wrong. Something was off, you could feel it.
The goth dirtbags were making her smile and laugh however, saying all the right things, and Tara looked delighted to have friends and not be eating alone, doing schoolwork. Despite the incongruity, at the time, I thought it nice Tara had friends and seemed happy, and dismissed the scene from my mind.
By the end of the year, Tara’s hair was filled with some kind of hair product which made it look kind of wet and stick to her head, and she was wearing the typical goth excess of eye shadow makeup. He clothes were all black, and quasi-slutty, with ripped stockings and shorter skirts. The transformation was total, and by high school, I did not see her in any honors classes.
Looking back, I remember now seeing indices of the secret society in one of her closest friends in the goth group, a girl named Amy. I now think what happened to Tara was an intervention, organized by adults who were monitoring the school. Those kids were sent in to befriend her, and derail her academics.
Which brings me to the interesting indices of my own story. This was farther into sixth grade. Rob was a nice kid who lived a little deeper in the remote part of the town where I lived. He seemed like one of those harmless kids who never got mad, and although we really only knew each other in passing, when we interacted we got along well, though in retrospect, he was almost certainly told to get along with me.
I was in the hall outside the science classrooms, when Rob came hustling up, all amped up. He pulled out a dark brown manila-type folder over an inch thick, with something filling it to overflowing, from his backpack.
He jammed it in my chest, and said, “I broke into my neighbor’s house, and he has a whole chest full of Playboy magazines. I ripped out all the pictures, and I want you to have them.”
As quickly as he materialized, he was off running down the hall, as I was standing there trying to picture him in some stranger’s house, every moment at threat of being caught, and him taking the time to open up a chest, and go through Playboys, one by one, ripping out the pictures, probably a neat pile of pictures on one side, and a discarded mess of ripped up magazines on the other – all for me. I wondered what the neighbor thought when they came home to their playboy collection, raided, strewn about, ransacked and cleaned out of all the naked lady pictures, but nothing else in the house taken or disturbed. It immediately struck me as beyond weird.
And although I liked him, I really did not know Rob that well. He must have had ten other friends he was closer to than me. Did they all get packages like this? How many Playboys did this neighbor have? How big was the pile of discarded magazines left behind? And why was he giving this to me?
I was quickly jarred back to reality with the realization I was now in the hall, openly holding a ridiculously sized bundle of embarrassing contraband I did not want to be caught with and have to explain to the principal or my parents.
I saw Rob, years later in my travels, and I now assume at the time he was not passing through where I was by random chance. I suspect he was there, as part of a team following me. He was a surveillance kid. It is weird, but they are out there.
What had just happened, in that middle-school hallway, though I had no idea at the time, was I had actually met the “Porn Fairy,” face to face – or at least one of the Porn Fairy’s emissaries.
Since about the year 2000 on the internet, the term “Porn Fairy” was coined for a nationwide phenomenon, whereby some person would leave pornography where children would play.
I suspect the Porn Fairy was not individuals, all by pure random chance, acting independently across the country in the exact same way, leaving pornography laying around where kids might find it. I believe, based on my own experiences, that what was happening in each of those cases, was the neighborhood surveillance would note where a child of unusual nature, who could one day pose a threat to the machine, and thus was marked by the operation to be targeted for control, played and when they would do so.
Then, as part of an established procedure, one of the neighborhood agents of the surveillance could arrange to place pornography there, at an appropriate time for the targeted child to find it. The goal was probably to addict a child to sex during a critical developmental period, when such was most effective.
The phenomenon has been widely discussed online since then. Some choice posts from a discussion of it at the message board 4Chan here:
“Another phenomena that united both rural and urban kids of our age was the porn fairy. In my neighborhood, the porn fairy bestowed porn mags on us beneath a bridge on the way to school. There were porn mags stuffed in the rafters and we’d check them out and scan them into the spank bank. But I heard of rural kids that would find porn mags magically placed in the woods by the porn fairy.”
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“I remember hearing about that, and thought that some pervert left them there and would watch off at some distance. I mean, why the fuck would you look at porn mags in hidden areas? To jerk off. Some pervert was watching from a distance and would record or jerk off to you jerking off.”
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“The Porn Fairy. That phenomenon was real.”
I found it in a garbage bag like the rest of us old people here on reddit. I was just exploring things like old abandoned houses and ditches around the neighborhood, then BAM black hefty bag full of porn, on top of porn. No name porn like “open butts” or ” blacks banging other blacks”. I know for fact that this will not happen anymore and it makes me sad, because I feel like there was this “porn fairy” that went around dumping black garbage bags full-o-porn around the US. I think that is one thing people will forget about in this new age of ours, that and telephone booths.
Another Reddit discussion notes it was happening in Japan:
Amazing. This must have been a world wide phenomenon as I too have stumbled upon discarded porn in parks and wooded area in Japan where I spent my childhood.
Here on Reddit, it is noted as a feature of the UK as well:
Why was there always porn in the woods? Magazines, torn out Page 3, random photos printed off the internet. Why were the woods of the UK overflowing with such adult bounty? Who was putting it there?
There are too many comments from others with the same experiences there at those links, as well as all over the internet, to quote them all here. You may peruse the conversations there yourself, or search “porn fairy” on Google to see how common this was in many parts of the world.
I have no doubt, all of that was the child-monitoring division of domestic intelligence which, in domestic intelligence circles, may just be seen as a common sense measure you take, to make sure you hold onto power once you have it in your grasp. You watch the kids, and catch the problematic ones early, so they cannot surprise you, and you always have an advantage over them.
Having seen things from the perspective of the American Stasi, and the elites who set it up, I now view it as comically retarded to think there is this school system, ultimately funded and controlled by the criminals raiding our treasury, which is designed to take random genius kids with morals and decency, and hand them the levers of power by educating them and making them capable. It is laughable to think that domestic intelligence, which has the power in this moment, would not infiltrate in there to get control over which kids rose, so they could make sure it would only be corruptible kids they would control.
From there, it should be obvious they would devote considerable resources to making sure high flying kids who were psychologically likely to be problems were taken down a few notches, so they could not take over the control of society exerted by the American Stasi. Intelligence people are psychopathic sharks, so evil, so controlling, you are probably not equipped to predict their behavior, as a regular, moral, patriotic citizen.
For me, the Porn Fairy experience was different. Since I lived in a rural area, with no kids around, on a fairly large piece of property, I did not spend -time exploring other people’s properties. I hung around and explored pretty much exclusively on my family’s land, wandering the woods alone.
Finding a stash of porn there would have been viewed as an intrusion into private property by some sort of perverted deviant, and that would have been noted as a potential threat. So the American Stasi did not have the ability to deliver this contraband to me and weaken me the normal way it would, with other kids in whom it might want to engender an addiction to sex. They could find it in a park or alleyway, but not me.
So I was high functioning, cognitively, but there was no opportunity for me to “find” porn. And yet still, it found its way to me. I do not think it was by chance. I am sure had I ended up becoming addicted, like Bill Clinton, you might very well be looking at me right now on TV, as a governor or even a Presidential candidate. However, that was just not how my neurological system worked.
I now understand, this was the American Stasi’s childhood control division, attempting to create moral weaknesses in children, to weaken them neurologically, so that could be exploited when they became adults, and those weaknesses could beused as a psychological lever.
That is not unheard of in intelligence and psychological operations. From here:
When Palestinian residents of the besieged West Bank town of Ramallah turned on their TVs over the weekend, what they encountered was neither news nor any of the usual Palestinian Authority programming; they encountered pornographic movie clips.
Three of the four TV stations in Ramallah, headquarters of Yasser Arafat, had been occupied by Israeli troops. The town’s remaining TV station was meanwhile running a crawl at the bottom of the screen explaining that the porn clips were the work of the occupying forces. “We urge parents to take precautions,” it read.
An Israeli army spokesman told Agence France-Press that their forces had nothing to do with such clips, and even blamed Arafat for the footage. “Arafat is willing to go low in order to make himself look better in this uncomfortable situation,” said the spokesman. However, an Israeli foreign ministry spokesman, taking into account that the porn-playing stations were after all occupied, was less sweeping in his denial, saying “I cannot believe that Israeli soldiers would engage in such despicable behavior.” He called it “shameful.”
That was psychological operations, not the regular combat infantry. Sexual stimuli actually activate the same dopaminergic neurological systems responsible for pleasure as drugs like cocaine, methamphetamine and heroin. Exposing a target to hardcore pornography is similar to giving them cocaine or methamphetamine or heroin. It does not strengthen them.
But whereas the drugs would require continually resupplying the target with the drugs, the pornography can supply a similar, albeit weaker stimulus indefinitely using endogenously produced neurotransmitters, which the body will naturally replenish. If you can engender addiction, the target will begin seeking out the stimuli themselves, to trigger the release of their own neurotransmitters, both weakening their fortitude and their tolerance for spartan conditions, as well as wasting their time. It will weaken the mind through addicting the target to sexual stimuli – a weakness we see routinely exploited by intelligence in cases such as the Jeffrey Epstein operation.
I believe the porn fairy is a domestic intelligence procedure for that reason. It is domestic intelligence attempting to mold a child to be more controllable and weaker at adulthood, in ways the operation can exploit. Note, the provision of pornography by an intelligence operation is only a procedure which is executed on what the intelligence operation perceives as a hostile enemy. No intelligence agency provisions pornography to any allied group it wants to strengthen and make powerful, nor would it do so to any group it was tasked with protecting. Intelligence only gives pornography to enemies – and the American Stasi is giving pornography to your children.
It is astonishingly bold, to imagine a parent trying to raise their child right, to be moral, and for the parent to make a conscious decision to not let their child have access to pornography. Meanwhile, down the street, some other adult, fearing the parent was doing too good a job – and looking to weaken the child mentally so they could be exploited later in life, is provisioning them with a stash of pornography behind their parents’ backs. It is even more egregious when you realize the parent is paying for the salaries of the intelligence operators in that intelligence operation working against their interests, every time they pay their taxes.
It is even stranger to imagine an intelligence unit, made up of trained adults, poring over a child’s file, concluding they might grow up to be a problem, and then going to a store-room down the hall, with piles of pornographic magazines in storage, and as a procedure, ripping out all the pictures and creating a stash to be delivered to the child, to activate their dopaminergic pathways, and seed a potential future addiction.
I believe it is exactly what happened in America, and the UK, and probably elsewhere. The Porn Fairy was in reality, an operation by the global intelligence operation which is in command of the American Stasi. And that command structure was made up of absolute sharks, doing whatever would help them control the world, no matter how extreme or morally out of bounds.
You can say it seems unlikely, butchered what do we see in schools today, with the overt sexualization of children by teachers and administrators, who do so in spite of parental wishes? In some cases, they are exposing children to sexually explicit depictions of homosexuality, or even trying to sexually transition children to different genders, behind their parents’ backs.
It is not natural for a teacher, or an administrator, to work their whole life to reach a lucrative employment position, with a job which secures their future and provides for their family, and then to endanger it all wantonly by doing things to children which parents object to, especially sexually transitioning children. Why would they not just teach math and science, take home their paycheck, and be debauched themselves in their private lives? Why create the risk to their entire lifestyle, for no reason? I would propose you do not do that of your own volition, unless you have been given orders by a command structure.
It is very much like the political world today. If we elected our leaders, they would not waste our money, prioritize criminals over us, attack the Police who we want to see making our community safe, seek to import foreigners who cannot vote for them, and give those foreigners our tax dollars. If we elected our leaders, they would seek to curry our favor by doing what we want, since they would need our votes. But they do not, and as the politicians turn on the very people they supposedly need to elect them, so too, do our school officials turn on the very parents they are supposed to be serving.
It is not the way things should work – unless there is a coordinated intelligence operation in control of government, issuing commands to all of them, and capable of securing their employment, in spite of the public sentiment toward them.
I continued on in school, and in my freshman year of high school, the operation rolled out the bullies to attempt to wrangle me. Not one other freshman in my class had a conflict with an upper-classman. Meanwhile, I had more fistfights than I could remember for the first several weeks of school.
There was the 180lb junior on the bus with 50lbs on me, who was supposed to slap me around in the morning before we got to school, and then again in the afternoon, after school ended. There was another junior in my gym class, and another junior who would post up and wait just for me with his buddy outside the cafeteria. There were still more, who would be waiting in the halls, along routes I took to get from class to class.
Almost all of them started our interactions the exact same way, claiming I was looking at them, and telling me to avert my eyes.
My parents had put me in a pretty rough martial arts club starting years back. It was so rough there were only a few kids in it. Even fewer after I accidentally put too much mustard on something and broke the leg of the kid I was always paired off with.
Eventually there were so few kids the club threw us in with the adults. By the time I was a 130lb 13year old, it was completely normal for grown men who weighed 200 lbs and knew what they were doing to be tossing me around like a rag doll. I learned you just stepped up and ignored whatever was going on, to attack regardless. Sometimes you were the bug, but sometimes you got lucky and got to be the windshield too. I caught national champions sleeping when they got lackadaisical around me, and most of all, I learned not to think about what I faced, to just get in it and attack, and that every opponent, no matter how big or skilled, can fall if you can hang in long enough to catch them at the right moment.
As a result, the bullies, who had no idea what they were doing, did not really impress me, and we went at it – and I liked it. The kid on the bus ended up fleeing and taking another bus to a nearby area and walking the rest of the way to his house for the rest of the year. Cafeteria kid ended up having to avert his eyes, one blackened, whenever I passed.
After a few weeks, I had a whole list of bullies I was planning to work through, and I looked forward to each of the spots where we would encounter each other every day, hoping that would be the day I could escalate things to blows.
Then just as I grew exhilarated, it all stopped overnight. All the bullies, every one, cut off all interaction with me on the same day. I would lock eyes on them and glare as I passed, and they all would ignore me, or avert their eyes. I could not even get anything verbal going, let alone get it to progress to blows.
At the time, it made no sense. But now I realize I was enjoying what I assume the operation had hoped would wear me down. I was supposed to get smacked around on the bus to school, pushed around between classes, punched down during lunch, beaten up n gym, and slapped around again on the bus on the way home. I was supposed to dread every day I had to go to school. And that dread would affect my academic performance.
Instead I was walking in on cloud nine, jubilant to face each day, and invigorated when I walked into classes. It had not gone as planned, so the adults, one of whom I actually met, had called off the bullies and told them all to ignore me. And they all did, overnight.
I realize now the American Stasi adults who ran the kids at my school were a group of men who many there may not even remember. They were grown men, about four or five of them. If you asked about them, you were told they were “security aides.” Supposedly they were there in case some fight happened which was too violent for a teacher or hall aide to break it up, although the school was all well-behaved suburban kids, and outside of my situation, rarely was there any fight.
All I ever saw in terms of work by them was one who periodically stood by the area where the kids who smoked were allowed to smoke, and a couple of others once or twice, walking through the halls, but never doing anything. There were rumors some were ex-cops, but I never caught how anyone knew that. They never really dealt with anyone, and I paid them little mind.
After I had it out with cafeteria kid, he ran off with his black eye, shouting over his shoulder I was crazy to mess with him. I think the adults who ran the kid agents at the school were afraid I might start torturing the kid, so the next day a teacher came up to me in the cafeteria and told me to go the entry office.
This was odd, as the entry office was just a small room with a counter at the front of the school for visitors. If you got in trouble, you went to administration on the third floor to deal with a vice principal.
I walked into the entry office, said my name, and one of the women behind the counter motioned for me to come around the counter, and go in the back. An older Irish man, heavy and out of shape, with short graying hair, who I believe now was the senior “security aide,” and thus commander of the American Stasi unit assigned to this school, met me, and motioned to follow him down a small hallway. I had never seen him before, but would later see him interacting with one of the other security aides, and he was clearly the boss.
We entered what looked like a dirty storage room. He had moved some boxes to the side and brought in a regular school desk unit which he sat at, facing the wall, and next to it, pointing in the opposite direction, he had positioned a chair for me, back to the wall. It was set up kind of like police detectives would have a chair for someone to sit in relative to a desk, positioned in a police TV show, but the use of a common school desk-chair combo unit which he had to slide into made it seem kind of silly.
He proceeded to say someone reported I was in a fight with someone the day before. I said “Yeah, the kid hit me and I defended myself.” He looked very earnest, and asked if the conflict with the kid was continuing, to which I replied it appeared he was going to leave me alone, so I was done with it.
It was all very puzzling. This guy was not a teacher or administrator. I viewed him as like a janitor, only with less workload. He had all the authority to discipline me of the old ladies who stood in the hall between classes, asking you if you had a hall pass, which is to say, he had no official authority in the school administration hierarchy. Vice principals were the only ones with authority, and even teachers would send you to them to be dealt with for punishments.
Yet, a teacher sent me to him, and the ladies at the desk were deferring to him, as if he had authority. It was kind of like teachers sending you to meet a UPS messenger passing through the school, and he tells you he has read your file, and you had detention for something. Only vice-principals handled discipline. And yet everyone else was acting like this was normal.
He then proceeded to tell me that with my intellect and the classes I was taking, I should be above getting into these scuffles, and he didn’t want to see me fighting anymore. Again, as far as we were told this guy was some low-IQ muscle the school kept around to break up a fight if the kids were too big for a teacher to handle – something I never saw any of them do. How does he know my course load, or whether or not I am smart? Why is he so concerned with my fighting or not fighting? How would he have access even to my records? I doubt even teachers had free access to the full files of students. I certainly did not look smart, so the only reason he would say that was, he saw my full file.
I also briefly wondered how he would have handled it if I wasn’t as compliant. Suppose I told him I kind of liked pushing the other kid around, and I was thinking of making him my own personal punching bag, who I would torture to blow off steam. He wasn’t about to give me detention, he had no authority. What would he have done?
I now realize he was one of the adults who ran the surveillance kids in the school, and probably oversaw the intelligence gathering, and life-interventions, on all the normal, non-Stasi kids in the school. From what I saw those “security aides” were actually some sort of domestic intelligence unit assigned to the school to handle watching all the kids there, filling out their files, and in some cases, controlling where they would be able to go in life, with an eye to the larger operation’s control of the government, entertainment, news, and broader nation. I now think every school has such a unit. This thing has gotten so big, and come so far, it has to control everything, including where people go in life. If it failed, even once, someone might one day get somewhere higher up and notice it, and be able to reveal it to everyone, and then all of the conspirators in it would be executed for treason. Once you see how big this operation has grown over the decades, and you realize they have no choice but to be this thorough, it all will appear as merely prudent organization, rather than bizarre, conspiratorial theory.
Given the criminality in our government, from pedophile blackmail networks like the Jeffrey Epstein operation, to the pilfering of the treasury, to the phony forever wars they use to keep patriots busy fighting as they pad the stock prices of defense contractors, to the criminal surveillance operation intruding in every citizen’s life, they have to keep you as far away from government, and the levers of power as possible. There is no better time to begin than when you are a naive child, unaware of the way the world works, and the ever-presence of surveillance and intelligence operations targeting the citizenry.
They tell you that you can be anything, and then work feverishly behind the scenes to see you never get the opportunity to try to be anything. Because if you tried, you would find out the truth – that you are not allowed to do anything, except for what the American Stasi dictates. Everything is much more controlled than you would think possible. If you have not found out, you have just never tested the boundaries – and you cannot imagine the extent of the criminal activity up there, or how the conspiracy needs to stop you from rising to a position where you notice it.
As a result, having never tested the boundaries, and having been stifled covertly, without it being perceptible, if you did, you will be complacent and compliant. You will feel that any failure to attain your potential, in this free, opportunity-filled environment, was simply due to your own personal failure. After all, you grew up in the most free, opportunity-filled nation, where we do not allow things like the CIA to operate domestically. Indeed, nobody even knows you exist, because nobody is allowed to spy on you. Don’t feel stupid, I believed all this too. We believe it, because it is how we would run it. We believe it, because we are good, and nothing like the psychopathic sharks of our intelligence community, or the people above them who have taken them over.
Best of all, nobody would believe any of this is possible. I have just told you I have seen it with my own eyes. If you look at it logically, it would be the most effective way to hold on to power. Yet how many would dismiss even the possibility, out of hand, assuming it would not be possible? What an amazing shield – to do something so bad that nobody would believe it even possible. Of course the psychopathic sharks of intelligence would do that. There is almost no risk, as even if people find out and try to alert others, nobody would entertain the possibility, or believe them – unless they see it too. Were I to just have alleged this in this book, without showing you the surveillance on Google Streetview, I am sure you would have thought me insane. Even so, I am sure you have doubt.
So returning to my meet with the Cabal boss in the broom closet, this guy was afraid I liked hurting his kid-operative, and would be doing it more for fun in the future. This was some sort of intervention to try and head that off, done below the radar of the school administration.
About seven years later, after a martial arts class, we all went out for beers in a bar, and I saw cafeteria kid, all grown up, looking sketchy, following me. There was no doubt by his demeanor, he was surveillance, and years later he was still assigned to me.
The next year, the unit apparently felt I could be better controlled through girls, and so it began trying to hook me up with girls, whose interest at the time seemed strangely obsessive and weird, but who I now realize were surveillance, and were being sent in by the command. Amazingly, the American Stasi makes full use of its children intelligence agents, even using their daughters as honeypots in the schools. I have seen it. I also saw the use of a male “bad-boy” to try and derail another female honors student. They were quite active back then.
When the honeypots failed to derail me, the next year, my junior year, my health collapsed exactly two weeks before the SATs for reasons which remain unclear, despite more doctor visits than I can remember, including a nationally recognized specialist who confessed his befuddlement.
However in the course of my health issues, I did one morning wake up to find my legs were vibrating softly. They continued to do so as I lay motionless and in awe, afraid if I moved, the spell would be broken. So for a few full minutes, I laid there frozen, trying to figure out if the bed was vibrating, if I was having a neurological event of some sort, or if something else was going on. Whatever it was appeared so interesting I was riveted.
I even entertained the possibility of some kind of constructive interference node which had cropped up entirely by chance, due to various vibrations from car engines and other things in my neighborhood, all coinciding in that one spot around my legs, producing a node of constructive interference that was vibrating my legs. It felt like seeing a UFO, as the coincidences necessary would have seemed so unlikely, and the event so rare.
It is now my strong suspicion my health issues were just a third attempt to bring my future under some kind of control of this operation. That morning, an application of the vibration beam which had been being done nightly at low levels had been applied just a little too strongly, and awoken me, and the operator had neglected to notice I awoke, and turn it off fast enough to evade my notice. My staying motionless may have convinced them I was still asleep.
I suspect done nightly at low levels, it causes a non-specific inflammation and degradation of health, and degrades sleep quality to reduce your functioning. I assume there are many children throughout the nation as you read this, with incredible potential, who are getting that treatment each night, to prevent them from rising to areas which would allow them to see how the elite levels of society function.
They will not be deathly ill, but they will be degraded, and periodically suffering from a variety of seemingly random infections and maladies. They will awake in the morning exhausted, they will get frequent colds and infections, and they may have autoimmune issues. A life they once bounded through, will suddenly seem a struggle.
They may also notice their health inexplicably waxes and wanes, as the beam is adjusted by whatever house nearby is administering it, and they may notice it does so in conjunction with any pets which sleep near them. In my case, my health status was perfectly correlated to that of the German Shepherd who never left my side during this period, even though we ate different food, and were different species. I was always puzzled by that, as I grew ill, and his toe infections grew, his ears became infected, requiring medication, and a skin issue he suffered from would suddenly flare up.
Again, it sounds incredible, even though if I am right about the surveillance, and the American Stasi has gone that far, it is not much farther to begin intervening like that with kids, using some surveillance imaging device on a high setting to degrade them. But I do not expect you to believe me. File away in your mind I alleged it, and it is possible, even if incredibly unlikely, and see if anything you see in the future will bear upon the question, and help you to determine its veracity conclusively.
Obviously if you are a parent of a moral, decent, empathetic child with high potential, I would urge you to keep the possibility in mind, if any nonspecific health complaints come up in your child’s life. They will purchase homes next door to children of incredible potential, and install agents in them, expressly for purposes of monitoring the child, and potentially intervening in their life. I have seen it, and I wish someone had warned me.
Again, I do not think this is unusual, now that I have seen it personally. In fact, I think it would be unusual if you looked at the elites running a government somewhere, and found they did not have people looking over the children in the schools, with a wary eye, looking for who had the ability to rise to the top of society effortlessly – and moreover, who might try to take power when they grew up – and be moral, operating for the good of the citizenry. They literally can’t allow that, given what they’ve done.
I would even think it bizarre, if somewhere such elites freely allowed children of incredible potential to rise effortlessly and take high positions in society without trying to stop them by any means possible. Because the people in power, the real people in power with the money and the influence, do not want to give that up. Moreover, they cannot give that up, due to the nature of how the intelligence operations who run all of that, control it through blackmail and criminality. Not only would they lose money, power, and influence, they would be imprisoned, and maybe even executed.
In fact, having seen this, I now think there is nothing more preposterous than the idea we have a government ruled by the corrupt, which is clearly pilfering the treasury and rigging elections, with numerous pedophile blackmail networks like Jeffrey Epstein’s operative, and the people behind all of that would let anyone come up with a killer idea and become a billionaire, and then run for President, and maybe expose all of these things going on in our government. It is preposterous. That we believed it at all, even as kids, is a testament to the power of psyops – psychological operations. All of that was brainwashing to leave us naked and helpless, while cloaking us in a mirage of power and enablement.
I suspect that although it is not public knowledge, you will find that from the Hilter Youth of Nazi Germany’s Gestapo, to the Stasi, to MI-6 today in Britain, to the secret services of Germany, Italy, France, Australia, New Zealand, and beyond, the intelligence agencies of nations are all throughout the schools everywhere, because that is where the greatest advantages, and the greatest threats, lie.
And how better to spy on children, than to use the children of your domestic intelligence/surveillance operatives in the schools. It bled out somewhat with the Gestapo and the Hitler Youth. But somehow they have kept that ubiquitous technique a secret since then, in the West, but have no illusions, it is being used today.
I have seen the reality, and with time, so will you. One day, not only will you see it clearly, it will make perfect sense, and the idea intelligence would not do that, will seem ridiculous in retrospect. I suspect, of all the areas in which the America Stasi gathers intelligence on Americans and operates to control the course of their lives, we will find that the schools, where Americans are at their most naive and helpless as children, were one of the most focused upon areas.
It will also be the most shocking aspect of this operation to come to light, Between the use of operative’s kids as child-spies, and trained adults assigned to the schools making decisions on what children are allowed to succeed, even them punishing the more moral and empathetic due to the risks they present to the corrupt and criminal system, and then actually moving to undo decades of good parenting, just to make sure some child or other did not get to actually grow up free, moral, well developed, and able to do what they wanted, it will be shocking.
When it comes out, I see it as one more factor, making a civil war, of regular people vs the surveillance people, inevitable.
Clearly, even if you only view my assertions here as mere allegations, it behooves every parent to investigate this, and get to the bottom of it, for the good of their children. I know you will be shocked at what you find. I have seen it myself, already, firsthand.
To begin your journey, stop by AmericanStasi.com, and view the video of a surveillance kid talking about running a follow. From there, your only question should be, not whether or not the American Stasi is running children as assets against the rest of the nation, but rather, just to what extent they are being run, and whether they are being run against other children in the schools.
You are going to realize that they are, and that this is how intelligence operates.
Up next: Chapter Fifteen – The Stasi Fears Your Gifted Child – The GATE Program
