WADE FRAZIER : A Healed Planet

[Wade Frazier]

Hi Kevin:

Sorry, but TI's should probably not read my work.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

As my readers know, my work has always been scholarly and scientific. I don’t assert anything unless I am highly confident of it. All of my early writings on the medical racket, from circulatory disease to fluoridation to vaccination, have been vindicated by subsequent events. My Columbus essay was popular in high schools and even colleges 25 years ago, but not so much anymore, because my “radical” thesis is now a mainstream understanding. I spent 12 years comparing Gary Wean’s account of his John Tower conversation on the JFK assassination before I wrote publicly about it. Gary’s “radical” scenario is now the mainstream one (without crediting Gary, of course).

When there have been errors in my work (all have been trivial), I fix and then explain them (1, 2), and I have had to do that only a few times in the past 30 years of writing publicly. My longtime readers know that my work is always supported. Some things I am constrained from publicly revealing, mainly to protect people. I waited until David Rockefeller died before naming him, and the same went for Henry Kissinger and Bill Delp. If people read Dennis Lee’s books, they will see that my journey is far more spectacular than I have publicly revealed. One day, I hope to reveal it all. I have had paranormal experiences that even I sometimes have a hard time believing (1, 2, 3), so I can appreciate public skepticism of my reporting ,which is partly why I state that I seek people who have had their own awakening experiences, so that my journey seems more believable, and having paranormal experiences may be a requirement to truly understand.

But, for instance, I have purposely not known much about my close friend’s underground technology show. If I outlive my friend, I will reveal his identity, and I am waiting for several more people to die before I can tell all that I know.

But the main reason why my work has held up is that at its root, it is based on my experiences and the experiences of those close me. You can’t beat experience for learning.

For this post, I am not going to get into or explain my sources much, and I will largely just discuss how I see things and how that has informed my efforts. The support for what I am about to discuss is throughout my work, and I’ll link to them.

We all live forever, and love is the energy of Creation. In the Creator’s eyes, the worst of the worst of us is little more than a child at play. All roads lead back to the godhead. Some paths are straighter, and some are more adventurous.

Earth is a Creator school, where souls come to learn quickly, although time and space do not really exist past this dimension like they do here, which is not easy to imagine while we are here. There are lessons to be learned from the physical plane that cannot be learned anywhere else, and they largely are related to taking care of our bodies. Most souls on Earth have chosen to grow through pain, like “C” students. Consequently, few ever awaken past their indoctrination and conditioning, even the “smart” ones, which make Brian O’Leary’s question of whether humanity is a sentient species more understandable. Souls can also choose to grow through joy (the “A” students), and that is what my work is largely about. It is primarily a matter of the heart, not the head. Michael Roads visited two future Earths, one populated by D students and one by A students. I know which I prefer. I know other psychonauts who have taken similar journeys.

Our universe is nothing but energy, and if something moves, it is because of energy. Life itself is a voracious user of energy, sunlight powers Earth’s ecosystems, and only so much sunlight hits Earth. The journey of life on Earth has always been about getting enough energy, and evolution has been “red in tooth and claw” in the neverending struggle to survive and reproduce in a world of scarcity, which is the root of all violence, which also goes for humans.

The human journey has mirrored the journey of life on Earth, with ever-higher levels of energy consumption, as golden ages gave way to battles for survival, as everything will breed up to the limits of the energy supply. The Industrial Revolution and the rise of energy-driven machines changed that dynamic. Women in industrial nations are having the lowest number of children ever, and the world is following suit. It is partly because of the end of childhood death, but also because with machines, there is less need to exploit people. The average American benefits from the equivalent efforts of several hundred human “slaves.” With the rise of AI robotics, the end of all human drudgery is near, but only if the energy issue is permanently solved. Brian’s “are humans a sentient species?” question was triggered by the crazed reactions of denial and fear that he received when he even mentioned free energy, which I discussed in my previous video.

As humanity’s surplus energy has increased over the Epochs of the human journey, as each new energy source was exploited, human societies became less violent and more humane.

The energy source for an unprecedented Epoch of universal human abundance has been exploited for longer than I have been alive, by global elites who keep it sequestered from public awareness and use, and they have defeated all independent efforts, in order to keep their power games intact. However, most of the suppression is structural, as many participate at some level, largely unaware of the impact of their efforts. Those elites and their allies, witting or not, are toying with the destruction of humanity and Earth’s ecosystems.

I eventually wrote about how people seemed addicted to scarcity, and off the top of my head one day in 2008, I created a framework of free energy awareness. Over 99% of humanity is either ignorant of free energy or reacts in denial and fear if it is mentioned, among and the worst offenders are the “smart.” I have witnessed thousands of reactions over the years. The mainstream is brainwashed, while the left and right fall into structuralist and conspiracist traps.

As I studied for writing my lifetime’s most ambitious essay, I gradually realized that nobody ever saw the next Epoch coming until now. I then realized that for more than 99% of humanity, they will only begin to understand when free energy is delivered into their lives, and that is normal.

For those reasons and many others, I gave up on the mass-movement approach to free energy, and my coming post will describe my last involvement with a mass-movement effort, which permanently cured me of that approach.

From my earliest days in the free-energy field, I heard why no nation is free of the influence of the global elite. Their influence is truly global. Nobody in the public eye is a member of the global elite. China built a city around Brown’s Gas, and when I visited James Gilliland in 2015, I heard that China was building a city around free-energy research, and James was planning to move there. James had already been through the free-energy meat grinder, so I respected his reporting, but I had my doubts that something like that would be allowed to proceed, and I never heard anything else about it.

The bottom line, as I see it, is that free energy overturns nearly everybody’s intellectual apple carts, as they are all based on scarcity. I don’t care if the nation is capitalist or communist. All ruling classes operate similarly. Nearly everybody opposes the very idea of abundance, so free-energy efforts have few allies, many enemies, and a sleeping public, as the masses rarely look any further than their immediate self-interest.

It does no good to judge the situation. It is just what it is, but what can work? It took many years of painful, even life-risking, trial and error, trading notes with fellow travelers such as Brian, and many years of study before I arrived at my current approach. I have worked for 30 years to make my material worthy of the people that I seek, and I believe that it is adequate for them to achieve comprehensive perspectives. The hard part will be finding them, and I know who I am looking for. If what I call a “choir” can form, the rest will be easy.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

The basic point of these posts is to show how I came to my approach to bringing free energy to the world, and this post will be a key one for that purpose.

I was an athlete in college, but I was never a ladies’ man. More than once, women had to throw themselves at me to get me to respond. Two of my high school teachers were star athletes at my high school, both slept with students while in their early 40s, and one went to prison, which made national news when I lived in Ohio. The other “just” made state news. I also watched former athletes cripple themselves in their early 40s, doing stupid stuff like play football after Thanksgiving dinner. Those were classic midlife crisis follies, which could ruin health and lives. I learned my mortality lessons in my early 20s. A back injury ended my athletic career, several injuries in my early postgraduate years demonstrated my mortality, and I have lived my life for more than 40 years so that I could hike into my 80s. So far, so good.

I was ready and waiting for the athletic and Casanova midlife crises, which I would banish in seconds. What this fool did not realize was that midlife crises are made to order. While I sat in my living room, watching my front door, my midlife crisis snuck in my back door and made itself at home before I realized it. My first existential crisis was when I was 19, feeling backed into a corner, and a desperate prayer radically changed the direction of my studies. My second and so far last desperate prayer in my life led me on an odyssey that even can I have a hard time believing happened as it did. If I had been told what I was in for, I would not have believed any of it.

I never got drunk until my 22^nd birthday, was forced to drink during my career, and had a 20-year battle with the bottle before I finally quit. Being introduced to year-round hiking when I was 41 was likely the key change that allowed me to quit the next year. I think that my midlife crisis began in the summer of 1999, as I wrote my war essay. Reading about World War II and the Holocaust for months took a lot out of me. It did not dawn on me that my midlife crisis had arrived until 2000, when I finally realized that my midlife crisis was not going to be about my aging body, but the idea that my life’s work was an exercise in futility. In the summer of 2000, I had what could be called my midlife crisis backpack, as I tried to get into a legendary lake that I had known about for many years, but we got snowed out. I never tried anything like that again.

I was in constant emotional agony from 1999 to late 2006, after an invitation to the White House spurred my wife to once again insist that I get trauma therapy. It worked, and the clouds soon began to part. Wrestling with the bottle was part of how it began, which damaged my marriage, and the 9/11 terror attacks were a milestone, as it looked like my efforts would be too little and too late. Mr. Professor’s death in May of 2002 sent me into the dark phase, and the drumbeat for the invasion of Iraq was a source of constant anguish for me. I was unemployed for nearly a year, in the aftermath of the dot.com crash. Just before I got my next career job at a software company, I heard from Brian O’Leary, for the first time since August 2001. Brian wanted me to help him found a free-energy effort. In retrospect, I was in no shape to join such an effort, but I could not turn Brian down.

Dennis Lee was still barnstorming the country, but I did not see how his efforts would succeed. The day that I met Dennis, he announced a mass-movement effort, and I worked in four different states for him in four different mass-movement efforts.

When I met Dennis, he was simply a businessman who put the world’s best heating system on people’s homes for free and was planning to compete with the electric companies. When I chased him to Boston and became his partner, that changed, and as I have written, Dennis appealed to the USA’s three basic population-management ideologies – nationalism, capitalism, and organized religion – to build mass movements around. Because of his migrant-farmworker background, Dennis appealed to right wingers. I was raised by a right winger, too, but I was doing to my best to put it behind me, in a journey that was similar to Brian’s in ways.

By the end of my first stint with Dennis, I had learned my journey’s primary lesson, the bloom had come off the rose with inventors and me, and I had strong doubts about the businessman’s path to free energy. Dennis tried to get me to work with him again, the moment that we sprung him from jail, and he finally got me to in 1996, which I should not have done. By the end of that brief stint, I was finished with inventors, the businessman’s path, and the right-wing approaches that Dennis tried.

All of my free-energy fellow travelers took different paths, and Brian, like me, went from being raised in a right-wing household to becoming a kind of lefty. I never voted Republican in my life, and Brian certainly never did.

When Brian contacted me in the spring of 2003, soon after the American invasion of Iraq, which is the crime of the century so far, I was reeling from what my great nation had done, which I had largely predicted.

When I became Dennis’s partner, we did not even know that there was a free-energy field, and we had never heard of Nikola Tesla. We began learning fast, and as I became familiar with the free-energy field, I began seeing how it was stuck in arrested development. Aside from the hit men and women sicced on us over the years, and other assets of the global elite, such as the media, it was dismaying to witness the many scoundrels in the free-energy field, from those who tried to steal our companies to greedy inventors, scam artists, and Dennis long had assailants who came from within the ranks of the free-energy field, although Bill Delp was a hit man who only pretended to be in the free-energy field.

I am going to write about two free-energy scoundrels, both of whom I became familiar with long before Brian invited me to help him with his free-energy effort. As usual, I will not name them while they are alive, but in these instances, I will link to them.

One was a copycat guy that Dennis told me about in 1996. He openly copied Brown’s Gas technology, selling his competing equipment when Dennis was trying to build a movement partly around Yull Brown. Mr. Copycat has since taken down most of his writings about Dennis and Yull, but in one of them, he pilloried Dennis for his treatment of Yull, leaving Yull “penniless” at his life’s end in 1998. I saw the $250K payment that Dennis made to Yull, as Yull’s commission for the Brown’s Gas machines that Dennis bought from China. Mr. Copycat never paid Yull a dime, but hectored Dennis for his treatment of Yull. The hypocrisy was thick with Mr. Copycat.

When Dennis told me about Mr. Copycat in 1996, I didn’t know the details, but I began to see what Dennis was referring to. Not only did Mr. Copycat copy Brown’s Gas technology, but he also copied what Dennis had been trying to do, of marrying heat pumps and heat engines. I did not find that out until I read about it in Jeane Manning’s first free-energy book, in a chapter that profiled Mr. Copycat. She also covered Sparky Sweet and mentioned Yull. I watched Yull betray Dennis, as he made insane demands. I would not have hitched my wagon to Yull like Dennis did. The Yull experience was one of my final ones that permanently soured me on inventors. They are a small piece of the puzzle.

As with so many others, when I saw what Mr. Copycat was doing, I ignored him as just another member of the vast low-integrity crowd. I had not thought of him for years when Brian invited me to help him found what he named the New Energy Movement (“NEM”).

The other scoundrel I became aware of when he wrote an article in early 2001 that smeared Dennis, to wit:

“Then there are the out right con men. In the last 15 years, there is one person in the USA who has raised the free energy con to a professional art. He has raised more than $100,000,000, has been barred from doing business in the State of Washington, has been jailed in California, and he's still at it.”

I have written at length about that libelous statement, so I will not belabor it here. For starters, Mr. Libeler used “D.Sc.” after his name, as if he had a scientific doctorate, but my understanding is that he doesn’t. That alone kind of says it all about Mr. Libeler. Accounting is the language of business and math is the language of science, and the only number in that essay was his $100,000,000 number, which is an exaggeration by at least an order of magnitude, followed by what happened in Washington and California, as if those corrupt authorities were trying to protect the public from Dennis. Stringing together the $100 million and Washington and California experiences in the same sentence is a standard disinformation tactic, a kind of bomb dropped on readers. Mr. Skeptic did it at the end of his libelous article. Doing it as the first word or last word is a standard tactic, and all that those assailants demonstrated to me was their criminality.

When I read Mr. Libeler’s article in early 2001, I dismissed it. Brian’s Suppression Syndrome was a better effort, in my opinion, which predated Mr. Libeler’s article by five years, and Brian did not lie like Mr. Libeler did. But not long after I read Mr. Libeler’s article, people began sending it to me as the premier commentary on the free-energy field! Mr. Libeler likely thought that he was being clever in naming Dennis early in his article but not naming him in that libelous section. That is likely what duped many of the people who sent me that article, which still rears its head today in my life.

I dismissed Mr. Copycat and Mr. Libeler from my mind. I had better things to do than be concerned with Dennis’s assailants, and Mr. Skeptic stalked me on the Internet for many years, heaving his disinformation bombs. He even tried to contact me last year. He does not get a nanosecond of my time. The relevancy of those assailants to my efforts with Brian comes later in this post.

In our 2001 meeting, Brian lived in Colorado, but he moved to the Sierra foothills, less than an hour from my wife’s parents’ home. That made visiting Brian’s house convenient, which I did several times over about one year. Brian called a meeting at his home in June, 2003.

Although Brian’s ride as the Paul Revere of Free Energy did not go well, I was very curious as to whom Brian recruited into his new effort. Brian lived in a large house, and his backyard was literally the Yuba River, which I was already familiar with. When I got there, Brian had me sit with another attendee, to get to know each other. That attendee was a couple of years younger than me, and he had spent his career in corporate America as a salesman. He was a newcomer to the fringes.

I can give a short version of my journey, and I sketched my journey for 20 minutes for that newcomer. When I got to my day on the witness stand and how the prosecution tried to intimidate me as I testified, that guy looked at me like I was crazy. At that moment, I should have told Brian that I was not going to be involved. If another board member was a newbie who could not fathom my journey, our effort was doomed. I believe that it was at that meeting that Mr. Newcomer began advocating a salesman’s approach, speaking to church groups and the like.

In retrospect, it was highly disappointing to me to hear that kind of talk. Talking to church groups won’t work. That was the kind of thing that Dennis did, and I was finished with it. There were seven of us at that first meeting. The only one that impressed me was Alden Bryant. Alden was a longtime environmentalist and Berkeley radical. To this day, Alden is the only environmentalist who embraced free energy and was hip to the realities. Alden initiated and organized the Rio Summit. But Alden was in his 80s, and he brought along a pal who was in his 90s, who became demented the next year. Alden also had an assistant who Brian kicked out during that weekend. Another member was younger than me, and he constantly begged money from the other board members.

As I look back, I really wonder what I was expecting Brian to deliver, organization-wise. I was the only board member who had been through the free-energy meat-grinder. Alden was on a first-name basis with most big names in environmentalism, but Brian had been, too. Nobody was home among environmentalists, and I heard two years earlier how Brian’s ride as the Paul Revere of Free Energy went. Brian was confident that NEM could make headway, and I put aside my doubts when I saw the motley crew that he had assembled. After our session which lasted a few hours, some members retired to a back room to smoke marijuana. I have friends and family who have smoked marijuana for nearly their entire lives. Carl Sagan was an inveterate marijuana smoker who thought that his best thoughts came while stoned. I imagine that Carl and Brian shared a bowl or two at Cornell. Smoking weed was a long way from what I had hoped NEM would be.

When I saw who Brian had assembled, I had doubts about our prospects for any kind of success. But I decided to see it through. The month after our meeting, I found my next career position and ended up working there for a decade.

My wife and I visited her parents each Christmas season in those days, and Brian held a holiday board meeting, which was more than that. At least 20 people were there. I met Jeane Manning, and that meeting is where I heard Mark Comings give the short version of his adventures. Mark did not go through the meat grinder like I did, but I respected his experiences. He and I were really the only ones who had been through something like that. The rest were enthusiasts, newcomers, and the like.

Consistent with nearly my entire career, I worked 50-to-60-hour weeks for the next ten years. I had to curtail most of my extracurricular activities to do that, but I was making pretty good money. Brian called for a board meeting in May, and there were about a dozen of us, as Brian had invited in others. At that meeting, the members decided to mount a conference.

I met Brian at a conference, but I gradually learned that fringe-science conferences were riddled with spooks and the like. Looking back, I probably should not have expected anything different, but conferences are not the way to go, in my opinion, not for this. That can be life-risking activity. But I was committed to helping Brian, and put up the money to secure a facility in Portland, where Mr. Newcomer lived.
The first thing that the members did was discuss who the conference speakers should be, and they immediately named Mr. Libeler and Mr. Copycat! I was providing seed money for people such as them to speak.

My adventures taught me that without a nucleus of high-integrity people, any effort like ours was doomed. While I stood talking with Brian and Jeane, Alden handed me an abbreviated version of Mr. Libeler’s essay, which had been written for my benefit (!). I kind of exploded. Right then, I knew we didn’t have a snowball’s chance of success. I brought up the integrity issue, and nobody in the room understood what I was referring to. In great irony, what Alden handed me was likely copied by our cameraman in Ventura, who stole thousands of dollars of equipment from us. He was just part of that thieving crowd, and he heckled one of Dennis’s supporters several years earlier. It could be a small world in this milieu.

Because I was providing the money to get the conference going, the board members decided against inviting Mr. Libeler and Mr. Copycat to speak, not because they were scoundrels, but because they did not want to upset the money guy. None of them understood. I soon asked Brian if I could drop out, and he begged me to stay.

Brian had a friend create an initial NEM site. It was not bad, but it was not professionally done. I said that I would hire professional mastering. I worked at an Internet company at the time and made my own website. I hired Steve Meyers, who had been Bucky Fuller’s pupil. I immediately regretted it, as he wiped out the initial site as he began building the new one, which told me that Steve was either incompetent or a rookie. But I was kind of stuck and ended up paying him $10K. He did use state-of-the-art tools (Cascading Style Sheets), but when I hired that beggar board member to take over the mastering after I dropped out, he was unable to operate and the entire site was soon wiped out.

I flew back home to Seattle on Sunday, and on Monday, Eugene Mallove had committed to be the first conference speaker, Steve wiped out the NEM site, and I did not even want to be involved any longer. Brian had introduced me to Mallove several months earlier, when I read his article that advocated the free energy path we were taking when we were wiped out. But after my 12-hour days at the office that week, I got things calmed down and back on track. On Friday evening, Brian wrote to thank me for holding it together, and he wrote:

“Sometimes, the best projects try to be psychically sabotaged in its early stages.  Thanks for hanging in there.  Something's happening.”

When Brian wrote that, the police were just discovering Mallove’s body after he had been murdered, which we all heard about the next day. Sometimes a murder is just a murder, but untimely deaths abound in this milieu. Mallove’s murder spooked Brian, who immediately began planning his move to South America. Brian went AWOL as the leader of NEM, and Mr. Newcomer organized the conference while I managed the website and took in the money.

Brian told me that he and I would engage the “left,” and I tried several times to introduce Brian to Ed Herman, but Ed was never interested, which is typical of the left.

Mr. Newcomer looked for allies in the milieu and soon met Sterling Allan, who disparaged Brian as “the guy with the pig.” I’ll deal with Sterling in the next post. At the May board meeting, I tried to caution Mr. Newcomer about his enthusiasm. He said that he needed to make about six figures at NEM to justify his full-time commitment, and I advised him to treat NEM as a hobby. I hid out in corporate America and never walked through the halls, preaching the free-energy gospel. Mr. Newcomer did not heed my warning, tried talking up free energy at his company, and was soon fired, which ended his career. That was painful to witness.

Many events showed me how crazy it all was, and what kind of epitomized it was a conversation that I had with Alden. When Dennis teamed up with Yull, Yull had a following in California, as he was headquartered in LA. I interacted with Yull’s followers when I was with Dennis in 1996-1997, and they were a naïve bunch. Alden told me that he was part of that effort. On one hand, Mr. Libeler wrote that Dennis defrauded people out of $100 million, and when we discussed Yull, Alden said that Yull’s supporters in LA told Yull that Dennis was broke. As I mentioned, I saw the $250K payment that Dennis made to Yull, and I even stayed in a resort hotel room that Dennis had rented for Yull. Dennis paid Yull like a king and treated him like one. For his part, Yull refused to sign any agreement that Dennis could use to put a deal together. Yull took the money and ran, and Alden challenged me when I said what Dennis had paid Yull, asserting that Dennis had no money. So, Dennis had either $100 million or nothing, depending on who was talking. That was typical of the craziness that I encountered. When I told Alden what Yull had done, I think that I convinced him, as he replied that it sounded just like what Yull would do.

The NEM conference was in September, 2004, in Portland, and it was literally the last place on Earth where I wanted to be. My wife and I worked the registration desk, and some shady characters definitely attended, but spooks are mostly impossible to spot by just looking at them. I took an hour off that day to watch Steven Greer’s talk, and that was worthwhile. That was where I heard Greer’s statement about $100 billion in quiet-money payouts by the global elite, and I may have heard about the Mormon Financial Empire during that talk.

It was a two-day conference, and there was not much for me to do on the second day. I was at the registration table for only a few minutes when, about 20 feet from me, Brian and that beggar board member were giving bear hugs to Mr. Libeler! I packed up, left in minutes, and quit NEM the next day.

I could go on and on, but that gives a flavor of those days, and I was cured forever after of the mass-movement approach to free energy. My NEM days cost me $17K. My wife was ultimately glad that I signed on with Brian, as I finally got it all out of my system, and it helped lead to my current approach.

The day that I resigned from NEM, John Mack, another close colleague of Brian’s, came to a violent end, and Brian could not move to South America fast enough, where he spent the rest of his life. The next post will be about the rest of Brian’s life and our relationship.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

When I resigned from the New Energy Movement (“NEM”) in September, 2004, I soon had no contact with any of its board members for years. I was busy working my 60-hour weeks in my career and dealing with the agonies of my midlife crisis. I was also studying and writing, as usual.

My first essays that reflected my conscious comprehensive perspective, from being introduced to Bucky Fuller’s work, were published in December 2004. One was on Peak Oil, energy, and economics, and the other was on the seeming addiction to scarcity that people had, especially scholars. For the next ten years, my public writings were largely confined to short essays such as those. In December 2005, I published an essay on the free-energy conundrum. The year 2006 was one of my life’s blackest, and writing seemed like a kind of therapy as I published one of my positive essays in May 2006, on what abundance looks like. Looking back, I am kind of amazed that I was able to produce those essays, given the state that I was in. In July 2006, I wasted a month trying to interest Richard Stallman in free energy, which led to my open letter to the Free Software Movement. A pupil encouraged me to contact Stallman for years before I did, as free software and free-energy efforts might have seemed like natural allies. Stallman was what I call a classic Level 3 on the free-energy awareness scale, with the “laws of physics” dismissal of free energy’s possibility and “conspiracy theory” dismissal of the reality of organized suppression.

I was preparing for my annual backpack, the week after Labor Day, when Dennis Lee arrived at my house, unannounced, to invite me to the White House. He also wanted me to be on the board of his new effort, which was a high-MPG carburetor effort. I instantly declined both offers. It was good to see Dennis, but I wanted no part of such activities. In the wake of Dennis’s visit, my wife once again began insisting that I get professional trauma help, like she did 15 years earlier. I did, it helped, and the clouds soon began to part. My midlife crisis finally ended.

I had stopped interacting with the public in early 2002, as my nation lost its collective sanity after the 9/11 terror attacks. In those days, many Internet forums discussed my work, and I joined some discussions in 2006 and 2007, to soon realize that Internet forums had become troll havens while I had been absent. Trolls swarmed wherever I appeared, and a notable troll tactic was to ally with forum admins to kick or chase me out of those forums. It happened several times, and I then decided to only join my own forum.

I can’t remember exactly when it happened, but by late 2006 or early 2007, I was back in contact with Brian O’Leary. The first thing that Brian did was complain to me about how some of the board members, two new ones and that beggar board member, had ganged up on Brian and kicked him out of NEM. There was complicity by other board members, and Brian asked me if one of them worked for the CIA. That was not an unreasonable suspicion, but I replied that naïveté and a lack of integrity could explain that situation. This harkens back to my 1% conspiracy and 99% complicity observation. Global elites usually just have to get their popcorn and watch potential threats implode on their own. NEM was one such implosion, and now I will discuss the strange case of Sterling Allan. Mr. Newcomer ran NEM after Brian was kicked out, and he soon reached out to Sterling for help. Soon, Sterling was the de facto head of NEM.

In early 2006, I noted that Sterling had set up a web page to discuss the “enigma” of Dennis. It was kind of fair minded, which I had almost never seen before. It wasn’t really that good, but it also wasn’t an outright smear job. His page allowed for comments, and Mr. Skeptic wrote his usual lies about Dennis. I had a brief correspondence with Sterling, and he encouraged me to post my observations to his page, which I did. I just resurrected that page and published it here.

In our private correspondence, I mentioned Mr. Skeptic’s libelous writings, and Sterling defended Mr. Skeptic, calling him merely too eager in his debunking fervor. I can accept that, but I have also heard of evidence of spook involvement in Mr. Skeptic’s activities. He stalked me on the Internet for many years, heaving his disinformation bombs, and he was partly responsible for my getting kicked out of a forum that featured my work. He was about as slimy as I have seen, but I can also believe that his efforts were performed out of twisted ego needs instead of just doing his job. He was a functional psychopath. “Skeptics” are often like that, as they lose all semblance of sentience as they perform their labors. They simply can’t see what is obvious to everybody else.

I have written about this before so will keep this short, but the same man who mercilessly attacked Brian also defended Mr. Skeptic, and he ran NEM. What is wrong with that picture?

Sterling, for his part, like so many others, called himself some kind of free-energy messiah. But he confessed to molesting his infant daughter and sits in prison today, where he performed in a talent show not long ago. Like me, Sterling has been erased from NEM’s history, while Mr. Libeler’s smear of Dennis has a place of prominence. Steven Greer named Sterling as particularly unhelpful in his free-energy efforts, as if Sterling was intentionally unhelpful. The Sterling issue is just more of the craziness that I encountered on my journey.

Brian’s influence led to my first public interview, here, in March 2008. That summer, I published this essay, which brought Brian fully back into my life. I used Brian’s concept of peeling an onion to get at the truth to create my levels of free-energy awareness. Brian spoke on the ideas in that essay for the rest of his life.

In March of 2009, Brian and I did an interview with Bill Ryan and Kerry Cassidy of Project Camelot. That will likely always be my favorite interview, as it is the only surviving one with Brian. I thought that it was solely Brian’s influence why we had that interview, but I later learned that Bill had been following my work since about 2001.

In that interview, Brian politely said that the people in the free energy field then would not be the people to make free energy happen. As far as I know, it is still that way, as the field seems to be in an intractable state of arrested development.

That Camelot interview led to my being contacted by Michael Hyson, who was Brian’s colleague during his asteroid-mining and space-colony days. I’ll do a video on Michael one day soon.

In 2009, Brian published his final book, which I proofread. In that book’s prologue was the closest that Brian ever came to publicly discussing what likely led to his first heart attack.

As I will get to in a later post, Dennis and I spoke at Department of Energy (“DOE”) hearings about Brown’s Gas in 1997 regarding neutralizing nuclear waste. The man who ran the hearings informed us that nuclear waste management was a racket. He was a Boy Scout, like Ralph McGehee, Mark Samolis, Rodney Stich, and others that I encountered in the federal government. They are few and far between.

In June, 2009, Brian asked me to help him approach the DOE regarding free energy. Once again, I could not tell Brian no, and I co-wrote this proposal, which the DOE immediately rejected, which was no surprise to me. The entire affair seemed to be more of Brian’s co-dependence with the federal government.

Brian had a multi-year bout with skin cancer, and a man healed him using a non-toxic treatment. The FDA kidnapped that man from South America in 2009, and Brian tried to help him. That has been a longstanding FDA practice. The USA constantly and flagrantly violates international law, as it manages the global plantation on behalf of the rackets.

Brian kept traveling the world, and like with my Internet stalker Mr. Skeptic, Brian had a stalker/heckler when he spoke. That heckler followed Brian around the world. I guess that he was a professional, like Bill Delp was. Brian got hate email regularly, which could take him out of commission for days.

I was finally able to say no to Brian when he asked me to join with a group of fringe scientists. I had had enough with naïve scientists, and I was also visited by a naïve activist whom Brian knew. It got tiring to continually deal with naïve people, and to this day I hear from naïve people, even people close to me, who are still naïve about these realities, even after knowing me for many years. I still get naïve “bright ideas” from them and other interactions that test my patience.

The next year, 2010, Brian had his second heart attack, I knew that the end was near, and I decided to take on some projects while Brian was still alive. Brian was the only astronaut without a NASA biography, and his Wikipedia biography was terrible.

I had an adventure writing and getting Brian’s NASA bio published, to then have a leading space debunker idiotically attack Brian’s Martian credentials. When the “skeptics” are not lying outright, they often cannot string two logical thoughts together. It was really something to witness that over and over during my journey. My strategy was to do Brian’s NASA biography first, so that the assailants at Wikipedia would have less ammunition. After edit battles, Brian’s Wikipedia bio became acceptable, although my assailant Wikipedia admin removed all mention of Brian’s free-energy activities, which I was able to add at Wikiquotes, so not all is lost in the Wiki-universe.

In May 2011, Brian invited me to visit him in Ecuador, but I had already arranged for a visit from my mother, which was the last time that I saw her. Brian died the next month of intestinal cancer. After he died, I saw a video that a friend made from a visit to Brian (I introduced them), and if I had seen that video earlier, I might have found a way to go to visit him, as he was obviously near death. His life was shortened by that heart attack in 1992, which was likely courtesy of the spooks.

I loved Brian. He was a great man, and knowing him was an honor and an education. I do what I do partly to carry on for pals such as Brian.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

His post will be on a subject that can be traced to my childhood, and it looks like it will involve me for at least a few more years. It has to do with the Apollo Program Moon landings. When I was seven years old, my father was recruited by NASA to work in Houston’s Mission Control Room, and we moved to Houston in the summer of 1966. My father worked on the Gemini 11 and 12 missions. I remember watching one of the rockets as it was about to launch, on our TV at home. I was watching my father’s day job for the first time. After that mission ended, my father called my brother and me to him in our home. In the closest thing that ever approached a ceremony in our home, my father handed us his Gemini 11 and Gemini 12 security badges, telling us that they would have historic importance. I still have mine. During that year’s Christmas break, my father took the family on a tour of Mission Control, and walking in and seeing my father’s console is a vivid memory, nearly 60 years later. That began my lifelong interest in space exploration.

The next month, the Apollo 1 disaster and its aftermath drove my father from NASA, and we were back in California by June of 1967, and my father still lives in the house that we bought on our return. I was raised to be a scientist from the time that I could walk, and more than 20 years after our NASA sojourn, I was radicalized, with a ruined life. I questioned everything that I had ever been taught. Around 1991, I read a book titled Moongate. The Moongate hypothesis was that the Moon had higher gravity than officially admitted, which led to the idea that exotic technology, such as antigravity tech, was used to land on the Moon. I studied many subjects in those days, and I gradually became aware of people who argued that the Apollo astronauts did not land on the Moon at all. The first book that I encountered on that was by Bill Kaysing, who had worked in the space program in the 1960s. Kaysing didn’t really produce any compelling evidence, but pointed to the secrecy that surrounded the Apollo program, which was true. My father had to get a top-secret security clearance to work at NASA, as did Brian O’Leary, when he became an astronaut. The Space Race was a Cold War project.

I later learned that John Kennedy tried to end the Space Race by proposing a joint mission to the Moon with the Soviet Union, only a few months before his murder. If, as E. Howard Hunt said, JFK was killed over the ET issue, it makes sense. In light of events such as those, it is very legitimate to really wonder about the Moon landings. According to Steven Greer, Armstrong and Aldrin encountered ETs on the Moon.

The lynchpin of the Moongate hypothesis was that there was a discrepancy in the calculations of the “neutral point” in any human flight to the Moon. The neutral point is a point in space where the gravitational pull between the Earth and Moon would be equal. Before the Apollo flights, the neutral point was calculated at about 20,000 miles from the Moon, but during Apollo, it was calculated at 43,000 miles. The Moongate hypothesis suggested that the discrepancy was because the lunar gravity was higher than officially presented, which led to the idea that exotic technology such as antigravity was used to land on the Moon. For years, nobody provided an answer on that discrepancy, but Leroy Ellenberger directed me to Archie Roy’s orbital motion, which calculated the 43,000-mile neutral point. In the end, the 20,000-mile calculation failed to take into consideration the gravity of both Earth and Moon. When the neutral-point discrepancy vanished, so did the idea that the Moon’s gravity was higher than officially calculated.

The Moongate hypothesis collapsed for me in 1998, but in 1996 I read another book on faked Moon landings by Ralph René. René got involved with Yull Brown and Dennis, and when I was briefly with Dennis in 1996-1997, I read René’s book. René showed that some photographs were altered, but that was about it for convincing evidence. NASA definitely played fast and loose in the editing room in its PR department, but it was also easy to see how the original images had been altered for NASA’s movies, posters, and other presentations. It did not mean that the originals were fakes. One of René’s presentations was a “C” on a Moon rock in a NASA photo, as well as a reticle (“crosshair”) that seemed superimposed on the photo, as if it was an error in making a composite image. What that photo really demonstrated was that it was not an original image, but was multiple generations from the original, so copying artifacts arose. The “C” rock was a hair in a subsequent generation, and the missing reticle was because of the contrast between the black reticle and white Apollo component, which caused the white to bleed over the reticle. There are numerous examples of that phenomenon with multigenerational copies of NASA images.

René also hypothesized that astronauts past the Van Allen Belt would have been killed by solar radiation, but that was an overblown risk. The year after I read René’s book, James Collier made a documentary that made the case for faked Moon landings. Collier predicted the likely electoral fraud in Florida that got George Bush the Second elected president in 2000, but Collier’s movie only demonstrated, once again, the “Hollywood” aspect of NASA’s official movies, that played fast and loose in the editing room. In 1999, David Percy and Mary Bennett published Dark Moon, which was the most substantial book yet on faked Moon landings.

From the autumn of 1999 to early 2001, I was a full-time accounting consultant and did not do much study or writing. In February 2001, I decided to try to get to the bottom of the Moon landing issue. Part of me was unhappy that I was being dragged into this issue. My initial interest was about what might have been covered up about the Moon landings, not if they were faked, but that barrage of faked Moon landings works kind of coerced me to try to get to the bottom of it. Only a week or two into my dive, a FOX TV show aired that featured Brian for about 15 seconds, saying that he could not be sure that NASA landed men on the Moon. When I saw that, I then felt that I was obligated to try to get to the bottom of it. Then, a few weeks later, Bart Sibrel made a video that argued that the Apollo 11 astronauts fabricated the illusion of seeing Earth from beyond low-Earth orbit. That video had me going for a few days, until I realized that what Bart had done was like a magician’s misdirection. While Bart focused on what the Apollo 11 astronauts might have done by fiddling with the image of Earth that was visible through the Apollo 11 hatch window, what he failed to understand was that the image of Earth itself was obviously not taken from low-Earth orbit. If it had, Earth’s surface would have rapidly rotated, as it does with all footage taken in low-Earth orbit.
I had a three-hour conversation with Bart, when I thought that maybe he had something, but a few days later I realized that he didn’t.

But Bart’s fervor was ignited by his abduction and incarceration when he tried to air his footage at a TV station. Greer’s allegations about what Armstrong and Aldrin might have encountered on the Moon aside, I also heard, at two degrees of separation, that a UFO once parked next to the ISS for a couple of days, from one of the ISS astronauts who was there when it happened. When my close friend was kidnapped for his underground technology show, which included antigravity tech, his abductors stated that what people were calling ET craft was really their technology, which is consistent with Greer’s statements that most so-called UFOs are human-made, not ET craft. Such human technologies are primitive imitations of ET tech.

There is plenty being covered up, and Bart triggered the spook security system with his rush to a TV station, which led to his abduction. I am sure that once the abductors saw Bart’s “evidence,” they breathed a sigh of relief and let him “escape.” Bart will go to his grave believing that he found something important.

For Brian’s part in it, he got Buzz Aldrin a job and shared an office with him. If you shared an office with Buzz, would you have asked him what it was like on the Moon? Brian asked a number of his fellow astronauts that question, and he received strange replies, which puzzled him and led to his doubts, but he also had many other encounters which showed how bogus official positions could be. Brian was never in the camp that argued that astronauts never left low-Earth orbit, but he wondered if the photographic record of the Moon from the Apollo missions was genuine. Greer said that there was faked Moon footage recorded on Earth, in case it was needed. This is all part of the bewildering three-ring circus around such events.

I spent most of my time, from February to July, 2001, looking at the evidence that those people presented for faked Moon landings. Every time, the evidence fell apart on scrutiny, as far as supporting the idea of faked Moon landings. I went through a laundry list of them in my cover-up essay. I won’t go through them all here, or else this would be a very long essay.

By June, about the only “anomaly” that survived was that the astronauts did not perform the feats predicted for them in the one-sixth Earth’s gravity on the Moon, but I then was helped in finding Neil Armstrong’s leap onto the Lunar Module when he left the lunar surface. That leap was done in low gravity, which meant the Moon. I soon contacted Brian about it, and that began our close collaborations.

I first published my cover-up essay in June 2001, and Gary Wean’s JFK-assassination scenario is now the mainstream one. The funny thing is that I am rarely asked about Gary’s story (or people propose their own whodunit scenarios), but I am barraged to this day on the Moon landings, as people keep asking me if they were faked! Bart went on the talk circuit a year ago, which led to more people who approached me, asking about faked Moon landings.

Brian was dogged to the end of his life on that issue, and soon before he died, I got him to write what was his final statement on the issue. Brian really regretted getting involved in the issue.

I have studied paleology since the 1990s, and I continue to marvel at new findings, as tools and techniques improve and new evidence is adduced, and one area is in mass spectrometry. Forty years ago, a scientist would have to sacrifice one entire fossil tooth for mass-spectrometry analysis, and today the required sample is about a pinprick of material. The science of radioactive decay is mature, and the Moon rocks brought back by the Apollo missions are older than any rocks on Earth. I regard it as impossible to fake Moon rocks that would give such ages. It is just one of many lines of evidence that support the idea of genuine Moon landings. Some have proposed that robots retrieved those rocks, but I see that as just more of the empty hypotheses that the faked-Moon-landing crowd spins all the time.

It is easy to sit back and imagine how things could have been faked, but I never saw any evidence for faked Moon landings that survived much scrutiny. In the end, I am glad that I took that dive, as it helped hone my tools of discernment. There is a mountain of rubbish on the fringes. There is real stuff, too, but it takes great effort and discernment to separate the wheat from the chaff. I have a healthy skepticism to all fringe claims, but real skepticism means finding out, not what the “skeptics” do.

I have witnessed a great deal of conspiracist lunacy over the years, and the QAnon follies are a recent example of it. I have watched many proponents of fringe topics compile their laundry lists of “evidence” for their positions, and their so-called evidence could be extremely flimsy, of the “Paul is dead” tabloid level. Even Mr. Skeptic did that when he attacked me in forums, with his laundry list of lies and half-truths.

It really gets tiring to be ignored on the JFK issue, for which I have no doubt that Lee Harvey Oswald was not the assassin (as would any reasonable person who did the work), to be constantly asked about the Moon landings by people who will not do the work to find out for themselves. It really does not take much effort, especially when people such as me have laid out the evidence.

With the recent Artemis II flight, I saw many comments to articles that even called the Artemis mission faked, which is close to Earth is flat “theorizing.” I have found that people can believe anything, no matter what the evidence is. The trans craze is a recent example, so both “left” and “right” are not immune to this. I see that insanity every day in all directions. It calls to mind Brian’s question of whether humanity is a sentient species. Time is short to demonstrate it.

Until NASA lands more astronauts on the Moon, this issue of faked Moon landings will likely continue. There are vastly more important issues on Earth than faked Moon landings.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

I have been writing about what I call the medical racket since the 1990s. I began studying it in 1990, and Ralph Hovnanian’s Medical Dark Ages was a milestone for me. This will be an introductory post that will provide an overview and show that at its root, Western Medicine is a racket largely because men dominate it. I think that this issue is best seen as a conflict of paradigms.

The vast majority of medical care over the human journey was administered by women on family members. As the mythology of Ancient Greek medicine made clear, feminine medicine was focused on prevention, including nutrition, sanitation, and hygiene, and feminine medicine uses gentle treatments such as herbs. Masculine medicine, which dominates Western medicine, is a form of warfare. It really is about that simple.

Also, in a world of scarcity and fear, the greed-based ideology of capitalism dominates the world economy, so Western medicine, above all other considerations, is about making profits. That it also kills millions of people is irrelevant. Corporations are functional psychopaths. Consequently, Western medical mythology thrives to this day, as treatments that kill people are hailed as miracle treatments. I will briefly survey some of that in this post.

Life on Earth has never been easy, and that goes for the human journey. Until the Industrial Revolution, half of all children died, in a trend that goes back to gorillas. The diseases that kill most people in industrialized societies – which are degenerative diseases such as circulatory, cancer, diabetes, and increasingly Alzheimer’s – were largely unknown before rise of civilization, so they have been called the diseases of civilization. Also, infectious diseases were rare when humans were scattered across the planet. But when humans began to live in cities, the crowding and filth led to epidemics.

The rise of civilization led to the rise of professions, and the first professional medicine was performed in the first civilization, as attested by the cuneiform tablets that have survived. Malaria spread with farming, for instance, as sodden fields propagated it.

Women’s status declined with the rise of civilization, as they became the broodmares of agrarian economies. Men consequently dominated many early professions, but by the time of Hippocrates, doing no harm through medical treatment was part of the oath that physicians took. That idea was largely discarded in favor of the warfare-model of masculine medicine.

Western medicine is good at emergency medicine, which was developed on battlefields, and reconstructive surgeries. But it is a miserable failure for nearly everything else, and especially degenerative and infectious diseases, which have both become rackets (1, 2).

The people in those rackets drink the Kool-Aid of their indoctrination and conditioning and never learn any differently. That is common with all rackets.

Ed Herman invented such constructs as the bloodbath framework, Propaganda Model, and the media’s disparity in treatment of worthy and unworthy victims. Ed’s coauthor when he invented those ideas was Noam Chomsky. Noam observed that people who fail to drink the Kool-Aid are weeded out of the system, beginning around kindergarten, so that mainstream journalists do not have to be told what to write, as they slavishly adhere to mainstream assumptions, such as American imperial benevolence and the wonders of capitalism. Noam argued that the Propaganda Model was just a special case of the constraints that all intellectuals in capitalist societies are subjected to. Noam even took it back to the Old Testament and the prophets. Calling out elite crimes has always been hazardous.

The Propaganda Model is a conflict-of-interest structural model of how the media operates. Instead of pursuing the truth, the mainstream media instead brainwashes the public on behalf of elite interests. This situation conforms to the 1% conspiracy and 99% complicity dynamic that I have long written about. That humanity readily falls in line with the shepherding does not mean that the shepherd does not know what he is doing. For the herd’s size, the shepherd’s task is surprisingly easy.

I survived organized suppression, and recently revealed the identity of one of the corporate hit men who was sicced on us. Such conspiracies are very real, but the activities are still at least 90% structural, of people’s just doing their jobs in a system with perverse incentives. The greatest lesson of my journey is that personal integrity is the world’s scarcest commodity, as people refuse to be responsible for their lives and play victims instead of creators.

When my family changed its diet from processed food to whole food when I was 12 to save my father’s health it led to a health miracle. The book that inspired that change was banned in the USA in the next decade for being contrary to medical dogma. Today, that book’s advice forms the first line of defense for mainstream medicine. I am surprised that I lived to see that.

By early adulthood, I strongly suspected that the same dynamics that led to heart disease was common to all degenerative diseases. But it was not until five years ago that I read what the common denominator is: metabolic disease. I see it all the time these days. Basically, processed food feeds electrons too quickly to the electron transport chains in the mitochondria that make nearly all human ATP, which is the coin of energy of all life on Earth. The clogged chains then lead to free radicals that ultimately kill cells. That is the basic dynamic of all degenerative disease, no matter what organs or systems are affected. Alzheimer’s is just organ failure of the brain and diabetes is the failure of the pancreas, etc.

The mainstream treatments for circulatory disease, such as bypass surgery and statins, are completely worthless, as even admitted by the orthodox studies, as they do not extend life expectancies at all. The same goes for orthodox cancer treatments, which all attack the tumor. Medical interventions are therefore worthless for degenerative diseases, but that is where the money is. All that Western medicine does is the manage symptoms of degenerative diseases, not treat the underlying cause. Big Food is vertically integrated with Big Pharma, as addictive Western diets keep a steady stream of customers for the medical racket.

When I first wrote my medical racket essay, I was focused on degenerative diseases, especially cancer. But I also studied the origins of infectious-disease theory, which Louis Pasteur is largely credited with. Pasteur was a scoundrel who sought money and fame, his germ theory of disease seems to be a partial plagiarism of a contemporary, and the official history of Pasteur’s career is largely a fairy tale. Pasteur’s contemporary was far ahead of his time, and his work remains obscure.

While Jenner is considered the father of vaccination, Pasteur was the first great commercializer. There is simply no credible evidence that vaccines ever conquered a disease. Improvements in sanitation, nutrition, and hygiene ended infectious disease, not medical interventions.

There is also strong evidence that vaccines have shortened many millions of lives. My studies in these areas showed me that Western biomedical science has a very poor understanding of immunity and health. That is partly because it is so corrupt. Even the defenders of science admit that biomedical science is the flimsiest and most corrupt branch of science, primarily because it is riddled with conflicts of interest, as the people who fund biomedical research are almost always trying to profit from it, which is a prescription for corruption.

I am currently reading Aaron Siri’s Vaccines, Amen, which I will report on one day. Through legal proceedings that Siri was part of, it is clear that there is no good evidence that vaccines are safe, and even their alleged effectiveness is largely propaganda, not based on evidence.

I wrote a post on measles last year, in response to media hysteria over a measles outbreak in Texas. My favorite vaccination statistic is that between 1840, when measles deaths were at their peak in England, to the 1960s, when the measles vaccine was introduced, the measles death rate in England declined by 99.96%. Between 1900 and 1962, the year before the measles vaccine was introduced in the USA, the American measles death rate declined by 98%. But the dogma is that measles was conquered by vaccines. Bigger lies have seldom been told.

An amusing anecdote in Siri’s book was when an MD acquaintance of his one day announced that measles had been conquered by vaccines. Siri replied that the measles death rate in the USA declined by 98% between 1900 and 1962, the year before the measles vaccine was introduced. Then Siri asked what caused that decline, and the MD trumpeted that vaccines were responsible. Siri again repeated that the decline happened before the vaccine was introduced, so how could the vaccine be responsible, and the MD again trumpeted that vaccines did it. It took three attempts by Siri for that MD to finally understand that vaccines could not be responsible for that decline. Unfortunately, that kind of idiotic reaction is not unusual. MDs only know what they are taught, and if they are taught lies, they will spout lies.

In Siri’s book, he echoed Noam’s observation on how journalists parrot elite propaganda in their work. Siri sees medical professionals the same way. They believe in their work, even when there is no objective evidence that supports their belief. Even Noam fell under the spell of medical propaganda when he advocated ostracism of people who did not get COVID vaccines.

Much of Siri’s book is on how there is no credible evidence that vaccines are safe, and the 1986 law that shielded vaccine makers from liability removed any incentive to make vaccines safe. It is one long tale of corruption and scandal, orchestrated by Big Pharma. Siri cited the study led by vaccine legend Peter Aaby that showed how African girls who received a Bill Gates campaign MMR vaccine had ten times the death rate of those that didn’t. Gates wrecked the careers of those scientist who showed that the vaccine emperor was stark naked. Siri also cited a huge study in Japan that showed that people who got measles were far healthier than those that didn’t, with half the death rate from heart disease, for instance. This highlights the idea that mild childhood diseases help the immune system develop and lead to a lifetime of good health.

In summary, medical interventions are generally worthless for degenerative and infectious disease, but those treatments bring in trillions of dollars in revenue each year. I have long stated that science in what I call the Fifth Epoch will only bear a faint resemblance to today’s version of science, and especially biomedical science. In the Fifth Epoch, everybody will live to be 100 and they will be healthy the entire way, with almost no medical interventions, as our primitive times end.

This post is an overview, and I’ll get into more detail in future posts.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

This post will continue the oral history posts. I left off in my first year in Ohio as a newlywed, as I looked for work, studied, and enjoyed living in Ohio. If it had mountains, I could have stayed. Life was far easier than living on the coasts. Those were happy years for me, in the early years of my marriage.

I temped in the back office of a savings and loan for several months, and saw some of the fallout from the scandal. After nearly a year in Ohio, I landed a job as a controller for a trucking company, where I worked for five years. My career was either 60-hour weeks or unemployment, with little in-between, in my insane profession.

My professor/partner Wayne had his life ruined by the events in Ventura, which led to his early death, which was my journey’s greatest sorrow. I’ll make a post on Wayne soon. After several months at that trucking company, Dennis invited me to Las Vegas, to see what he got going after Ventura. Dennis had mounted an advertising campaign for free energy, to late-night couch potatoes. I was on my way to today’s approach, and aiming for couch potatoes was aiming very low. I witnessed an attempt to steal Dennis’s company while I returned home, in a surreal scene. It was the usual. Dennis also got involved with the Patriot Movement in those days. Those approaches did not interest me at all.

When the judge took Dennis’s attorney hostage in Ventura, his attorney promised that it would take several years for the appeals to work their way through the legal system, but everything about Dennis’s case set records, and he was kangarooed into prison two years after his plea bargain, in which his “crime” was failing to file a form.

We will never know who did it, but somebody on the inside fraudulently altered Dennis’s security file in an attempt to get him murdered by the inmates, which nearly worked. Dennis got “lucky,” and “only” had some fingers broken and teeth knocked out. When I saw Dennis last year, he told me more about it, which I discuss more in the accompanying video. I learned in those days how the system treats real criminals in Southern California: they get off scot-free. California is the most corrupt state in the USA.

I saw Dennis the day after his release from prison in the spring of 1994, and I also saw him within hours of his release from jail. He regarded his time behind bars as a kind of vacation, and he was ready to go back at it harder than ever. You had to see it to believe it.

Five years as a controller wore me out, but I had my career’s epiphany at the end of it, saw how to easily improve millions of lives, but nobody was interested. Dennis began barnstorming the USA in early 1996. After more than seven years of trying, he finally got me to work for him again, which I should not have done, and I nearly went to prison for my trouble, which I will discuss later.

Between my stints with Dennis, my close friend had his underground technology show. With that show and the revelations of Sparky Sweet’s ordeal, I knew that free-energy technology was real, along with antigravity and other mind-boggling technologies.

Before I went back to work for Dennis in late 1996, I wrote my first website, which was partly the fruit of those early days of study.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

Over these video posts, I have been covering organized suppression, spooks (1), and related matters. It took me many years, of having this and that experience, hearing fellow travelers speak and trading notes with them, for me to construct the picture of how I see things in those areas. The comings posts will condense those events and show how they connected in forming my views on these subjects.

My father had to get a top-secret security clearance to work in NASA’s Mission Control Room. Brian O’Leary also had to get one to become an astronaut. The naval bases that my father worked on had security, and I only visited them during the annual air shows, when the Blue Angels flew over and there were naval demonstrations. I didn’t think much of it, as it was just what I was raised around, along with Cold War ideology. I nearly went to the Air Force Academy because of being raised that way. Becoming a soldier was just what my family did. I am the first man, going back more than century up my family tree, who did not become a soldier.

My next brush with that world was when I discovered that a close relative was a contract CIA agent who worked for Henry Kissinger. He was once ordered to kill a member of his team, who was a suspected double agent. He didn’t like doing it, but orders were orders. He later drank himself to death, which is a common spook fate. In recent years, I read that Allen Dulles relished having double agents killed, which took me back many years when I read that. A friend taught Silva Mind Control, and was once approached by a CIA man on the run, as his entire team came to untimely ends in their “retirement.”

I was also introduced to the mobster world when young, when I heard about the days of my stepfather in Las Vegas, when he lived across the street from the mobster who ran Vegas in the Rat Pack days. When I chased Dennis Lee out to Boston and lived with him and his family for year, as I became his partner, I heard many more mobster stories. Dennis survived several Mob hit attempts, and the skills developed in his Special Forces days helped him survive. I worked in Skid Row LA early in my career, quickly became streetwise, and walking past a dead body on the way to lunch one day kind of epitomized my days in Skid Row.

I have written that my first big awakening moment during my ride with Dennis was when his company was stolen and I watched the employees cheer the theft. I did not realize for many years afterward that that event was likely orchestrated by the global elite, and they were likely involved in the organized suppression in Seattle.

So, I had numerous connections to the spook and crime worlds when I became Dennis’s partner, and that comes next. In the accompanying videos, I go into more detail than is in my written posts, so I bring a lot of color to the events that I listed in this post and in coming posts.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

When I had my first energy dreams when I was 15, I imagined that certain interests would not be thrilled by breakthrough energy technology, but I really couldn’t fathom whom it might be.

The day that I met Dennis Lee, and he declared his intention to compete with the electric companies, I did not yet understand what they had done to Dennis’s company, and I would not fully realize it until I read Dennis’s first book, written from his jail cell.

The first time that it began to really hit home with me (other than working for free) was when I gave Dennis a ride home after a couple of months of working for him, and he told me about his employee’s death, which radicalized Dennis on his energy journey. Bill Delp was a corporate hit man. You can read his glowing eulogies. I have murderer relatives, and they also could be charming and affable, which is a trait of psychopaths. Like mobsters, they can take care of their families (when they aren’t killing them). I have read several books by Hitler’s assistants (bodyguard, secretary, chauffeur, etc.) and he was a “good boss” who showed concern for the wellbeing of people who worked for him, as he ordered the deaths of millions. I have long tried to understand such minds, but it is not easy to. They have some rough afterlives. All roads lead home, but the dark path can be dark indeed.

I was so on fire, because of what that voice in my head led me to, and I thought that I was surrounded by people who believed in the cause. I had a lot of naïveté to lose, and it soon began. The first big event in that process was the theft of Dennis’s company, engineered by my boss, in cahoots with Mormon swindlers, who stole the company of Dennis’s financier as a way to steal Dennis’s. But my big moment of awakening was watching the employees cheer the theft, who were the same people who gave Dennis a standing ovation on the day that I met him. It took nearly another 20 years before I heard that the Mormon Financial Empire was the ringleader of the global elite. A Mormon was also the ringleader of the theft of our Ventura company. Was that all a string of coincidences? I doubt it.

Dennis learned that the Mormon Financial Empire was also the biggest investor in Washington State’s electric companies. Dennis was in the lion’s den and didn’t know it. Washington State’s attorney general was a gangster, with underlings such as Betsy and her replacement, when Betsy’s conscience finally got to her after her nose was rubbed in her crimes (her conscience was not too refined). Betsy was the best of the corrupt officials that were sicced on our companies over the years. There is a line of people like that, eager to get their hands soaked in the blood of the innocent to advance their careers. It was even worse in my home town of Ventura (1, 2).

My second big awakening moment in my Seattle days was when I saw several groups fight over the carcass of Dennis’s stolen company. But my learning curve did not really begin to steepen until after I became Dennis’s partner. I began hearing the story of his life, in late evenings at our home in Boston. I was soon attacked by a former girlfriend, who was about my smallest investor, before I gave her double her money back to get rid of her.

I did not know it at the time, but soon after becoming Dennis’s partner, we began hearing from the “White Hat” and “Black Hat” factions of the global elite. The White Hats made encouraging phone calls to Dennis in the night, while the Black Hats soon made us the $10 million friendly buyout offer. I did not know that it was the friendly buyout offer until I heard Tom Bearden talk about them in 1998, and he said that $10 million was the going rate. Several years after that, I heard Steven Greer say that the global elite had paid out $100 billion in such buyouts.

This was all while Dennis got the red-carpet treatment from the most powerful electric executive in New England, while local officials were sharpening their axes.

When I heard Bearden talk, I wanted to discuss some issues with him, but he was not interested. It took another decade before I realized that during my second stint with Dennis, we were targeted by a huge sting operation, but I get ahead of myself. My point here is that it regularly took years afterward, even many years, for those seemingly disparate events to connect and draw the picture for me of what was likely happening.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

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In Seattle, my relationship with Bob Van Der Maas (AKA “Mr. Inventor”) was when the bloom began to come off the rose for me and inventors. His story of helping General Motors steal patents, and how he knew about a 70-MPG Chevy pickup that somehow got into a customer’s hands, was part of my education, but I also grew up hearing such tales. I have heard anecdotes for all three Detroit companies and their suppression of high-MPG technology, from direct participants, and as I was leaving that trucking company in 1996, I heard from a colleague about another one. When Dennis Lee tried to do it, it came back full-circle to my youth.

That kind of industrial corruption and intrigue is all too familiar for me. What was particularly interesting about my colleague’s experience was how they raised the offer by a hundred times. I heard that same story when I was a young man, about how Arab sheiks do deals. They start out talking about deals for $10 million, and if they do not get what they want, then it becomes a $1 billion deal. That same thing happened to us, when the initial offer was for $10 million, and a year later, the CIA delivered a $1 billion “offer,” before the boom was lowered on us. They made Dennis Lee an offer that he could not refuse, and he barely survived the experience.

Stan Meyer also reported a $1 billion offer from an Arab sheik. Dennis warned Stan about getting involved with the government. Stan did not heed Dennis and soon died during a meeting with investors, for one of many “coincidental” untimely ends in this milieu, such Eugene Mallove’s murder the same week that he committed to be our first conference speaker. Steven Greer reported that military officials dangled $2 billion to try to co-opt his effort, and led a smear campaign when he refused. Those same officials made Brian O’Leary an “offer” at the same time, and Brian nearly died almost immediately after refusing the “offer.” Several years later, Greer mounted Congressional hearings on UFOs, his team immediately came down with strange and advanced forms of cancer, and Greer was the only survivor. The year before, William Colby was found floating in a river soon after allegedly contacting Greer’s organization to transfer exotic tech to them. That was the same year that we were subjected to that elaborate sting operation, which happened not that long after my friend was kidnapped for his underground technology show and Sparky Sweet came to his grim end, after which his equipment and documentation were seized.

This is the world that I have lived in, and almost nobody on Earth can handle even hearing about that reality. “Skeptics” dismiss it all with lies and irrationality, the tabloid conspiracist crowd goes off the deep end, and the general public usually reacts with denial, fear, and indifference, or they are looking for entertainment.

My effort needs people who can handle these realities. I do not ask them to risk their lives, but they need to be aware of these realities and stay grounded. Few people are able to, as denial or paranoia usually arises.

When I became Dennis’s partner in Boston, the weird stuff began happening (along with the structural aspects of it), and it greatly escalated in Ventura, which comes next.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

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This series of spook posts is partly intended to show how I gradually built my views on this subject. Also, there are several facets and interactions. While the Mormon Financial Empire was likely the prime mover behind what happened in Seattle, other dynamics happened. The electric companies did not need to be told what a threat Dennis Lee’s efforts presented: billions of dollars in lost revenue – the kind of “bad load” that Amory Lovins wrote about. Dennis naively believed the full-page ads from the electric companies that called for conservation. He thought that he would get a tickertape parade, but the opposite happened.

Bill Delp, who was a corporate hit man, worked for the Bonneville Power Administration (“BPA”), which was the ringleader of Washington’s electric companies. A man in the BPA’s conservation department admitted that Dennis was all that his department thought about for months. The federal bankruptcy court allowed Bill’s fraudulent lawsuit to strangle Dennis’s company, which was then stolen by Mormon grifters. Killing a woman did not even slow Bill down, and he closely worked with Betsy at the attorney general’s office, who quit when her conscience finally awakened after her nose had been rubbed in her crimes, and Dennis later had an amazing encounter with her. My first big awakening moment with Dennis was when the employees cheered the theft of Dennis’s company.

But those events (and many others that would take too long to recount here) comprised the earliest example of what I came to call the 1% conspiracy and 99% complicity dynamic, and it was really my first big chapter of learning my journey’s primary lesson. To heap all of the responsibility onto the shoulders of the Mormon Financial Empire is misleading, as nearly everybody helped out, often eagerly. That all happened before we began to pursue free energy, when it began to become surreal.

We heard from the so-called White Hats and Black Hats in Boston, although it was many years before I realized it. But the man that we hired to run the operation when we left for Ventura tried to steal it, which I soon learned was normal.

Soon after we hit Ventura, I witnessed more attempts to steal our company, and I told Dennis how shocking it was to see. He replied that the first 50 times that he saw it, he was shocked, too. Then the rocket took off, when Dennis hit on a national program to sell kits on how to sell, build, and install his heat pump. Money began flooding in and we went from a few volunteers to 40 employees in about two months. Around Christmas of that year (1987), as I helped a half-drunken Dennis leave the office, to drive him home, Dennis said that the “Big Boys’” eyes had to be bugging out, seeing what we had going, and I thought to myself that if they did not stop us soon, they might not be able to. That was grimly prophetic.

I was raised only a few miles from the seat of Ventura County’s government, but I had no idea that it was often considered the most corrupt county in the USA. I was about to learn that the hard way. The sheriff’s department began an “investigation” of us in late 1987 and raided us on January 14, 1988, which began my life’s worst year. Not only was it a death blow aimed at our company, the raid was an espionage exercise. Who did those deputies steal our technical information for? I think that it is highly likely that the stolen documents ended up in the hands of the global elite. Mr. Researcher, whose office was ransacked, was never the same after that. That is an example of where officials worked directly on behalf of the spooks. I doubt that Mr. Deputy knew whom they stole the documents for or why. He was just a hit man, and he chased his big promotion, as did his sidekick. It was his career-making case.

One of the greatest events of those days I did not find out about until I read it in Dennis’s book in 1996: the CIA’s $1 billion offer to fold the operation. I read that around the same time that I heard Ron Waugh tell me his story. That the CIA’s offer was 100 times the initial one fit right in, and $1 billion also fit right in with such offers. The CIA man said that he represented “European interests,” but they were almost certainly members of the global elite. When Dennis turned it down, the CIA man likely then arranged for Dennis’s arrest and subsequent treatment a few weeks later. That was a classic offer that could not be refused.

In Seattle, Bill Delp worked with Betsy on what I have come to call an “inside-outside” job, in which a provocateur works on the inside while corrupt officials, the media, and others attack from the outside, to collapse the target organization. In Ventura, Ken Hodgell and Mr. Deputy orchestrated the inside-outside job. Hodgell was a Mormon, just as those grifters were who stole the Seattle company. I doubt that it was a coincidence. I think that what happened in Ventura was only a more refined version of the playbook that was used on us in Seattle. They just took it to a new level. And the employees piled on, as usual, stealing everything that they could. Like Bill Delp, Ken Hodgell was a contract agent, and contract agents have to fend for themselves between assignments, and Ken spent many years in prison from a Mormon scam that stole tens of millions of dollars, which is why I felt comfortable naming him while he is alive.

In ways, those events were not too educational, other than seeing the depths that people could sink to, and my next big awakening moment was when Stan (Mr. Engineer) told me that he and Mr. Researcher were going to work for Ken. I could not believe it at first. It felt like I was in Invasion of the Body Snatchers, as nearly everybody around me transformed into pod people. A few of us stood up to them, and none more than Wayne (Mr. Professor), who was the hero of the Ventura ordeal. His heroics costed him his life, which was my journey’s greatest sorrow.

The Ventura days, however, were highly educational from all the people that approached us, as we were an alternative mecca before we were wiped out. I previously mentioned the man who called me, who talked to Einstein one day. That was one of the few lighthearted moments, and we heard far more nightmare stories, such as that told by the windmill entrepreneur and the platinum miner. I knew something about the medical racket in those days, and I talked with some elderly gentlemen who were at a conference where Max Gerson was poisoned. I heard similar tales from Wayne’s wife, who was hip to alternative medicine. That was before my days of study began, reading Medical Dark Ages, etc. I heard of free-energy inventors who were murdered, and burning down the house and then bulldozing it also seemed to be part of the playbook.

Also, in those days, I learned that JFK was killed in a backfired CIA operation. When I heard, many years later, that his murder may have been related to the ET issue, it fit right in. That situation is Spook Central. As an aside, that all happened only a few years after Mark Comings’s ordeal in California. At the same time as we were being wiped out in Ventura, Rodney Stich was kangarooed into prison in California by the CIA and friends. Gary Wean published the book of his odyssey the year before. When I state that California is the most corrupt state in the USA, I am not making it up.

Many of those threats, murders, and other assaults were spook-related. Maybe even all of them. I encountered other events in those days, of Arab sheiks and the like, to know what a shark tank those fringe waters could be. When Dennis was eventually kangarooed into prison and almost murdered there, corrupt officials were definitely involved. Like with what happened in Seattle, there was likely orchestration from the global elite, and spooks were likely involved. I can’t connect all of the dots, but those who think that there are no connections are deluded and/or performing their jobs to keep the public’s collective mind managed. Dennis has had the attention of the global elite at least since Seattle, and I have assumed that I have been under surveillance since the 1980s.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

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My work covers a bewildering array of topics, not only because it is comprehensive, but also because my journey was so wild. Dennis Lee’s was far wilder, and in some ways, Brian O’Leary’s was, too. My work just covers a lot of territory, and presenting it all presents challenges in organizing it. This series has been done in chronological order, with side-trips to cover topics that I feel deserve more in-depth treatment. I thought about another medical racket post and another spook post, but decided to cover my second stint with Dennis. That is quite a story, it will take a few posts, and it permanently cured me on thinking that the businessman’s approach to free energy would work, or that inventors were a key. Inventors are a small and unreliable piece of the puzzle, and the businessman’s path for bringing free energy to the world will not work, not in today’s environment.

My second stint with Dennis arguably began when he got out of prison in 1994. I was at my peak satisfaction with my job as a trucking company controller. It was a gritty job, but it was going OK and I was down to probably “only” 50 hours a week in those days. But the parent company initiated a huge system conversion, which wiped me out over the next two years. I had made many system changes, and it took a year to get back most of those modifications after the conversion. I was training my protégé to take over one day. My wife was graduating with her doctorate and working to get her license, and we were not going to live in Ohio forever, no matter how pleasant those years were for me. If Ohio had mountains, I could have stayed, but my wife had other plans.

Dennis visited me in early 1995, as he began to stir things up again, and in early 1996 he began barnstorming the USA, just as Brian O’Leary was beginning his ride as the Paul Revere of Free Energy. At Brian’s suggestion, I soon introduced them, as they spoke at the same New Age expo. I believe that it was in February of 1996, just as I was going on Prozac, that Dennis’s show came through Columbus, and my protégé and I attended it. Instead of the 30 people that I expected, there were 300. Soon afterward, Dennis’s wife Alison flew me to New Jersey to help advise her on setting up their accounting system, as they were flying high again.

My health was failing, with another stress breakdown – the fourth of my career – and by June I had stepped down. I worked half-time as my protégé took over. He collapsed in my office two weeks into his tenure, as the job was so stressful, and he left by the end of the year. By the summer of 1996, Dennis was on his second tour, and my wife and I attended his show in Cleveland. Dennis planned his tour finale in Philadelphia, in the stadium where the Philadelphia 76-ers play basketball. By his second tour, he had teamed up with Yull Brown, and he first paid Yull in Krugerrands.

Dennis began, once again, trying to recruit me into his effort. I was in no shape to go back into that hurricane, and I should have declined. The tour-ending show was in late September of 1996. I took off from work (I would have still worked my 20 hours per week), and lost my part-time job over it. A new president came in in early 1996, who not only ran the company into the ground, but he presided over an accounting scandal that took down not only that company, but its parent and sister companies. My idea to take the company paperless was ignored (I was a generation ahead of my time). My idea to give a million truck drivers their lives back also went nowhere – nobody wanted to hear it.

In 1990, I read Christopher Bird’s book on Gaston Naessens and his novel immune system treatment, which had cured cancer and AIDS. That book began my medical racket studies. Bird’s next project was Yull, but he died before he wrote his book. But he wrote several articles, and when I went to New Jersey to help with the Philly show, I read all that I could on Yull.

There is no doubt that Dennis had the world’s best heating system, which has been completely wiped out in North America. Dennis’s program of putting the world’s best heating system on people’s homes for free is still the most brilliant and benevolent business strategy that I ever heard of. Dennis’s IQ is higher than mine, but Dennis is no scientist. I have written at length on the technical deficiencies of people who worked for Dennis, such as that young engineer who was unable to think past his textbooks, even when he produced data that defied them.

Very few of the technically trained are creatively talented (1% or so), and Dennis never again had somebody like Mr. Mentor in his operation, who could critically examine inventions. Dennis often sprayed money at inventors like a drunken sailor, and they often did not have viable technologies. That was a genuine criticism of Dennis’s efforts. Personally, I wanted to sell the world’s best heating system and fund R&D from the profits. This was an area where Dennis and I differed. Dennis was into selling business opportunities. I really wasn’t, especially to fund R&D. But because Dennis always started from nothing after being wiped out, that was his approach to get going. It was a populist approach, and it attracted the greedy, gangsters, and the like. Much later, I realized that Dennis appealed to the three dominant population-management ideologies in the USA: nationalism, capitalism, and organized religion. That not only attracts people of self-serving motivation (they are in-group ideologies), but those ideologies short-circuit people’s sentience. I eventually realized that a successful effort for bringing free energy to the world has to aim far higher than that. By that time, I was well aware that free-energy and antigravity tech were real.

The first patent on producing what became known as Brown’s Gas was issued to inventor William Rhodes. Brown’s Gas is strange stuff, and its most controversial aspect is its alleged ability to cause low-energy nuclear reactions. Here are some links to it (1, 2, 3). I saw a tape of Yull doing it. Wayne (Mr. Professor) also came for the Philly show. Dennis assigned us to pick Yull up from the airport on his flight from California. We drove to Newark, but Yull was not in the plane. He got paranoid about some fellow passengers (who just looked like teenage-rocker types to me). Wayne and I went the next day, and Yull was also not on the flight. We got back to the compound, to be informed that Yull was on another flight. Wayne then bowed out and I drove back to Newark. I actually caught Yull as he was about to take a cab to a hotel. Three trips to the airport to pick up Yull was a little preview of our problems with Yull.

On the drive from the airport, we discussed Christopher Bird a little (Yull called him a “good man”). In the accompanying video I describe in detail of how Yull smuggled radioactive material on the plane and how he experimented with radioactive material on himself. He was planning to perform the neutralization demonstration at the Philly show. The Nuclear Regulatory Commission initially gave permission, but revoked it just before the show, and we heard that federal marshals would arrest Yull and Dennis if they tried the demonstration. That was going to be the show’s highlight. Yull spent 12 years in Soviet Gulags and Turkish prisons, and Dennis was still on parole at the time. Neither one wanted to get locked up again.

The Philly show had 5,000 people attend, and Yull was its centerpiece. Yull got a standing ovation, and he watched that video of the ovation for the rest of his life. After the show, I had to get back to my job, but the president fired me instead. I was already on my way out, so it was not a big deal, and Dennis kept trying to hire me. I finally said yes, but took October to write my first website.

In my absence, Dennis had a member of his network become Yull’s assistant and bodyguard. They met Al Gore at the White House right after the Philly show. I could have gone. At that meeting, Yull mentioned that Dennis was promoting him, and a White House staffer replied that Yull had better hope that the president did not hear that. Dennis had White House attention from the 1980s to at least Obama and likely afterwards.

I have many story lines from my second stint with Dennis, and I’ll cover them, but this post will focus on Yull. Yull was from Bulgaria, worked for the Nazis in Greece, then lived in Moscow but his wife turned him in to the KGB, and Yull spent six years in Soviet gulags, which he should not have survived. He then tried to escape Bulgaria into Turkey and was apprehended, and spent five years in Turkish prisons (he said that the Turkish prisons were worse than the gulags). When he got out of prison he tried to come to the USA, but he could only get Australia, and that is where he began his research into what became known as Brown’s Gas. He eventually made it to LA, but never got a Green Card. China built Yull a city with 2,000 scientists in it, devoted to Brown’s Gas, but Yull still wanted to live in the USA. I heard plenty of Yull stories during my second stint with Dennis, such as when he was served monkey brain as an honored guest in China. Yull became a Buddhist monk.

Dennis bought a hotel room for Yull at a nearby resort, but Yull never stayed there (but I did), wandering around the USA instead. That comedy at the airport was just a preview of Yull’s paranoia. He had reasons for some of his paranoia, but we were not one of them. Yull didn’t know who his friends were, and his distrust of us helped wreck it with Yull. Dennis paid Yull $250K as his commission for a $1 million shipment of Brown’s gas machines from China.

I saw another parade of inventors come through the organization. I heard from Dennis about Mr. Copycat, who copied Yull’s work. Yull also had supporters in LA who attacked Dennis. It was a real naïve bunch, but I also heard through them that Yull was very hard to work with and never signed anything that could help put together a deal.

Congressman Berkley Bedell was cured of prostate cancer by Naessens’s treatment, and founded a department of alternative medicine at the NIH, but the NIH was too corrupt for it to make much headway. Bedell badgered the Department of Energy (“DOE”) enough to have them attend one of Yull’s transmutation demonstrations in 1992. The sample had its radioactivity reduced by 96%, but the DOE personnel did logical backflips to explain it away and tried to get Yull’s operation shut down. That was not exactly a spirit of scientific inquiry.

In February 1997, Dennis and I spoke at DOE hearings about using Brown’s Gas to solve the nuclear waste problem, and the man who ran the hearings admitted to us that nuclear waste management was a racket.

Not long after that, Dennis picked me up at home and played a tape for me. Dennis recorded all of his phone calls in those days, and he played a call with Yull, which lasted at least a half hour. The Brown’s Gas machines were not quite working as advertised for welding. Dennis asked only a few questions, and he mostly just listened to Yull, who was kind of doing fast talking. Dennis made some comment that Yull had put him in a bind, and Yull yelled, “You made plenty of money off of me!” Yull showed his true colors in that call, and Dennis then pressed Yull to enter into a deal to help Dennis market Yull’s technology. Yull came back in a letter with crazy demands, such as being paid $5 million before their relationship went any further.

That was it for Dennis and Yull. Yull left Dennis high and dry. Yull kept vagabonding across the planet, first to China, and then to Australia, but the container that he tried to get through Australian customs was radioactive, and Yull died a few months later, in 1998.

I had largely had it with inventors during my first stint with Dennis, and Yull was nearly the last straw for me and inventors. But there was more to come.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

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The previous post largely dealt Dennis Lee’s travails with Yull Brown. This post is going to deal with other strange aspects of my brief and final stint with Dennis. I have long written about billionaire “philanthropists,” and my awareness of the issue began with that stint with Dennis. I know that Dennis was wheeling and dealing before I arrived on the scene, and Dennis had me get my passport renewed. I went to Europe in 1974 and had not needed a passport since then, but Dennis wanted me to close a deal in London. Dennis was on parole and couldn’t, so I was his first pick. Well, thank god it never happened, because I might have never come back, and that takes some telling.

I don’t know what the London deal was about, but when I rejoined Dennis, he was involved with a Christian group. Dennis has always loudly proclaimed his Christianity, so getting involved with Christian groups was not surprising, but this one was different. The group was based in Canada, and they alleged that they had a trust with $1 trillion in assets. Yes, trillion with a “t.” I had never heard of anything like it.

The story that I heard from Dennis, and eventually from the trustees, was that they had formed a trust. It had $1 trillion in assets, $980 billion in liabilities, and “only” $20 billion in equity. They also alleged around $20 billion or so in cash, as I recall. But when the Soviet Union was collapsing and starving soldiers were guarding nuclear missiles, that group allegedly gave $1 billion in food and supplies to the Soviet military, to keep it stable. In those days, some nuclear weapons “disappeared,” including suitcase nukes. I read in the early 1990s about a journalist who posed as a buyer for an Arab sheik, got in the room with a nuclear warhead, and the price was $3 million. I have other stories to tell of the Soviet Union’s collapse, which I will do later.

Dennis gave me a tape of a news clip by a Canadian TV station about that group’s $1 billion donation to the Soviet Union, the reporter asked who the heck they were, and the trustee replied with “We are just Christian businessmen.” The further story was that soon after that event, the banking system, in Canada and I believe the USA, simply froze the trust’s cash, claiming that they were moving around so much money that it was breaking the banking system, which would be a blatant lie.

When I came aboard in November 1996, those trustees were broke. A trillion dollars in assets, and they could not touch any of it. One of their assets was a gold mine in the Philippines. It was one of the strangest stories that I ever heard. The trustees said that they wanted to fund Dennis, but they could not touch their money. Dennis gave them $10K one day, to keep them going. At one point, the primary trustee pledged $100 million in trust assets to support Dennis, but it did not seem to really be worth anything.

Part of my first website was about the genocide of the natives of the Western Hemisphere by Europeans, beginning with Christopher Columbus. I am not sure if it had anything to do with what happened next, but we were approached by an organization of American Indian nations from the West Coast only a few weeks after I joined Dennis. They said that through prayer, they decided that Dennis was humanity’s best hope, and they wanted to give Dennis the money that he needed for his efforts. I think that their goal was billions of dollars.

Dennis flew Yull to meet with them. They said that their funding mechanism was a feature of the banking system. Those Indians were able to use their sovereign nation status to trade in bank debentures that paid 40% annual interest, as long as they gave half of the proceeds to worthy causes. I had never heard of anything like it. That group did not ask for any of our money, but promised to pay us.

An alleged Wall Street mogul advised them, and Dennis met him with his entourage in a penthouse suite in Manhattan. The mogul told Dennis that he was the sixth most powerful man in the world.

I had conversations with the Christian trustee and the woman who ran the Indian operation. I asked all of my CFO pals if they had ever heard of such operations, and nobody had. Dennis asked the Christian group and the Indians if they knew of each other, and they did and kind of gave each other the thumbs up. All of it was really strange, Dennis was never an eager recipient, and I left the operation while we were still involved with both groups. I want to briefly recap the series of events that are germane to this narrative:

• In the furor over my mentor’s engine, which was considered to be the world’s best for powering an automobile, a high-ranking official told my mentor that if he thought that his engine would displace internal combustion engines, to make his funeral plans;
• Before I ever met Dennis, I heard from my mentor about how Detroit car companies had high-MPG carburetor patents;
• After having his company wiped out by Washington State’s power structure, Dennis’s company was stolen by Mormon grifters, who stole the company of Dennis’s financier as a way to steal Dennis’s, in June 1986;
• In the summer of 1986, I heard Bob Van Der Maas talk about a Chevy pickup truck that got 70 miles per gallon while Bob worked for General Motors to steal patents;
• The $10 million offer to buy us out, soon after I became Dennis’s partner in 1987;
• Dennis began to get “White Hat” phone calls at the same time;
• Officials in Massachusetts were preparing to criminally prosecute us, but could not find any laws that we broke, and we left the state before they could strike;
• In the summer of 1987, I think that I heard of the fate of the company that stole my mentor’s engine – a bigger predator devoured them;
• In early 1988, we were raided by the Ventura County’s sheriff’s department, and they stole our technical documents in the raid, as an act of espionage;
• In 1987-1988, before we were wiped out, we heard from a rich entrepreneur who got involved with windmills, until the lives of his family members were threatened, and we were approached by a man involved in a breakthrough platinum mining process, when they were wiped out, and his professor-partner was never seen again;
• Several months after the raid, Dennis got the “final offer” of $1 billion from the CIA, before they lowered the boom on us (I did not discover that until I read it in Dennis’s book in 1996);
• After rejecting the CIA’s offer, Dennis was soon was arrested with a $1 million bail, and another Mormon grifter, Ken Hodgell, led the theft of our company, in an “inside-outside job” that was very similar to what happened in Seattle;
• In early 1989, I learned, from the former policeman whose advice helped lead to my springing Dennis from jail, that John F. Kennedy was killed in a backfired CIA operation, and the man who ran the backfired operation later told the original Watergate attorney that JFK was killed over the ET issue;
• That policeman also knew that JFK’s relationship with Marilyn Monroe was part of an intelligence-gathering and blackmail scheme against JFK by Jewish mobsters and a future prime minister of Israel; my policeman friend was there when Monroe first met JFK and he was at her home on the day that she died;
• After taking Dennis’s attorney (who was hired with my money, and he was the USA’s leading Constitutionalist attorney) hostage, Dennis was coerced into pleading guilty to not filing a form; we at least got the satisfaction of having a prosecutorial misconduct hearing;
• The courts reneged on Dennis’s plea deal, which essentially challenged whether failing to file a form could be a felony, and Dennis was kangarooed into prison;
• California officials fraudulently altered Dennis’s security file to put him in with murderers in prison, and Dennis barely survived the experience;
• I heard about Sparky Sweet’s free-energy device soon before I left my home town of Ventura in 1990, and I discovered Sparky’s identity from Brian O’Leary the next year;
• When I lived in Ohio, a close friend was kidnapped by a dissident faction of the global elite and had free-energy, antigravity, and other technologies demonstrated to him;
• In June 1996, I heard from Ron Waugh about how the Justice Department mediated a $50 million settlement between an inventor of a high-MPG carburetor and a Detroit car company;
• In December of 1996, when I worked for Dennis, I got a letter from our phone company, telling us that the Philadelphia office of the USA’s Justice Department subpoenaed our phone records in early 1996 and prevented our phone company from notifying us for six months;
• In 1996, we were approached by that Christian trust and Indian organization, to ultimately give us billions of dollars;
• In early 1997, a Department of Energy official admitted to us that nuclear waste management was a racket;
• In 1998, I heard Tom Bearden say that the going rate for friendly buyout offers of potentially disruptive energy technologies was $10 million, which was what we were offered in 1987;
• I also heard Bearden talk about how his company was nearly entrapped by a financial scam; Bearden’s company was approached by a man who said that he could get them the money they needed, but it was really part of a sting operation;
• In 1999, David Rockefeller called Dennis at home about his full-page free-energy ad in USA Today, before the ad ran, Rockefeller told Dennis that he would make various interests unhappy, and Rockefeller tried to talk Dennis out of it; I did not hear of this until my visit in 2013, and because it came up during our high-MPG conversations, I thought it was about that; I was not corrected in my understanding until my 2025 visit;
• In 2001, Brian O’Leary told me of how military officials approached him at a UFO conference that he hosted in 1992, and he nearly died immediately after rejecting their “offer” to do classified UFO research; those same officials offered Steven Greer access to a $2 billion fund at that same conference and smeared Greer when he refused their offer;
• In 2003, Ken Hodgell. who stole our Ventura company, was charged in a scam that alleged a $1.6 trillion Mormon trust, which defrauded people of $50 million; Ken spent many years in prison;
• In 2004, I heard Steven Greer say that the global elite admitted to paying out $100 billion, at an average of $10 million per person (10,000 people), to buy out potentially disruptive technologies;
• I also either read or heard Greer say in those days that the Mormon Financial Empire was the ringleader of the global elite that suppressed disruptive technologies;
• Beginning in 2005, I visited Mount Adams several times to watch UFOs fly over, and was never disappointed; my host was involved with an inventor who had a free-energy device similar to Sparky’s; the spooks came running, people died, and my host then ceased his efforts; my host told me many amazing stories over the years;
• When the global financial scandal hit in 2008, I looked into those bank debentures and discovered that it was the scam of the 1990s, and such scams continue;
• In Greer’s recent movie, he listed the tactics of organized suppression, and I had lived through most of them.

I generally listed those events in the order that I experienced or heard of them, as I built my mosaic of awareness on these issues. I built it event by event.

When I read that letter from our phone company in December 1996, telling us that the Justice Department had subpoenaed our phone records and gagged them from notifying us, it felt once more like the sharks were circling.

It was not until I heard Tom Bearden talk in 1998 that I realized that we had received the standard friendly buyout offer in 1987, and it was not until I looked into banking debentures in 2008 that I realized that we were targeted by the same kind of operation that nearly nabbed Bearden. I consider it likely that both the Christian and Indian efforts were part of the sting operation, but maybe only the Indian effort was. Not long after I left Dennis’s operation in 1987, it turned out that the mountain of gold that the Christian group allegedly possessed was phony (maybe even fool’s gold).

I had sworn off of all mass-movement efforts after the disaster of the New Energy Movement, and then Dennis arrived at my house in 2006 to invite me to the White House for an eve of the election demonstration of his current technologies, which featured a high-MPG carburetor, which one of Detroit’s car companies was testing. George Bush the Second’s energy advisor was arranging for that demonstration. I instantly rejected Dennis’s invitation, which included my being on the board of his effort. When I read the FTC’s charges against Dennis in 2009 (which falsely portrayed Dennis’s legal history), I thanked my lucky stars that I rejected Dennis’s offer.

I was permanently cured of the businessman’s and mass-movement approaches to free energy, and then Brian asked me to help write a proposal for the Department of Energy!

By 2009, I was so done with such approaches, and turned down Brian’s offer to get involved with fringe scientists around 2010. The businessman’s and mass-movement approaches held no interest for me, and I was well on my way to my current approach. God bless all of the people who tried those failed approaches, even those greedy and delusional inventors, but I don’t see that any of them have a prayer in today’s world, not for helping the biggest event in the human journey come to pass.

My second stint with Dennis made it very clear to me that the usual approaches will not work, and organized suppression was only a facet of it. The global elite raised their game when I was with Dennis in 1996-1997, with those operations that tried to entrap us.

There is a lot more to tell about my second stint with Dennis, which is coming.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

My first paranormal experiences were at age 16, I never saw the world the same way again, and it ruined me as a scientist before my career ever began. Five years later, Brian O’Leary had the same experience while performing the same exercise, which ruined him as a mainstream scientist. Those experiences are called remote viewings today.

In my early adulthood, my father told me of a movement that tried to deny that paranormal experiences were possible. He said that narrow-minded scientists largely led that effort, and it was the first time that I heard of what is known today as organized skepticism. They aren’t really skeptical at all, but are a different kind of fanatic. Real skepticism means finding out, but that is not what “skeptics” do. They can be incredibly obtuse when encountering evidence that challenges their fervently held beliefs.

In my studies in the early 1990s, I learned that the leading voice of organized skepticism was Carl Sagan. I began to follow his debunking career, and in 1995 I read a book on Sagan’s critique of Velikovsky’s work. It introduced me to catastrophic theory, and I was on the fringes of the controversy for many years. While I doubt that that there is any scientific merit to Velikovsky’s catastrophic theories, Sagan’s shabby debunking effort of Velikovsky’s work is argued to have revived interest in Velikovsky’s work, when it should have died a quiet death in the dustbin of science. The “skeptics” seemed like fanatics, but I had never personally encountered one before. Then I encountered Mr. Skeptic.

When I published my first website in October 1996, I quickly found Mr. Skeptic’s site. He attended Dennis Lee’s Philadelphia show and began his skeptical career the next day with his first website. He learned his skeptical craft at James Randi’s feet. I had also studied Randi’s approach to debunkery, and it was alarming.

By 1996, I was all too aware of how and why the media lied, how the American history I was taught was a pack of lies, and I had long since learned my journey’s primary lesson. Human behavior could never surprise me again, but I always gave people a chance to demonstrate their integrity, and I gamely engaged Mr. Skeptic for my entire second stint with Dennis Lee. I even allowed him to call me, and I could not get him off the phone for three hours. He could not understand basic issues, as he repeated his “fraud” mantra about Dennis. I did not have contact with him after I left Dennis’s operation, and then he soon published a libelous article in Skeptical Inquirer, which is the house organ of organized skepticism.

His performance was like the day that Mr. Deputy made faces at me as I was on the witness stand: the psychopath unmasked himself. After his Skeptical Inquirer article, there was no doubt left to give him the benefit of: the man was a criminal. He stalked me on the Internet for the next decade, spewing his lies, and helped get me kicked out of forums and have my work erased. For my part, I exposed his lies, and then he made up new ones.

Last year, Dennis’s attorneys seemed to stir up Mr. Skeptic, and he tried to contact me last year. He won’t get a nanosecond of my time. He became the resident “skeptic” in Sterling Allan’s effort, which kind of said it all about Sterling’s effort. Mr. Skeptic has long been a fixture on TV shows that smeared Dennis.

My engagement with the “skeptics” was educational and more than confirmed my worst suspicions about them. I don’t waste any more time with them.

After Yull’s meeting at the White House with Al Gore, on using Brown’s Gas to neutralized radioactive material, Gore sent a letter that I read. Gore declined any more involvement because he considered Yull’s process “too dangerous,” not because it might not work. Nearly 30 years later, I saw Gore’s “too dangerous” reply to Steven Greer, in explaining why he would not get involved in free energy efforts.

In both cases, Gore, AKA Mr. Environment, declined further involvement because the technologies would be “too dangerous.” He was the serving American vice president when he responded to Yull. I can appreciate that he thought that both technologies might be “too dangerous,” but they are simply not discussed at all in the mainstream. No public debate about them, but a total ignoring of them, or debunkers declare them “impossible “and “pseudoscience.” What is wrong with that picture? There is official acknowledgement but public silence.

Dennis pursued another technology that I did not mention earlier, of modifying motors so that they drew less electricity. That began before we were raided in 1988, and Dennis pursued it further in 1996. I believe that “tuned” motors drew something like a third less electricity.

But the final incident that permanently soured me on inventors was Dennis’s reunion with Victor Fischer. Fischer died in 2016 at a ripe old age. In Ventura, Fischer was disruptive and Dennis paid him to stay away from Ventura. When Ken Hodgell stole the company, Fischer notably declined to join Hodgell’s effort. Like me, Victor had seen that show before, and he knew that Dennis was the prime mover of the organization. I gave Fischer worldliness points for that stance, not integrity points. He didn’t sign on with Hodgell but didn’t help Dennis, either. He completely disappeared soon after Dennis was jailed, and never helped the defense.

The Fischer engine is certainly novel, and it is a cousin to Mr. Mentor’s engine: they are both hydraulic heat engines, which have never been used commercially, to my knowledge. Whether they could do free energy, however, is an open question for me. All heat engines and heat pumps are primitive compared to the kind of technology hat Sparky Sweet had or what my friend was shown.

When Yull left Dennis high and dry, Dennis, in what seemed like an act of desperation, looked for Victor, and surprisingly found him living not far away in New Jersey. To be fair to Dennis, he was in jail when Victor disappeared, so did see Victor in action, but Wayne did. Wayne was with us in New Jersey when Dennis found Victor, and Wayne and I were distinctly unimpressed when Victor came back into Dennis’s operation.

Dennis then hitched his wagon to Victor’s hydraulic heat engine to do free energy, and Denis poured a lot of money into Victor over a few years. Victor just quit one day when he got a better offer from somebody, leaving Dennis high and dry again. When I saw Dennis in 2013, he lamented what Victor did, and I said that I was not surprised at all. Dennis’s wife Alison replied to my observation that one of Dennis’s weaknesses was his tendency to believe in the best of people, even when they did not deserve it.

I think that Dennis did it to humor me to some degree, as he allowed me to get into alternative medicine a little while I was there. I spoke to Gaston Naessens and had a conversation with his wife for an hour. They were setting up a school to train dark-field microscopists who could read somatid cycles. I even ordered 714-X for Dennis, as he had severe immune system problems. I offered help to Stanislaw Burzynski’s organization, as it was doing battle with the medical authorities.

I called a company that imported 714-X from Canada, and had a sad conversation with Charles Pixley’s son-in-law. Pixley began jumping through the FDA’s regulatory hoops to make 714-X a legal treatment in the USA, and the FDA instead kangarooed him into prison. That is typical medical racket behavior. I was even about to buy a dark-field microscope to see Naessens’s somatidian cycle before I left Dennis’s operation. I never got involved in that way again.

In March 1997, Dennis paid for me to move back to Seattle, almost exactly 11 years after I met Dennis. The fifth attempt was a charm, and I have lived here ever since. Dennis’s effort collapsed a few months after I left New Jersey, so it worked out for me and my wife, who understandably did not want to live in New Jersey. That winter in New Jersey was like a bad dream to me, and soon I recovered from the years of stress from 1991 to 1997. But it would be another three years before I finally stopped drinking, after a decade of trying to.

I then began the years of study and writing that largely led to my website as it stands today. I hired an editor along the way, whom I met through my pursuit of the Velikovsky issue.

After my stint in New Jersey, I was finished with the inventor’s and businessman’s path to free energy. They won’t work for that in today’s world. Maybe I should be grateful for my misadventures with Dennis, as they led me to my current approach, but at great personal cost.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

I just concluded my series of posts (1, 2, 3) on my final stint with Dennis Lee in 1996-1997, in which we were targeted by a huge sting operation. I can’t get into all of the spook attention that we got. Maybe one day, I can, and that is just for events that I know about. I will never know about most of the spook activity that targeted us.

My primary message is that energy runs the world, in fact is our world, that technologies to produce abundant and harmless energy are older than I am, and that building elementary versions of those technologies is not really that hard to do, but it is beyond the purview of garage inventors and the like.

That reality will reside beyond the imagination of the vast majority of humanity until they can use such technologies, which is normal. I’ll agree with Steven Greer on how ETs, free energy, antigravity, and other tech are related, and I have called the milieu Spook Central. The experiences of Brian O’Leary, Mark Comings, Adam Trombly, Sparky Sweet, James Gilliland and his pal Max, Greer’s Disclosure Project witnesses, and others (such as William Colby’s demise) clearly show that those issues are related, and that leaves aside my friend’s underground technology show. When I told Brian about that show, he was not even surprised, and replied with, “He got a show from the spooks.” The people who put on the show told my friend that what the public calls ET-craft sightings are actually their craft, which generally agrees with Greer’s statements.

Hearing that JFK’s murder was related to the ET issue was no great surprise. I could go on for days with what I have heard in this realm, generally directly from the participants or once removed by my pals.

That really sums up humanity’s central existential issue, I seek people who can help right the ship, I know who I am looking for, and I know what approach will work, if the people can be found for it. Yesterday, I was made aware of a summary article on the recent “coincidental” deaths of scientists and others. I never took David Wilcock seriously, and was not too surprised to see in that article that he recently died, apparently from suicide. He seems to have tried to steal Steven Greer’s work (which I heard from the inside), but that Greer even associated with Wilcock was another mark against Greer’s approach (along with his “mini-alien,” etc.), although I agree with much of Greer’s information, because I experienced a lot of it. There could be something to those deaths, but it could also be too much dot-connecting, and I sure won’t count on the official investigation to discover the truth.

I have written about how a leading space debunker attacked Brian’s Martian credentials in his NASA biography, and he did it stupidly. That same debunker has boasted of his CIA and NSA connections to the targets of his debunking efforts, in an effort to intimidate them. Phil Klass also did that.

Greer alleged that Armstrong and Aldrin encountered ETs on the Moon, and I had heard that rumor for many years before I saw Greer write about it. Independently, I knew a person who received the confession of an astronaut at the International Space Station (“ISS”), who was there when an exotic craft parked next to the ISS for two days, blocking their egress from the ISS. Nothing surprises me in that area.

Dennis got a lot of elite attention that was not directly spook related. A member of the Rothschild family quizzed one of Dennis’s associates in an eavesdrop-proof room at the CIA’s headquarters at Langley, and David Rockefeller tried to dissuade Dennis regarding his free-energy efforts. I regard the Rockefellers and Rothschilds as members of the retail elite, who are nowhere near the top of the global power structure.

While the ET/exotic tech issue is Spook Central, I have run into many other spook situations, such as the “suicides” of Danny Casolaro and Paul Wilcher, who muckraked in Washington, D.C., which is a good way to end up dead. That rash of assassinations and attempts, from JFK to Reagan, all had spook connections. John Perkins knew two Latin American heads of state who refused to sell out their nations to the “corporatocracy,” who died in private plane “accidents,” which is a spook specialty. Those are just days at the office for the CIA, and JFK was likely another casualty of the CIA’s reign, as Eisenhower’s warning on the MIC came to pass.

I know of too much spook activity in California (Mark’s ordeal, Brian nearly died there, our being wiped out after Dennis refused the CIA’s $1 billion offer, Rodney Stich’s ordeal), my CIA contract agent relative who worked for Henry Kissinger lived in California, where gangsters run the legal system.

Spooks are part of the global rackets and are a power unto themselves. I’ll soon make a final post that summarizes this issue.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

From Substack:

The video of this post is here.

This will be my final post on the global elite and spook game for now. As long as there is organized suppression, the topic will be relevant. In Ed Herman’s “Doublespeak Dictionary” in Beyond Hypocrisy, he defined “national interest” as “The demands and needs of the corporate community.” That is the best way to think of spooks, especially Western spooks. They really serve elite interests, not national interests.

American foreign policy has always served elite interests, often at the expense of the general population. All foreign policy behaviors for all nations for all time have been like that. The American public can kind of be accomplices at times, as they share in the plunder, although usually indirectly, but the public is largely oblivious to the realities of American foreign policy. Noam Chomsky wrote at length on that topic in his latest and likely last book, and he wrote that public opinion hardly matters at all in the deliberations of officialdom. Whatever the public wants is largely shrugged off by those who direct American domestic and foreign policy. After JFK’s murder, all sitting presidents have been outright puppets that served elite interests, and my money is on the Eastern Oligarchy, MIC, and CIA as JFK’s murderers. It hardly matters who is in the White House.

Similarly, the spooks themselves rarely understand whose interests they ultimately serve. It took Ralph McGehee his career’s greatest triumph and 16 years to finally realize that he was not one of the good guys in his CIA career. I don’t think that my CIA contract agent relative ever really figured it out, as he drank himself to death to help quiet his cognitive dissonance, which is a common fate among spooks, Special Forces, and the like. The corrupt officials and others sicced on us did not even care whose interests they served, as long as it paid well.

When the CIA man offered Dennis $1 billion to cease his efforts, he said that he made it on behalf of “European interests,” not American interests. In my book preview that I wrote in 2024, I sketched the rise of global elites, which I think happened during Europe’s conquest of the world. Elites could not think in global terms until then.

The public will not encounter global elites and their minions unless they pose some kind of threat, such as trying to bring free energy to the world. Then it can get rough, if people survive the experience. But as I learned during my journey, even then, laying all of the responsibility at the feet of elites is a delusion, as nearly everybody helps out. The structural aspects explain far more than the conspiratorial aspects do.

Both conspiracists and structuralists miss the boat in understanding the dynamics, mainly because they think like victims instead of creators, and creators create with love. Power-hungry elites play their games because they feel empty inside. Conspiracism reflects a tribal mentality, with “good” in-groups and evil-doing out-groups. That mentality will not be productive for this Epochal task, and structuralism reflects different delusions. Only people whose hearts are whole can right humanity’s ship. The rest is of minor importance.

I have seen many casualties during my quest, of shattered and shortened lives, which will always haunt me. The spooks played their part, but so did corrupt officials, kangaroo courts, a lying media, and the like. The greatest pain was often inflicted by those closest to me, which is also common.

As long as we live in a world of scarcity and fear, we will have elites and spooks, and they are doing their best to keep humanity mired in scarcity and fear, because they can then dominate the world. A world of abundance and love ruins their game. At its root, that is the motivation of global elites. Retail elites just go along with the plan, wittingly or not.

I know how to end this nightmare, but I can’t do it alone and I know whom I seek. Together, we can right the ship, it won’t matter what elites do, and even they will ultimately be redeemed, as all roads lead home (1, 2).

Best,

Wade