29-09-2010, 11:47 PM
Our friend the colonel related how his “killers” had obtained the name of the Vietnamese who put the colonel's photo on a Wanted poster in the area.
They took their subject “backwards over a log and poured helmetsful of water down his nose.”
And the wind cried, “Mary.”
In 1972, Dorothy Hunt attracted fifty (50) FBI agents to her press conference at Chicago Midway. The following year Jeffrey's red tail lights would go out over Spain.
Paranoids have enemies. Friends related visiting a Washington, DC, church prior to demonstrating at the then-president's attendance Sunday next.
“Would you have the time?” asked the man in the dark suit, as he snapped our friend's photo with his wristwatch camera.
The climate of Easy Rider morphs into Cass Sunstein's cognitive dissonance coneheads.
The blissful counterstroke evokes Blake's Eternity:
He who binds himself a Joy
doth the wing-ed life destroy,
but he who kisseth it as it flies
lives in Eternity's sunrise.
http://aconstantineblacklist.blogspot.co...death.html
Five-para excerpt follows:
As the music of youth and resistance fell under the cross-hairs of the CIA's CHAOS war, it was probable that Jimi Hendrix—the tripping, peacenik "Black Elvis" of the '60s—should find himself a target.
Agents of the pathologically nationalistic FBI opened a file on Hendrix in 1969 after his appearance at several benefits for "subversive" causes. His most cutting insult to the state was participation in a concert for Jerry Rubin, Abbie Hoffman, Tom Hayden, Bobby Seale and the other defendants of the Chicago Seven conspiracy trial,(2) "Get [the] Black Panthers," he told a reporter for a teen magazine, "not to kill anybody, but to scare [federal officials]....I know it sounds like war, but that's what's gonna have to happen. It has to be a war....You come back to reality and there are some evil folks around and they want you to be passive and weak and peaceful so that they can just overtake you like jelly on bread....You have to fight fire with fire."(3)
On tour in Liesburg, Sweden, Hendrix was interviewed by Tommy Rander, a reporter for the Gotesborgs-Tidningen. " In the USA, you have to decide which side you're on," Hendrix explained. "You are either a rebel or like Frank Sinatra."(4)
In 1979, college students at the campus newspaper of Santa Barbara University (USB) filed for release of FBI files on Hendrix. Six heavily inked-out pages were released to the student reporters. (The deletions nixed information "currently and properly classified pursuant to Executive Order 11652, in the interest of national defense of foreign policy.") On appeal, seven more pages were reluctantly turned over to the UCSB students. The file revealed that Hendrix had been placed on the federal "Security Index," a list of "subversives" to be rounded up and placed in detainment camps in the event of a national emergency.
If the intelligence agencies had their reasons to keep tabs on Hendrix, they couldn't have picked a better man for the job than Hendrix's manager, Mike Jeffrey. Jeffrey, by his own admission an intelligence agent,(5) was born in South London in 1933, the sole child of postal workers. He completed his education in 1949, took a job as a clerk for Mobil Oil, was drafted to the National Service two years later. Jeffrey's scores in science took him to the Educational Corps. He signed on as a professional soldier, joined the Intelligence Corps and at this point his career enters an obscure phase.
Phil's footnote: Jeffrey born in . . .1933? Cue Ira Levin, Gregory Peck, The Boys From Langley, and advise, “Some people never learn.”
They took their subject “backwards over a log and poured helmetsful of water down his nose.”
And the wind cried, “Mary.”
In 1972, Dorothy Hunt attracted fifty (50) FBI agents to her press conference at Chicago Midway. The following year Jeffrey's red tail lights would go out over Spain.
Paranoids have enemies. Friends related visiting a Washington, DC, church prior to demonstrating at the then-president's attendance Sunday next.
“Would you have the time?” asked the man in the dark suit, as he snapped our friend's photo with his wristwatch camera.
The climate of Easy Rider morphs into Cass Sunstein's cognitive dissonance coneheads.
The blissful counterstroke evokes Blake's Eternity:
He who binds himself a Joy
doth the wing-ed life destroy,
but he who kisseth it as it flies
lives in Eternity's sunrise.
http://aconstantineblacklist.blogspot.co...death.html
Five-para excerpt follows:
As the music of youth and resistance fell under the cross-hairs of the CIA's CHAOS war, it was probable that Jimi Hendrix—the tripping, peacenik "Black Elvis" of the '60s—should find himself a target.
Agents of the pathologically nationalistic FBI opened a file on Hendrix in 1969 after his appearance at several benefits for "subversive" causes. His most cutting insult to the state was participation in a concert for Jerry Rubin, Abbie Hoffman, Tom Hayden, Bobby Seale and the other defendants of the Chicago Seven conspiracy trial,(2) "Get [the] Black Panthers," he told a reporter for a teen magazine, "not to kill anybody, but to scare [federal officials]....I know it sounds like war, but that's what's gonna have to happen. It has to be a war....You come back to reality and there are some evil folks around and they want you to be passive and weak and peaceful so that they can just overtake you like jelly on bread....You have to fight fire with fire."(3)
On tour in Liesburg, Sweden, Hendrix was interviewed by Tommy Rander, a reporter for the Gotesborgs-Tidningen. " In the USA, you have to decide which side you're on," Hendrix explained. "You are either a rebel or like Frank Sinatra."(4)
In 1979, college students at the campus newspaper of Santa Barbara University (USB) filed for release of FBI files on Hendrix. Six heavily inked-out pages were released to the student reporters. (The deletions nixed information "currently and properly classified pursuant to Executive Order 11652, in the interest of national defense of foreign policy.") On appeal, seven more pages were reluctantly turned over to the UCSB students. The file revealed that Hendrix had been placed on the federal "Security Index," a list of "subversives" to be rounded up and placed in detainment camps in the event of a national emergency.
If the intelligence agencies had their reasons to keep tabs on Hendrix, they couldn't have picked a better man for the job than Hendrix's manager, Mike Jeffrey. Jeffrey, by his own admission an intelligence agent,(5) was born in South London in 1933, the sole child of postal workers. He completed his education in 1949, took a job as a clerk for Mobil Oil, was drafted to the National Service two years later. Jeffrey's scores in science took him to the Educational Corps. He signed on as a professional soldier, joined the Intelligence Corps and at this point his career enters an obscure phase.
Phil's footnote: Jeffrey born in . . .1933? Cue Ira Levin, Gregory Peck, The Boys From Langley, and advise, “Some people never learn.”
