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Saturday, August 29, 2015

watch the Trump-video half way down, too much, too true.  I am laughing.
http://www.newsmax.com/Newsfront/hillary-huma-abedin-trump-anthony-weiner/2015/08/29/id/672546/?ns_mail_uid=95421024&ns_mail_job=1633845_08292015&s=al&dkt_nbr=5lv3pjzr



Hillary Clinton Threatens Joe Biden and Becomes The “Sad Sack” Figure of the Democratic Party!
It’s time for Bill to Start the Razzle Dazzle Routine
As Hillary Clinton becomes increasingly mired in the self-inflicted wounds of corruption and disgrace, she has committed the gravest sin of all, being boring. No one can watch her without having a sense of pity for her exceedingly boring explorations of nonsensical policies that everyone knows she would never implement. She has become a political bore—in all it’s varied connotations.

She blusters through Q&A’s, responding with the blunted insights of a short-sighted Elmer Fudd. Even her speech is faltering, searching for words that seem to be appropriate to questions that were never asked or never even would be considered. She has made her inept showing in the 2008 race against Barack Obama look like a virtuoso performance.
On a very practical matter, whoever donated over $100M better think seriously about bringing in the likes of a Richard Gere in the musical, “Chicago.” We need some fancy tap dance and some smarmy vocals to brighten up Hillary’s abysmal performance.  We all know that no one can touch Bill Clinton in the fancy footwork department. Whatever agreement between Hillary and Bill that keeps him out of her campaign should be immediately rescinded, if she wants to have a chance to win her party’s nomination.

Why?
Nothing is more vitriolic in a political performance than the absence of emotion, humor or vitality.
Hillary is the master of contrivance. She forces facial and bodily postures that simulate important political variables like approachability; being liked; or trust. She has the lowest ratings across the polls on all such factors. Hillary comes across as a matronly android simulating human emotions. In contrast, Bill oozes emotion and charm.  In the best and worst sense, he is truly an entertaining politician. He loves the crowd and the crowd loves him. I have never met anyone who had not been charmed or seemingly seduced by Bill’s personal attention and amazing recall of specific facts relating to that individual person. Decades after the fact, I see pictures of Bill and certain women pasted on the refrigerator doors.

  No, I am not jealous, merely observing.  These women were charmed by this man and they remembered it for years, who knows if they even voted for him??!
Here is some simple advice to the Democratic braintrust:
If you ever want to see Hillary anywhere near a number which might indicate that she is true presidential contender, then recruit the peripatetic ex POTUS and let him start to razzle dazzle the American audience. Even if she were to lose, no one could say that the Democrats did not do their best to make the election as entertaining as the Donald has done.

Let’s be honest, nothing turns us off more than a ‘talking head’ who does not mean a word that she says or will say. Hillary: re-introduce your charming, entertaining husband and admit for the first time that you do not have the charisma to win even a seat in the audience for the TV show,  “American Idol.” Democratic operatives: deal with it. Even Carville says he can’t get enough of Donald.
The alternative: the $100M investment in the Hillary Show will bomb before it gets to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Let us bring back to the American Political Stage—The Silver Tongued Prince, Bill Clinton, singing something like ‘all I care is about love….” Americans will be entertained by the newly created TV/Cable Show—“Trump Bill!”

That’s show business for which we pay our entrance tickets or as they say in Washington DC: TAXES.



Friday, August 28, 2015




Turn Out the Lights Night Watchmen!
The Intelligence Community No Longer Needs You Anymore.
So they think….
I have just recently returned from a reunion of intelligence officers who have served this country for the past forty years. Since I was trained by CIA/DARPA/Military components of our country at both Harvard Medical College and more importantly at M.I.T [DARPA/CIA funding], I wanted to show my gratitude for a career  in and out of several different administrations working in policy/intel matters. For the most part, I would have to say that the reunion was well organized and quite moving as the major speakers, including DCI John Brennan, were personable, hospitable, and informative.

For most of my professional life, people thought I was a CIA operative. This was not true yet I was quite proud to have worked with many outstanding CIA Station Chiefs, DCIs and Operatives. The names are legendary: Stanfield Turner, William Casey, Don Gregg, Jim Little, Paul Redmond, Fritz Ermath and many others. 
At this particular meeting, Brennan revealed the outline of his new reorganization chart which included the creation of new “Directors” for functional bureaus like digital media and cyber warfare. Next, a man who will remain unidentified gave a brief but excellent analysis as to why the Iran Treaty to limit nuclear weapons was sanctioned by the CIA and other members of the intelligence community. I did not have time to query him further, his basic point is that the IC had thoroughly vetted the nuclear issues from a strictly scientific perspective and found it quite realistic because of the half-life of radioactive elements lasting so long that no one could really escape or avoid detection.
Another CIA professional stood out. His name [it’s safe to reveal] is David Robarge, CIA Chief Historian. Throughout two days of meetings, he presented a very accurate and often critical historical perspective of the rise of our first civilian intelligence operations, the OSS which spawned the CIA through several presidencies. Many of his key points and insights can be read on the CIA website.
I particularly found the elan vital of these old operatives [including myself] to be convivial and often jovial and reflective. No one was really puffed-up about what he/she had done in the past. It was simply a group of us sharing different insights and faux pas that we had made at different times in our careers. Contrary to the image of Jack Ryan or Jason Bourne, most of the operatives were modest, earnest and proud of their service over thirty years. There was no discussion of kinetic wars or Hollywood-type escapades. The sobriety present among my colleagues was appreciated yet it was constantly punctuated with a sharp, incisive wit that I have often associated with CIA operatives in particular. Most of them, some married to their partners in the service, found quite meaningful lives after the CIA.
For a brief moment on the second day,  I realized why I felt I had to come to this reunion of intelligence officers, most of whom I did not know or would not know. I understood that my hegira to Langley Va, to a building which I had visited twice in my life as DAS, was a final moment of gratitude to a DCI whom I did not know—John McCone. McCone created the Center for International Studies at MIT where I had learned my psychological political tradecraft. If it had not been for visionaries like Walter Lacquer [psychoanalyst], Ruth Benedict [anthropologist], Harold Laswel [Psychopathology and Politics] and Prof. Lucian Pye, I would never have had my unique, exciting career serving five Presidents as well as DOD and others.
However, my stay did not end on a happy note, in part due to my own moment of discontent. A British journalist who claimed to be not a spy decided to lecture us on the end of HUMINT in the IC. That was a premise that was at best faulty if not completely erroneous. Making matters worse, this person started his talk by stating that one of his British ancestors had developed the “Grey Massacre” of 1777 where Colonel Grey of the British Cavaliers thought it moral and expedient to silence their flintlocks so that they would make no noise when they bayoneted and massacred American Revolutionaries in their beds. 
I found this quite offensive. In my usual brusque and intolerant way, I dismissed his handler [a former CIA operative who made a living protecting ‘action jockey’ wannabe journalists] while I reprimanded the British speaker for his inane comments. I stated that he and his countrymen were “Forlorn Hope” for recent American Intelligence/Diplomatic achievements including the regime changes in the Soviet Union and the recent economic warfare in Russia. After scolding the Brit and absorbing what I thought was enough, I left to go back to my home in the South. My home, where Americans fight every day to make an honest buck and no one cares about the CIA or what would become of its future.
I wrote this blog as a tribute to my fellow operatives who had served valiantly and quietly during the worst of times in the Cold War and the present eruptions of worldwide terrorist attacks. Yet there is one more point that I have to emphasize. Whatever happened in the attack in 9/11, which many of you know was a homegrown fiasco by Bush Jr/Cheney/Rumsfeld, the CIA really inadvertently dug it’s own grave. 

What I had finally realized when I looked back on 9/11, is that the CIA [whether collusive or incompetent] had given birth to the Director of National Intelligence who would one day relegate the CIA to the one job that they were so well qualified to do: HUMINT!  Yet for some bureaucratic misconceptions, they refused to continue their basic utility of HUMINT which came from the CIA’s very foundations after WWII. This is what they did: the collection and development of HUMAN ASSETS all over the world using psychological/ cultural determinants. However, under John Brennan, the CIA became Operational using drones to create ersatz wars all over South Asia and the Middle East. They had failed to develop the very core expertise that set them aside at MIT and other learned institutions—HUMINT!
I bid the ‘Night-Watchmen’ [CIA operatives] a fond farewell and wish them the best of luck. For they have become just another bureaucracy buried beneath the greater funded, increasingly more important, MILITARY INTELLIGENCE SERVICES, implemented by 15 other agencies. Binary numbers have replaced the basic concepts of psychological determinism. For that, Americans will pay a very heavy price. I am certain that Russia, China, Vietnam, Korea, Israel, Iran, Saudi Arabia,  Japan and the EU are still using personality profiles and psyop programs to eventually co-opt our manifest destiny.
We will need new leadership to think-out-of-the-box. Perhaps, one day in the future, a “Wild Bill Donovan”, the founder of the OSS/CIA, will arise at the least likely of all places and times.


Thursday, August 27, 2015

How's this for scary, 3 teenagers from Central America at a "state run school" in Homestead Fl. hack another teenager to death w/ machetes.  Does this sound like a nice place? http://www.miamiherald.com/news/local/crime/article32305635.html

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Donald wows them in New Hampsha https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-w0MD0-vbu8
Peggy Hubbard speaks the truth on CNN http://www.newsmax.com/US/black-lives-matter-protesters-peggy-hubbard-ferguson/2015/08/25/id/671785/?ns_mail_uid=95421024&ns_mail_job=1633246_08252015&s=al&dkt_nbr=ktjr22sx




A Cautionary Political Tale to the American Public: 
“The Morton Downey Jr. Story” –The Meteoric Rise of Shock/Shlock/ Reality TV on CNN [Magnolia Films].
During a casual Saturday evening meal of turkey [and cranberry sauce], my friend, the hostess, started an effortless conversation which spun off from Donald Trump’s triumphant gathering in Mobile, Alabama.

 The guests, consisting of former Vietnam Veterans and their spouses, agreed that Trump was skyrocketing through the presidential race like a meteorite that hopefully would not burn out before the election. My hostess, an extremely well-versed reader and former health professional, started talking about someone that I had heard about but really did not know much about: Morton Downey Jr.

The table was silent as she described in her usual logical manner how Morton Downey Jr reminded her of Donald Trump and some other political narcissists whose personality pre-empts any consideration for substantive discussion of policy. She then added that CNN was replaying the film underwritten by Magnolia Films entitled, “Evocateur” which portrayed the beginning of Downey’s rise as the “King of Shock/Shlock Reality TV”.
As I watched the unnecessarily long film, replete with annoying commercials, I became quite disturbed by what I was witnessing. Morton Downey Jr, the son of a famous Irish tenor/ film star, tried his whole life to attain the fame and notoriety of his father. However, the son chose a path based on completely inflated narcissism, lies, deceptions and ‘in your face anger’.
For the most part, his TV producers who had facilitated Morton’s meteoric rise in the TV ratings aided and abetted what they euphemistically called a ‘Shock TV Personality’; eager to encourage the narrative that outside of the TV set, Morton was a decent kind man who loved his family. Yet like most hucksters, be they on TV or in politics, their persona becomes the message [Marshal McLuhan].

In the case of Morton, his persona knew no bounds of reality. He affiliated with other sociopaths of any color or message, including the obese Al Sharpton, after he had performed his greatest scam involving a black teenager who claimed she was raped and sodomized by white boys. Of course, Sharpton and Downey knew this was a lie. However, both of them used this tragic case as ‘ratings booster’. 
Sound familiar?
Ironically we see pictures of Morton Downey Jr consorting with a very young Donald Trump at one of his palatial condominiums, Trump Towers in NYC. Whether the producers of the Magnolia film had intended to make this association between a young Trump and a decaying Downey intentionally is up for conjecture. After seeing Evocateur, I decide to write this blog as a cautionary tale to my readers and others that the self-inflated narcissist, be it a business man or politician, can distort any semblance of a rational narrative by simply acting boorish and inappropriately.
Downey and Trump understand all too well that politics and TV shows are literally entertainment where ‘shock and shlock’ created by any side of the political spectrum will override any attempt at a rational, fair give-and-take discussion on any matters of state.

Back in 1976, the brilliant screenwriter, Paddy Chayefsky, wrote the foreboding Academy Award film “Network”. This film delineates the cynical use of TV for increasing ratings by showing the blended evolution of reality and reality shows. He predicted that real terrorist/hostage sieges would become part and parcel of daily TV watching. Boy, was he right. Starting wars and crises gained legitimacy in creating increased TV viewing and ratings. 
Two stellar thoughts arose from that film:
“We know things are bad, worse than bad.”
“TV will never be the same.”
You all know that I like Trump. I like the idea of him as a presidential candidate and evidently, a lot of other people do as well. Yet, Trump and other TV personalities, who garner and manipulate mass attention have an inherent destructive element built within their hysteria, eventually they can self-destruct. Continuous ranting and raving about the decrepit nature of our political situation in America will not result helpful solutions. There is an underlying anger and discontent of the political citizenry that is rallying around Trump.  However, if the crowd turns their anger against Caesar, then the Republic must once again dissolve in a coup or into the ashes of history. Morton Downey Jr could not, at the end of his career, discern the difference between his narcissistic fantasies and the reality of every day living.

Democracy demands a certain modicum of psychological sophistication which I believe the American public possess when they have shut off their respective TV sets.
Let me quote my former boss, Dr. Henry Kissinger:
“Now when I bore people at a party, they think it’s their fault.”
Or let me a bit more crass and let one of our Founding Fathers, Benjamin Franklin, explain fame more clearly:
“The greatest monarch on the proudest throne is obliged to sit upon his own arse.”