This is quite an incredible story, and I’d like to sincerely thank Chip for choosing my channel to break it on.
Please contribute to Chip’s GoFundMe, which will help him finish and publish his book.
Let us know what you think in the comments, and any questions you want me to ask Chip in the next interview. Diehard Deadheads may be outraged to learn their favorite band is a psyop, others who have followed the research of myself, Dave McGowan, Joe Atwill, Jan Irvin and many others before us may not find the material such a shock.
Previous show with Robert and Joe discussing John Perry Barlow and Timothy Leary:
Included in this post is some of Chip’s writing and photos. At the end I will add some more from my own research collection. I have purchased the Fountain Valley School yearbooks for 1963 and 1964 and can confirm that Barlow, Weir, and Chip Wood all appear together in the 1963 yearbook.
Three months after “Chip” is created, when he is the size of a three inch banana and his “eye buds” are forming, his mother tries to commit suicide. The rest of his gestation is “distressed” and he is born premature with his left eye points up & to the extreme left. (strabismus) His unpleasant mother is greatly disturbed, and cried that Chip is a spawn of Satan sent to ruin her comfortable and wealthy diplomatic life. But Chip’s father, a young super star diplomat in the Marshall Plan, gives Chip his love, and takes him to London for many dangerous eye operations. They play “Light & Dark” baby games together, and become very close with a near-psychic ability to communicate. His father tells him a million times: “You may have a bad eye, but your brain is just fine!” Chip believes his father, and soon teaches himself how to build flying model airplanes by self-education.
When leaving Brussels for Manila during the Hukbalahap Rebellion there, Chip’s father is afraid the Europeans will believe America will forget Europe and their great dream to change into a war-free European Union. To assuage their leaders of these fears at his farewell garden party, Chips father persuades him to play Mannequin Piss on a pedestal to everyone’s amusement. It is Chip’s diplomatic debut.
After contracting Polio in Manila, Chip’s family moves to McLean, Virginia, and live in a wonderful house surrounded rolling and beautifully forested hills west of Washington. It becomes Chip’s magic Garden of Eden. When he is nine, in August, 1957, he saves his father’s career by persuading a Vietnamese leader to return to a South East Treaty Organization party in their family home. The leader had become outraged, and demanded the conference immediately end. Nobody could bring the leader “back” to the gathering, and Chips father was faced with becoming “the man who lost Vietnam”, a career killer. Then Chip does a weird rotating left eye trick he had taught himself, and leads the leader back to the party. The next morning Eisenhower hears at his breakfast CIA briefing that “Foreign Service Officer Ben Wood’s retarded son saved the conference with his magic left eye.” Chips family moves to Vietnam where they eventually learn America will soon go to war, lose, and try to use nukes at the end. Chip decides to become a low-profile anthropologist, teacher, and private diplomat.
One day his first girlfriend suddenly tells him: “OMG, Chip, you are actually smart!” He believes her, and becomes smarter. In May, 1963, Chip creates the logos, name, business & artistic properties for what becomes the band “The Grateful Dead, and entrusts into the hands of Robert hall Weir who later, with Chip’s brother, totally betrays Chip’s interests. In 1966, Chip takes a Topology IQ test and scopes over 160. Chip’s father’s career, he had been Kennedy’s Vietnam adviser, is, after Dallas, destroyed by Johnson. Chip’s acceptance to U. Colorado vaporizes, and he must enter the Army for the war in Vietnam.
While training in Georgia, Chip meets Hamilton Jordan, and creates for him a plan to make his boss Jimmy president so he can start a Mid East Peace process, recognize China, and win a Nobel. Chip becomes an outstanding military leader, and a decorated combat veteran Green Beret “A” Team Commander. Just before leaving Vietnam, Chip creates a plan for a fellow Black Panther Green Beret from Chicago to go home, and create a champion black basketball player that speaks good English, then a champion black golfer that speaks better English then the golf commentators, and then America’s first black President. It works.
Back in America, chaos reigns. Chip races Motocross, then enters a yoga monastery. Chip’s father is murdered by interests controlling the revenues of the Grateful Dead Band, and Chip is threatened with murder by Phil Lesh. Chip moves to Nanjing to teach English, and improve Chinese/American relations, and becomes famous there. etc, Etc, ETC !
July 2, 1991, Page 00018The New York Times Archives
Chalmers Benedict Wood, a retired Foreign Service officer who served as an adviser to the South Vietnamese Government, died on Thursday at the Medical Center of Princeton, N.J. He was 73 years old and lived in Princeton.
He died of a brain hemorrhage, the funeral home said.
Mr. Wood, a 1940 graduate of Harvard College, joined the Foreign Service in 1947 after serving in the Army Air Force from 1940 to 1945. He was stationed in Brussels and Manila before going to Washington to serve as the State Department’s officer for Greece.
In 1957, he was named second secretary at the United States Embassy in Saigon and from 1959 to 1963 was in charge of Vietnamese affairs at the State Department. From 1964 to 1966 he served as first secretary in London and the next year directed the Cyprus office at the State Department.
Mr. Wood was then senior adviser for Binh Dinh province in Vietnam from 1967 to 1969. He returned to the State Department in 1970 with the office of Philippine affairs and from 1971 to 1974 served in the American Embassy in Wellington, New Zealand, as deputy chief of mission and charge d’affaires. Then he became a consultant on energy research and development.
He is survived by his wife, Patricia; two sons, Ramsay and Chalmers, and two daughters, Felicity and Penelope.
Chip’s brother Ramsay was also connected to the Harvard Psychedelic Project in the days of Timothy Leary and Henry Murray (OSS), which was involved in several of the 149 different subprojects of the joint British-US MKULTRA operation. Ramsay lives in London and is a Sufi priest. It is interesting that his Wikipedia page talks quite a bit about Lawrence Lessig, who was a close friend of John Perry Barlow. They were involved in setting up Harvard’s Berkman Klein Center for Internet and Society. Barlow talks about Lessig in his memoir, and even Chip gets a brief mention.
Included, “Ben’s Bacon” re how I got the GD gig later. After that SEATO gathering, all sorts of folks came down to my basement model airplane shop to talk “mutual” shops. One was Major General Edward G. Lansdale, my “Uncle ED”, life mentor from Manila in 1950, and later Director Eilliam Egan Colby, “Uncle Bill”, whom I met in Saigon in 1958.
Also included “Ed & Maya” re how I profiled the right Asian American virgin nerd-girl to design the wall. Ed found her, and she did very VERY GOOD. And with about 140,000,000 having visited and shed tears there, they might be interested in my yarn. We shall see. Thanks for your interest.
With daughters. The girls are all right!
PERSONAL BACKGROUND. 1947-1963:
Because my arguing gold-diggging Mom traumatically near-killed herself and me when I was three months insider her just as my eye-buds were forming, I was born walleyed, and thought retarded.
As an infant I went under the knife for deadly frightening eye operations in London during which I thought I was dying. Then I would wake up in post op blind with both eyes heavily bandaged, drugged to the nines, and Dad holding my hands gently singing old sea shanties: “In Dublin’s fair city, where the girls are so pretty, I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone…” We became very close even though I couldn’t yet even talk.
After my operational frights, and I could see again, I became a silent, unhappy, and autistic. So clever Dad took me to a Marshall Plan funded classical music concert for wounded WWII vets.
We were just three rows back center, the orchestra almost in touching distance. The first two pieces were somber yet growing, and Dad showed me how to wave my arms about as was the conductor. I responded, the only child there. Dad must have made a donation or something beforehand because the conductor and orchestra would occasionally look at me, smile, and a few even waved baby style. I was mesmerized, standing in my seat, and happily became interactive with them. Near by folks were amused. The band was deeply involved emotionally with the entire audience, the wounded, halt, lame, dispirited, homeless, all, and were playing their hearts out for us. Then Dad, grinning very big, shook me like a rag doll me with a big “AH-HA!” gesture, and the orchestra launched into Beethoven’s Fifth.
I was thunder and lightning struck to the depth of my bones for life. Words fail: I was a pre-verbal child. But the adult phrase “exploding in a supernova of reborn from the dead by love of life” are reasonable. When we were all leaving after the last of many concert hall shaking encores, many were crying determined to rebuild worn torn Europe immediately, and make our world a better place. Me crying too, and Dad took me home to bed where I dreamed infant dreams of God only know what all. So is it any wonder what I first sketched when designing the logos for the band Dad gave me permission to create in May, 1963?
See a head-link?
Ben’s Bacon DRAFT
August, 1957, my childhood drew
to a close. Dad was asked by Ike and both Dulles brothers, one running the
Central Intelligence Agency, and the other the Department of State, to go to
little Vietnam on the other side of our world and stop a looming war there. Dad
was to try to avoid that potential fiasco because many nations and the Vatican feared
such it could lead to a disastrous global thermonuclear conflict. He was to
develop trusting liaisons with South Vietnam’s President Diem, and committed back
channels communications with Ho Chi Minh in North Vietnam as Roosevelt had during
World War Two when “Uncle Ho” had fought with us against the Japanese, and
saved our pilots shot down in the jungles.
Such was Dad’s bacon and eggs.
He had become quietly loved throughout Europe during the Marshall Plan as a super
star young diplomat able to charm birds off trees, slide fat envelopes of his
own cash over or under a table in two shakes of a lamb tail, and solve a vexing
Cold War problem to the East by the third shake. We as a family had all joined
into the passion of that amazing era. We were enchanted as most everyone there
was amid the shocking ashes of World War Two which still smelled of death, and
the still reverberating echoes of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki nuclear bomb
episodes in Japan. All of us were determined “to make our world into a better and
Dad’s dream was to be appointed
our American Ambassador to Paris, as had been his friend and mentor David K.
Bruce*. That was Dad’s bacon. That he spoke fluent French
was his eggs, and that he had majored in European History back in the old days
at Harvard before serving in Europe in WWII, was his hot morning coffee. Dad
Prior to his departure, a large
delegation of powerful Vietnamese and their wives came to Washington for a
crucial South East Asia Treaty Organization conference. But for two frustrating
weeks it had become a difficult and unhappy gathering in the steaming summer
Washington heat. So, for a little holiday, the delegates and their wives were
invited by Dad out of their secret bolt hole hotels, and into our home to
relax, refresh themselves in our cool and rolling forested hills west of
Washington, and personally get to know “A Real American Family!” They were
After the Secret Service had
inspected our home for dangers etc, and radioed to the police our home was
“safe”, the Vietnamese delegates arrived in a long procession of black
government sedans. It was my job to take the wives up to my room, and show them
all the little things that made up the life of a real live American boy. That
had long been my designated junior diplomatic family job: Charmer Chip.
The slender wives, the very
cream of Vietnam’s womanhood, dressed in their long and colorful traditional
diaphanously svelte Vietnam Ào Dài dresses, were for stunned ten year old me
the most charming and beautiful creatures ever to walk this earth. So after all
the introductions on our front porch, I lead them upstairs to my bedroom, sat
them all on my bed, and made my best junior diplomatic welcoming speech: “Dear Ladies
of Vietnam, welcome into my family home, and my American life. Please ask me
ANY question you wish. Please! Do not be shy! I am here with you, and at your
service! Those are my favorite pictures. There is Davey Crocket and his famous
long rifle ‘Betsy’, that’s a B-52 taking off with JATO rocket assist, that’s a romantic
castle in Scotland…” And so it went, the hidden switch on my reading light, my study
desk and Potomac school books, my short wave radio for listening to anywhere in
the world, through the clothes in my dresser and closet, and so on through
everything, which they examined as if detective and scientists. They “Oood,
Ahhed”, chattered among themselves, and the Leading Lady asked their questions,
such as which was my favorite book, and could they please see my shoes? By the
time I had shown them everything
right down to the toothbrushs in my bathroom, and I had answered all their
questions, we were never to be forgotten friends for life.
So I took them to our kitchen
for their coup de grâce*: a just carefully made,
perfectly salted, buttered, touch of sugar southern styled whipped to fluffy
cream steaming bowl of mashed potatoes. Our very American made General Electric
Triple Whip Maschine Oder Ehrfurcht Und Wunder was whipping the creamed potatoes threateningly as
I quickly dipped my practiced finger in between the whirling blades for a hot
dollop of deliciousness to my mouth, and motioned for them to do the same.
It was our calculated family
kitchen-trick with guests: frighten them a little, then delight them. It would
be a little memory they would take home to Vietnam, and tell friends about. The
wives were genuinely frightened, shrinking back in alarm. They had never in
their lives seen such a dangerous kitchen machine whipping away like a brazen
gallon-sized dragon of unforgivingly hard white and chromium American steel.
Naturally, I stepped boldly up to the menacing monster as Almighty God Zeus
would to slay another lady-killing Dragon, reached up my manly United States
arm, and switched it off.
The wives hands darted up to
cover their mouths, hiding their gasps of relief. So I turned it on again, took
the Leading wife’s dainty hand, guided it up to the switch, and made her turn it off. Pink rushed to her
cheeks, always a good sign with females, and she tittered like a Nightingale in
After much chatter, we all dipped
in for a mutual nibble, looked all around at each other, raised our dolloping
fingers to our mouths, and tasted together as one. Their eyes grew large,
squeals of delight blossomed all-round, and our mutual amities were forever
thereafter engraved upon the Harmonies of Heaven’s Mandate. Then they rushed
out to drag in strict order their husbands, and school them about their next
family American made acquisition. [Vietnamese
wives have more in-family power than most Westerners realize. For example, the
legend of Cinderella’s Magic Fairy God Mother came from Vietnam to the West via
night time fireside travel stories along China’s Silk Road. Centuries later during
our foolish war there, I was always peculiarly lucky as if by the Magic of a
secret Fairy Godmother.]
Ahhh, Diplomacy when it is right
and good! A while later everyone was gathered on our north porch overlooking
the majestic Potomac River far below. Cocktails, drinks, refreshments, or
snacks were in all hands. The mood shifted, became more optimistic, and the
possibility the conference could succeed seemed in reach. Everyone was smiling,
a few laughing lightly, the clink of glasses touching steady, Dad was pleased,
and I so proud of him. Up in the forest around our home a breeze stirred the
leaves in the treetops as murmurings and whisperings in the blue sky’s
Suddenly, the large Vietnamese
political “Great Leader” became outraged because of a misunderstanding, and
demanded the whole conference come to an end immediately. He stalked out to the
edge of our lawn, turned his back on everyone, and folder up his arms in anger.
This was a diplomatic disaster for Dad because he would be blamed for “loosing
Vietnam” for the rest of his diplomatic career! Dad and several others went out
to ask the leader to please return to the conference, but he refused. Dad and I
were very close, and I could see he was worried, and even frightened. I had never
seen that before!
It shocked me deeply! Dad was my
greatest hero. I couldn’t understand it. So I went to him. He was walking
hurriedly back and forth in our living room inside from our porch where
everyone was standing in rigid silence. He was looking as I had never seen
before. I stood in trembling alarm waiting for him to recognize me.
Surprisingly quickly, he suddenly stopped, and looked at me. “Yes Chip?” he
asked. “May I try?” He looked at me as if I was an alien just blasted in from the
Alpha Centauri star system. Then he suddenly laughed, threw up his arms, and said, “Well, EVERYTHING
else has failed! So why not? Certainly Chip. You go try!”
And thus I embarked upon my
first solo international diplomatic escapade! I knew I had three diplomatic
weapons no one else there had. (1.) I was ten years old, and I knew from long
family experience it is foolish, and even politically dangerous for any big
leader to abuse a charming child in front of wives and witnesses. (2.) I had
heard stories about the prisoners of war in Asia recounting: if you sang, and
acted crazy doing interesting and weird things with your body, an Asian might
wonder whether you were possessed by The Divine, and treat you well. And (3.)
quite secret, I could do a trick with my eyes that shocked adults, and made my
friends roll on the floor with laughter. I had become frustrated with my birth-defective
left eye. When tired, my left eye would wander up and away to my left, and I
would be teased mercilessly: “Hey wall-eyed retard!” So after weeks of practice in front
of a mirror, I had taught myself to keep my right eye still while moving my
left eye in circles. Like the Devil’s evil magic, I could look into your eyes
with my right eye, and at the same time make my left eye go around and around
in big circles! I had once played the trick to a mean old aunt of a primitive
religion, and she had jumped back, and squeaked in horror: “Get thee away from
me Satan!” Then she had run away. It was so cool!
So I ran down to my basement
workshop, got my best model airplane glider, ran out to him with it, and
launched it so it floated by right in front of him. He glanced at me, grunted,
and looked away embarrassed. He had never been buttonholed by an American kid when
angry, and he knew danger when he saw it. I attacked again, launching my
airplane right by him. “Wouldn’t you like to fly my airplane with me?” I
persisted in my most charming and musical voice.
He looked at me, so as quick as I could in
order to hold his attention, I started explained the rudiment of aviation. “You
see Sir, I made this glider myself from Balsa wood and glue. This tail-plane
area is twenty three percent of the wing area, the wing has a nine to one
span-to-cord ratio with eight degrees of dihedral for stability, and the
plane’s balance point is forty percent back from the leading edge, which I can
adjust with play-clay here on the nose”. I pointed at it. “Because balance is a
key to controlled flight, just like Confucius said: balance is very important!
Isn’t it just SO interesting!?”
His eyes widened slightly, and
he looked at me with sufficient surprise to forget his anger. We looked deep
into each other’s eyes for two heartbeats, and before he could remember his
anger and look away, I stepped closer, looked harder into his eyes, and said:
“Dear Sir, won’t you PLEASE come
back to my father’s party? It’s for you!”
I put a worried look on my face. “If you don’t come back Sir, my father will
lose his job, and then we won’t be able to afford the expensive surgical
operation I need…” And, keeping my right eye glued between his eyes, I
started making my left eye go around in the biggest circles I could. “…and then I won’t be able to go to a good
school, and get the education I need to be a great diplomat like you and my
father! Please Sir?”
He instantly drew in his breath
with an “Oh!” of shock as he stepped back from me. Quick as I could, I stepped
forward again, grabbed him politely by his wrist like a policeman slapping
cuffs on a perp, and pulled. “Please?!!” And he came! So I took
his big hand in mine, and lead him back up to our porch as a wayward lamb, back
where eyes swelled, mouths fell agape, his giggling twinkling-eyed wife tittered
anew, whispered wagers on my gambit were won and lost, and Dad rushed forward
to receive him.
I hurried away as if busy with
other family chores. I knew that would create the best diplomatic impression
because it would give everyone the freedom to say all sorts of wonderful things
about me they wouldn’t say if I stayed for their praise. And, it made it
impossible for the Great Leader to get angry when it to dawned on him he had
been bamboozled by a ten year old retard.
That evening Dad admitted I had
“…done good”, and winked at me. Saving Ben’s Bacon had been fun, and that night
I dreamed of him our Ambassador in Paris. I later heard, though it was probably
just another amusing Washington DC cocktail story, that the next morning, just
as President Eisenhower was sipping his steaming hot breakfast coffee, his
morning CIA briefing officer told him, timing his words carefully, exactly how
the conference had been saved, and a possible global thermonuclear war averted
by the spin of “Foreign Service Officer Ben Wood’s son Chip, and His Magic Left
Eyeball”, and the President of the United States of America, the most powerful
man in the world, spilled hot coffee all over his lap.
1. A deathblow delivered to end the misery of
a mortally wounded soldier.
2. A finishing stroke, or decisive
Uncle Ed & The
Girl at Yale
by Chalmers Wood 3/18
It started when I was a
kid reading Confucius. His thinking seemed more advanced in the long term than
our zero sum Roman Empire based stuff. Rome had fallen. The English Empire was
teetering. Dad and I discussed it at length. We were extremely close, our
mutual love and trust beyond doubt. Dad introduced me to Edward G. Lansdale
about ‘51 in Manila when I was five. Before Ed came to our home for dinner, Dad
said he was unhappy because someone back in Washington had made trouble for
him. I was the family charmer. Dad asked me: “Chip, can you please make Ed feel
good again about America?”
well. Ed was a genuine American hero. Soon he was bouncing me on his knee,
blowing great harmonica, and telling fantastic stories about Jap Lieutenant Hiroo Onoda up in the hills still fighting WWII. Ed was a
great subtle win/win Confucian Christian American guy with music. “Uncle Ed”! He’d
squelched the Hukbalahap Rebellion
two days before its getgo because he spent a lot of time out humping the bush
making real friends among all comers while not abusing their young women etc.
So the locals had told him what was going down.
Then some wannabee back in Washington boasted about Ed’s secret Huk
exploits with names, and they were
soon murdered back out in the Philippine’s bush. I could feel he’d been somehow
wronged when we first met. Something bad. Later when I heard all, it cautioned
me about American field service, and going private became a thought. We are a
culturally young & mixed nation, with only about 11% the time learning by
directly experience re national cultural developments compared to old China. It
tells. To my thinking: learning by direct experience often beats book learning,
and both is best.
While in Vietnam (’68-’69) as a Special Forces Lieutenant, my de
facto job was (a.) planning with both Vietnams their obvious eventual
unification, their developmental
future entry into world trade, creating domestic and foreign reserves, and the so
on get rich stuff. That went with extreme subtly, while (b.) I went about more openly
under the cover and security of Uncle Bill Colby’s killer Phoenix Program while
(c.) appearing to be a normal psyops guy, Ed’s specialty. [I had met “Uncle Bill” William E. Colby in
old Saigon in ’58] That sounds unusual, but I’d known the Viets for a decade, and
they knew me from childhood, especially the elite wives, and they had more direct power in their families than any
American ever knew. In fact, the Cinderella and her Fairy God Mother folk tale
came from Vietnam to Europe by fireside stories carried along China’s bygone
The only danger for me came from American Army officers trying to
use me in some hopeless WWII based scheme, which were countless in that utterly
different war. Late in my tour I chatted with a Black Panther Special Forces
NCO from Chicago, and persuaded him America needed a Black President. For amusements
I scootered around up in the hills on a trusty little Honda 90 in black pajamas:
to light to pop road mines, and to local looking to worry about getting shot
the Viet Cong. A few of my Special Forces buddies were outraged, but I just didn’t
care. We would soon lose in Vietnam, at which point it could go thermonuclear
worldwide. I met with friendly Viets all about, we usually had tea together,
and I always promised to return when all was over. “Would you like your
children to go to American Universities?” Piece of cake with the Viets back
A decade later I was in NYC when quietly slipped a train ticket
to Washington to meet a taxi. The taxi drove me to the Viet Vet Memorial design
competition where I was received as a VIP without explanation, and ushered through
a look see. Then to McLean, Virginia, told to go in a home’s front door, and
there sat Uncle Ed in his easy chair apologizing about “The girl.” “What girl?” “The girl in Phu Tuc, the one
you turned down.” “That girl?!” “Yes. The next guy disappeared, and spent four
years a POW. We got him home with ruined feet. Sorry ‘bout that. Teaches down
at NC State now” “Oh.”
The plan had been for me to be the White King of the Radé and
Jaré Montagnard mountain tribes with the village chief’s exquisitely eager
fourteen year old darkmoon-eyed butterscotch-skinned daughter my Princess, and I
was to lead them all out to defeating dastardly evil communizzm worldwide. Ed
had been screwed into it by higher ups in the Johnson administration. [Johnson
had destroyed Dad’s diplomatic career for briefing Ike and Jack we could not
win in Vietnam, studiously ignored Ed’s sage advice, my University Colo acceptance
and hoped for career had vanished, and into the Army to war I was ushered.] We
chatted for a while about old times. Charming Ole Uncle Ed! He was The Man. Then
“What did you think of the entries?” “They are all horrible,
bitter, blaming, self-centered, even hateful. They will all only just rub more
salt in the wound, every last one of them.”
long silence “What do you think
we should do?” I was shocked. That was a
huge national question of global political import. I subsided back in my chair,
and stared up at the blank ceiling, dazed and abstracted… Slowly it came…
…“Well, we are not able to heal the wound… we are just too immature a culture to
understand how to do it… It must come from an older and more experienced
culture… Not quite Europe… Too many
foolish wars… Asia… China…
Yes China… The wiser birthings of new dynasties after catastrophic failures…
An educated Chinese family that has experienced utter defeat, and recovered
well… A Chinese American family that
lost everything in the ’49 revolution, came here, and has done well… With a daughter that became their new dream
of hope for their family future… A girl of pure heart, a virgin who naturally knows
she is the new hope of family, and IS that quite happily… naturally, deeply, instinctively… who
studies Art, Architecture, Symbolism, Legends, History, Philosophy… An undistractedly kind female nerd… Not West
Coast.. Not central… East Coast…
Highly educated… Not Harvard, to
big, rich, corrupt… No… Yale… Yes Yale…
Architecture school, The Yale Architecture School Ed… Look There!… You find her Ed!” Suddenly I was angry. “Just get her down on
site like a normal class assignment, no fuss no muss… like turning loose a young deer into a
park… Then leave her alone… Wait till she comes back on her own… And she will!… Help her Ed, maybe without her even knowing
it”… I stood up exhausted and irate. We
stared into each other’s eyes. His jaw loosened slightly, eyes widening. We
understood each other. We were Old Hands, and I was HOT: “She’ll know what to do Ed, Because We Sure
As Hell Don’t!”
We lost 58,000 American, and 3,000,000 Vietnamese friends in
that unwise war. It could have exploded into a global thermonuclear war as the
Cuban Missile Crisis almost had save exactly
one (1) Russian submariner. We looked at each other silently. Old Hands. I went
out the door to the waiting taxi, back to NYC, and that was that.
Did The Job
Ed & Maya Lin!
& Uncle Bill Attending
Thank You Commander Vasili Alexandrovich
Hands Ed died in ’78, Dad in ‘91, Bill in ’96, and Vasili in ‘98
Once again I have a dubious Internet character with government connections making preposterous allegations against me. Sigh.
Dave “Acton” Sweigert’s lawsuit against Jason Goodman has moved from South Carolina, where Goodman used his YouTube channel to shut down the Port of Charleston, to the Southern District of New York. Goodman is also the subject of an $18 million defamation lawsuit by (ex?) CIA case officer Robert David Steele in the Eastern District of Virginia.
Dave Sweigert has filed a motion to intervene in the Steele lawsuit as an interested party. Both he and Jason Goodman are representing themselves “pro se”, meaning without a lawyer. Sweigert has considerable experience in this, having successfully won a whistleblower case over CIA budget misappropriations in the same Virginia Court in the 1990’s. Jason Goodman has many lawyers on his show, including Larry “K.F.” Klayman, who was censured by a magistrate for inappropriate touching of his children – and lost two appeals trying to deny this.
The Court asked Goodman to specifically state under oath that he has had no legal assistance in preparing any of his filings. That seems obvious in his latest one, which is an elaborate conspiracy theory. He has accused me of conspiring with friends, enemies, acquaintances and strangers to launder money through the Steemit web site.
Jason Goodman has spoken about Steemit many times and had guests on his show to explain it to him, but he still doesn’t understand it at all. I have a plug-in for WordPress which automatically shares posts from this blog on the Steemit blockchain. Other Steemit users can upvote the post if they like it, each vote earns the post author “Steem Dollars”. The Steem blockchain is public, which means we can easily evaluate Goodman’s claims of a “vast money laundering conspiracy”.
Steemit Account Values:
frank bacon (Tyroan Simpson) $630.94
lifttheveil411 (Nathan Stolpman) $457.05
Defango (Manuel Chavez) $40.21
Dave Acton $3.39
jason goodman $3.08
George Webb $3.08
Queen Tut $1.58
Sugar Shine $0.24
Two of the other “co-conspirators” named by Goodman, Jacquelyn Weaver and Kevin Alan Marsden, do not even use Steemit.
The idea that I would risk my career, reputation, and freedom for $159 is preposterous. Likewise, it is silly to think that money launderers would use a platform where all transactions are visible to the public.
Jason Goodman’s absurd filing has necessitated me filing a statement defending my honor against these outrageous, libelous, and ridiculous claims.
Joe, Vahid and I have more in common than decades in the tech industry: we have all recently been accused of being CIA agents by Jan Irvin. We talk about this and the wider problem in the alt-media of “everyone’s a shill” serving the divide-and-conquer agenda, which takes the focus away from real research.
Lately his lies about me have escalated and so has his platform. He has now been on Alex Jones for the 2nd and 3rd appearances, and his latest video guest hosting on Jesse Spots channel is being remixed and promoted by such salubrious Internet characters as Fkn Freddy, Matthew North and Monkey Savant. Are these people all evidence-based researchers? Or actors (lifetime or otherwise), trolls or LARPers trying to direct the narrative towards their own agendas?
In this post I am going to use Logic and Grammar to defend myself from a number of allegations that Jan Irvin has been making about me on various social media channels. Rhetoric will be kept to a minimum, and only to keep the dialog flowing. If you read it all the way to the end, then bless you: you are one of my truest fans, and do me the greatest honor. If you want to skip it and wait for something more entertaining, that’s perfectly fine too.
The main purpose of this post is to get factual information on the record in defense of spurious allegations against me. I will present evidence, and I ask my detractors to do the same.
The information presented is staggered, so in the earlier sections you will get the gist of the post, with important details presented further towards the end.
Meme Wars Begin
Editing a 23 year old video to cherry pick certain words is a new low for someone who claims to be a truther. Many in the comments are sadly “convinced” by this, that’s all it takes.
Jan edited this video to emphasize that in 1996 people using cia.gov email accounts bought software licenses from my company for $29.95. He misses out the many other government agencies and corporations around the world who also bought licenses, but supposedly my disclosure of this to an Australian news program in 1996 is “proof” that I was actually recruited by the CIA and working for them – doing what is never stated by these bozos, but the insinuation is it is something nefarious.
If you are going to accuse me of disinformation, then point to an example of the disinformation.
Here’s the very first slide from my 7.1 part series on Jan’s channel, The 23.5 hours of meticulously compiled and referenced content exposes a major project of the intelligence community, and much of this series is original research that has not been presented anywhere else on the Web. I draw your attention to the “Customers” section in the middle.
The claim that the CIA bought software from my company came directly from me, because it’s true. The software was $29.95, millions of people used it and tens of thousands of organizations, hundreds of thousands of people bought it.
There were more Deep State users than just the CIA, including others I listed on this slide. Why is Jan Irvin so obsessed with this one agency, as if none of the rest of them exist? Shouldn’t he have at least asked me about it? Why did Jan continue hosting me on his channel for dozens more hours of shows if he had any issues with any of my disclosures? Why would I disclose this if I was involved with it in any hidden way? Surely it would be classified.
My unique life experiences have made me an expert on the subject matter I choose to speak about on the Internet. Those who wish to call me a liar need to:
a) provide an example of something that was false
b) show that was deliberate misinformation and not a mistake
c) suggest a motive for me to lie
Reasonable request, right? I’m providing evidence, let my detractors do the same.
If you are going to accuse me of being a secret agent, you are going to have to speculate on what the motive would be. I have released tons of thorough research, much of it brand new to the Internet. How does that do anything for the CIA, or any other group? If you follow my Twitter feed you will see I’m pro-Trump and against the #DeepState and the #PedoGate perps. So are they saying that’s all pretend? Why? Who am I supposed to be spying on, fellow New Zealanders? Burners? They are happy to make insinuations and allegations against me but can’t be bothered to attempt a plausible theory of motive or objective.
The Front Lines of the Internet
Alex Jones seems to be using Jan Irvin as part of his “Jesus sent me” war against Joe Rogan. If you haven’t caught up with the biggest news in alt-media in 2019 yet here’s a quick introduction:
We have the #1 podcast in the world vs the #1 news broadcast in the world, so this is kind of a big deal. Potentially hundreds of millions of viewers of both audiences combined, with Alex Jones’ platform playing a massive part in the election of Donald Trump in 2016. As a result it is now at the front lines of the Internet battle for freedom of speech vs deplatforming of evidence-based reporting.
Jan Irvin turned Joe Rogan on to DMT and Ayahuasca, and they consumed many other types of hallucinogenic drugs together. Alex said that Jan was one of the people the CIA used to launch this movement on the American people.
Alex claims Joe Rogan is a CIA agent. I have recently shown evidence from Alex’s own statements about AJ’s recruitment into military intelligence. There can be no question that InfoWars is a military/intelligence operation, they even tell you that it is.
Coinciding with Alex’s claims that Joe Rogan is a CIA agent, his new re-guest Jan Irvin is now making the same claims about me – hence the unfortunate need for this post.
Jan claims to be some sort of Christian but has recently been promoting the Russian historical revision of Fomenko (but not the Mudflood), including his insistence that Rome is not in Italy, Jerusalem is not in Israel, and the New Testament was written before the Old Testament. #YMMV, in my opinion Jan has done some good research over the years but also skates a lot on the contributions of his guests and frequently refuses to credit those who have researched the same topics before him.
Jan has made a number of accusations against me recently:
that I am a CIA agent
that I run “teams of trolls” against him
that I am a “pseudo billionaire”
that I am a pedophile
that I am a Satanist
that I walk the Left Hand Path and promote the kabbalistic inversion of the Bible
Every one of these statements is false. I challenge them to present one piece of evidence for any of it – and point out that it is outrageous for people to make such accusations without providing proof.
I’m not a “pseudo” anything. I never claimed to be a billionaire or did anything to promote Satanism. I walk in the light.
The art on the walls of my office is Hexen 2.0 by Suzy Treister. I like that it freaks some people out, art is supposed to have a provocative effect.
Have a look through the cards, there’s nothing evil there other than aspects of the subject matter itself. It is all about the Macy Conferences, cybernetics, the counter-culture, DARPA, the Internet – that is, all the things I talk about and research. There is nothing occult or Satanic in the artwork and I do not use the posters to play Tarot cards or do any witchcraft. The Internet is a net, and we all got caught in it. Suzy spent 4 years researching and illustrating the same complex, intertwined shadow history that I did. We came to many of the same conclusions, and I still learn things from her work. It is awesome to sit surrounded by 78 of these amazing artworks, very inspiring.
I commissioned the installation directly from Suzy, whom I have never had the pleasure of meeting. She was a pleasure to deal with and since then she was chosen by a jury of experts in art and science to become artist in residence for a fully funded two months at CERN followed by a month at FACT in Liverpool – which I just visited, but the gallery was closed.
Perhaps in the “connect the dots” logic of Logos Media, this will be “evidence” that I am an agent working for CERN – a UNESCO project founded by Julian Huxley.
Why the Names?
My HTML editor was called HotDog because the main competitor was HoTMetaL and I was trying to think of a name that went with sausage.com
My company was called Sausage Software because that was my nickname at college, I figured if they could have “Apple Computer” why couldn’t I have Sausage Software? When I first got on the Internet in 1994 I had my own corporation Sausage Software Pty Ltd and registered the domain name sausage.com . It turned out to be a great name, catchy and memorable and amusing. Oscar Mayer offered me $1 million for it 3 weeks after launching my company. I turned them down and it ended up being worth a lot more.
I created great software that made it easy for people to make web pages, in a time when that used to be pretty difficult. It’s something we take for granted today. WIRED magazine named HotDog as the #3 most downloaded sofware on the Internet in 1997. People liked it because it was good software, easy to use with good help files and a bit of irreverence. The media liked the name “Sausage” because they could come up with all sorts of double entendre headlines. I followed Donald Trump and Richard Branson’s (and Burning Man’s!) proven strategies of using the media for free advertising, the media lapped it all up. I took the company public, the stock went up and down, we got some big corporations like Intel, Telstra and St George Bank to invest large amounts of money (and make massive profits), and I managed to sell about half my stock before the dot com crash in 2000. The company made more than a dozen acquisitions and became something different from what I started, so I left.
What part of that was the CIA? People loved my software, downloaded it, typed in their credit card number and got a license key, some of them bought stock in the company. We saw the email addresses of our customers but never met the customers, there was no one from the CIA saying “hey can you go ask Jan Irvin for evidence, if you troll him we’ll buy another thousand licenses”. Tens of thousands of companies bought it, we had well over 90% of the Fortune 500 using it for example. Most major universities in the world bought licenses. We’re talking about the third most downloaded software on the Internet, it went everywhere. 250,000 downloads a day. How did anyone have control over that?
If someone who works for the CIA buys a copy of Lorde’s album , does that make Lorde a CIA agent? Of course it doesn’t, this is preposterous. Yet this is what is being alleged of me.
As someone who professes to be trying to educate people about the Trivium, Jan understands well that it’s impossible to prove a negative [pseudologic]. I can’t prove I don’t run teams of trolls any more than I can prove I don’t own a spaceship. The burden is on the accuser to provide proof. In Jan’s case, he has not provided a single citation or any other kind of “evidence”. He appears to believe that anyone trolling him is being paid by me to do so – he can’t imagine a world in which anyone might genuinely question any of his increasingly erratic claims. Trolls get banned from his social media, to create an echo chamber where his “research” cannot be questioned – but people really need to send him money. This is a cult, not something grounded in #truth.
Here is evidence directly refuting Jan’s claim that I run teams of trolls against him two different people denying that they are troll accounts for me. How many denials are required before people realize Jan is making all this up? At what point should he have to produce evidence that a “troll account” has some connection to me?
The Lost Boys? WTF is he talking about? There is nothing about a zone in Lost Boys. He is the one off in Never Never (Show Evidence) Land.
I published this comprehensive guide on how trolls operate, taking information Jan had re-appropriated from the GCHQ playbook released by Edward Snowden and adding some of my own insights and research from other web sites. If Jan would like to accuse me of trolling, I suggest he takes a look at that guide for examples of the types of things he can show evidence for. I can’t prove I didn’t troll him, so he will have to prove that I did troll him. Since his claim is that I have been doing it with teams for years, it should be easy for him to provide just one example…right? I already found 2 denying it, and I’m not even involved with this claim.
Jan is also insinuating (repeatedly) that I am a pedophile. Outrageous! Of course I am not, I believe pedophiles should be lined up in the public square in front of a firing squad. Get them out of the gene pool and off this planet.
Anyone who reads this blog knows that I think kids at Burning Man is completely wrong and comes from Crowley worship. I’ve done way more to expose that than Jan has, that’s on record. I have denounced pedophiles on Jan’s show. Meanwhile he had an actual pedophile sex trafficker on multiple times, and even defended the guy after he had been exposed.
The Knight of the Crystal Blade was not the first pedophile in Jan’s circle of friends:
The basis of the allegation against me appears to be that “hotdog” is pedophile code for “boy”. This is something that came out when WikiLeaks released emails from Stratfor (Obama flying $65k of hot dogs into white house) and John Podesta (dreaming about your hotdog stand in Hawaii). Any serious #PizzaGate researcher would know that the origins of the “code words” have never been found to be anything other than 4chan. It is one of the weakest parts of the large body of evidence that suggests PizzaGate is real. Not saying the code’s not real…but nobody has been able to prove that it is real.
Applying logic to deconstruct this claim against me, what they are saying is in 1995 in Melbourne, Australia I must have been a 22 year old pedophile who knew the US code words. I called my company Sausage and my product HotDog to signal to other pedophiles. Then sex traffickers at the CIA bought licenses for $29. Then…what? It is hard for me to reverse engineer their theories because they are so ludicrous. Why would I campaign against children going to Burning Man and expose the pedophiles that do go there, if I were actually one myself? These claims are not simply false and offensive, they are also self-contradictory.
Maybe “hot dog” is a pedophile word, how would I know? I got out of that company 20 years ago so what does any of that have to do with the research I am sharing? “Hot Dog” is definitely a word used to describe a food item that is widely sold around the world. Not everyone who likes to eat a hot dog or a cheese pizza is a pedophile, if you think that way you have been mind controlled.
If “hotdog” was pedophile code in 1995 then there should be evidence of that somewhere – a web page or a book or an email or a magazine article or a letter using it in that context. The #PizzaGate community routinely refer to the FBI list of pedophile symbols revealed by WikiLeaks in 2007, why wouldn’t it be in there?
To make this case, the accuser needs to:
Prove that anyone anywhere was using “hotdog” as pedophile code before 1995.
Show how I could have got that information.
Demonstrate what any of that has to do with an HTML Editor, which is like a cross between “Word” and “Notepad”.
Show how the CIA created my fortune and compromised me to make me their agent.
Provide an example of one thing I did on the CIA’s behalf in my whole career.
I’ve just told you the true version of events, why I chose the name, where the money came from. I made a product that people liked. Millions of people downloaded the software for a free 30-day trial, hundreds of thousands liked it enough to pay $29.95 (or $99.95 for a Professional version) and tens of thousands of corporations used it. Millions of web pages were created with it. I took the company public at 75 cents a share and the first trade was $1.50. The peak share price was $8.20 and at one point it was as low as 8 cents. We did big deals and grew the company and I sold the shares. It was a public company so all of this is on the record.
If you want to dispute any of that, provide evidence. If you have another version of events in which none of the above was real and the CIA just “did” it all, provide evidence. At least suggest a motive or a logically feasible hypothesis.
Since I can’t prove or disprove a negative, in this post I am going to stick with what evidence I can share. I’m not expecting anyone to be interested enough to read this all the way through, but I do need to get this on the record. The Internet is forever, after all. I can live with people criticizing me, and have always welcomed open dialog here and on our Twitter and Facebook groups – total following, about 300,000. I have only had to block a tiny handful of people over the years, people talking extreme smack about me don’t get blocked…isn’t that right, Pooh Bear/aka/whatevs ?
Meanwhile, Jan the self-proclaimed promoter of the Trivium “Method” (and constant discusser of “kabbalistic inversion”) blocks me, then escalates his slander about me knowing I can’t respond. Even if I made another account to respond, that would be blocked too. Is this truly evidence-based research? Or a cult of personality, manipulating and distorting the Trivium, beguiling people with rhetoric and emotional triggering into following a path far away from sound logic and solid grammar?
Jan will no doubt describe this as a “hit piece” on him; when in fact it is a response to the escalation of his recent attacks on me:
calling me out (but not by name) on Jesse Spots show
asking Jesse Spots to ban me from his channel for asking “evidence please” when Jan started lying about me
releasing an edited 18 minute segment of the Jesse Spots interview to paint me further into his narrative
blocking me from comments on YouTube, Facebook, and Twitter
making a video edited to highlight me talking about selling my HotDog software ($29.95) to the CIA
calling me a CIA agent
calling me a Satanist
saying I run teams of trolls to manipulate people against him
gaslighting his audience with many logical fallacy-based criticisms of me, all done behind my back where I have no opportunity to respond.
All I can do is to share the evidence I have, people can consider it and make up their own minds. I invite Jan to do the same…I will even present some of his so-called “evidence” in this post.
I would be able to share much more information if Jan hadn’t gone to great lengths to block me and erase all history of our interactions from social media. This is the best of what I am able to put together from what I saved of our interactions.
I can categorically state:
I am not a Satanist, my family are Christians. I believe in intelligent design, a God of Infinite Love, and the values of 1776 America. The revolutionary spirit enshrined in the Constitution and Bill of Rights. I disavow all Satanists and Luciferians, and have published plenty of work that supports that.
I do not run teams of trolls, against Jan or anybody. Why would I?
I only ever tried to help Jan, with research, money, advice, contacts, books, ideas. He is the most ungrateful person I have ever met in 25 years on the Internet, since before there was Amazon, Microsoft, Yahoo! or Google
I do not (and have never) work(ed) or acted for in any way the CIA, the “5 Eyes”, or any other organization or agency or secret society or cult or religion. I have been self employed for more than half of my life and quite successful at that, which is well documented public knowledge with hundreds of mainstream media articles.
Nobody has ever paid me to write anything on this blog, ever, in almost 2000 posts in more than 7 years; or anywhere else
I have never promoted drug use or cultural debasement; I point you to many posts written by our (paid) guest writer Terry Gotham specifically for harm reduction. There is very little of this content on the Internet, and both Terry and I stand by the information that has been shared here.
My only agenda is the truth
Every single person on the Internet criticizing me at the moment is e-begging for donations and subcriptions at the same time. I challenge any of them to show they have done more research than me, or presented more evidence to support their claims.
Jan Irvin has done far more in his life to lead people towards the “left hand path” of hallucinogenic drugs and debauchery than me. I’m not saying I never indulged in it, but I never sought after it and never promoted it. Too many other things to do in this world that require focus and full mental faculties.
My life’s journey has exposed me to many people who abused psychedelic drugs, and some of the behavior I am forced to deal with from Irvin is consistent with known side effects of long term drug abuse. I should also point out that some of it is consistent with more recent drug abuse, comedowns, withdrawals and so on. Jan claims to have given up all drugs including marijuana, only drinking alcohol (tequila). However we do not know what prescription medications he may be on; he admits to eating an unusual diet where “if I eat wheat I will die”. He believes that veganism is the same as Satanism.
Jan Irvin is lying, which is easy to prove. My last show with Jan was actually at the time of Burning Man: August 26, 2017. As you will see from other posts here, Jan was still working with me then and actively trying to recruit me into his attacks against Joe Atwill. October 10 2017 is when he turned on me over Facebook, I will share the full dialog at the end of this post.
Let’s show another example of Jan lying. Remember this is no ordinary YouTube scammer, this is someone who insists that he is living in the Word of God (Logos) and that he uses the Trivium Method so everything he says is evidence-based research and demonstrably true:
Here’s the video he’s referring to. As you can see, it was published by Brian Smith, the first programmer I handed off HotDog code to when I had to concentrate on being a CEO and growing the company. He put it on the web in February 2007.
Whether or not Jan did any due diligence before having me on his show and saw this video before we did our series together is irrelevant, since I told everybody that the CIA had bought software from me in my very first slide. There is no deception here. I started the YouTube series in 2016, so you’re talking about a few $29 transactions from 21 years earlier. What was I supposed to do, refuse to do business with US government agencies? Why shouldn’t they be allowed to buy my software if they like it? How does them buying a software license prove they recruited me to become a secret agent doing their bidding? This is a non-sequitur.
Summary of Financial Transactions
I am reluctant to donate to any other content creators after my experience with Jan Irvin and Gnostic Media – since renamed to Logos Media.
We met face-to-face on August 5 2015 at Jan’s home in Southern California. Jan had reached out to me on Facebook asking me for advice on monetizing his Internet platform. I took him for a spin in my McLaren, which he seemed to appreciate.
Jan encouraged me to make the Silicon Valley’s Secret Weapon – the Shadow History of Burners series as long as necessary to get everything out. I felt bad that he had to do a lot of editing so I could include slides and brief video clips. Initially I paid him for his time, and later I helped set him up with OBS so that he could live stream his shows and bring my PowerPoint slides up on the screen as I was talking.
All up it comes to $8,706.26. I’m sure most YouTubers would be happy to get that sort of cash donation from someone in their audience, and wouldn’t feel the need to attack their guest once the money stopped.
If you believe his claim that I am a CIA agent, then this must be evidence that he is on the payroll of the CIA. To me it’s just even more evidence that he’s a douchebag.
In addition to the transactions listed here, I bought him books and computer equipment and paid for his travel and meals when he came up to San Francisco to meet with Joe Atwill at my home.
At the very least, you would have to say that he is ungrateful to probably his biggest ever donor. On top of the cash and gifts is his ability to monetize and gain subscribers from all the high quality content I have given him, which has been widely praised and has now been seen by hundreds of thousands of people on his channel. I brought him many subscribers from my large social media following.
Standing On The Shoulders of Giants
Jan keeps talking about “his research” but most of what he talks about was first exposed by other people. This 1978 Executive Intelligence Review (RIP Lyndon LaRouche) article exposes Aldous Huxley’s role in MKULTRA and Timothy Leary as a CIA agent.
Jan insists he has still never read this article. Why not, given that it is some of the earliest research published on the topics he seems focused on? As a researcher why would you not read it when it had repeatedly been brought to your attention by others?
Jan was also not the person who found original documents linking Robert Gordon Wasson (RGW) to the CIA’s MKULTRA Sub-project 58.
John Marks got the documents by FOIA request for his 1979 book. Marks is dismissed by Jan because he had insider connections to the CIA, and therefore the book must be a limited hangout. It’s funny how so many whistleblowers, myself included, get accused of that identical thing by Jan – and yet, he never bothers to point out what disinformation is being provided. A limited hangout where everything is 100% true is not a psyop designed to trick people. Are 30 whistleblower books about the intelligence community all lies? Is Douglas Valentine’s? Fletcher Prouty’s? This is the knowledge I promote.
The extent of Jan’s counter-cultural research publications is his 5 essays, one co-written with Joe Atwill. He kept wanting me to alter my brain database so it would be easier for him to ingest all the content from it into his. I deliberately kept the two separate.
Here are the original messages from Carl Hassell to Jan on January 1, 2018, bringing his attention to this girl speaking about his work. [As an aside, Carl and I will be recording the next CryptoBeast Part 2 of Mana – the Man of Mystery very soon]
The video they are talking about has now been removed. Jan trying to control the narrative again?
The relationship progressed staggeringly quickly, from commenting on a stranger’s YouTube video to getting married less than 3 months later. How long was it between their first meeting in person and heading to the courthouse? It seems to have been perhaps 1 month. Holly says they got married in May, Jan says it was April, in fact they announced that they had got married on March 27 2018. It seems a rather important detail to get straight, doesn’t it? How could they both be wrong?
Jan’s “Slut Shaming” of Holly Before Dumping Her
The clip below is seriously one of the worst things I have ever seen on the Internet. Jan publicly humiliates his wife while telling her he loves her. If you watch one video in this post, watch this one – just the first couple of minutes will give you the general idea.
About 5:50 in Jan describes it as an “arranged marriage”. At 36 minutes in Jan asks for more superchats so he can buy a steak. I shit you not.
The poor girl looks about half Jan’s age. She is now his third ex-wife. Holly was in tears by the end, and so were many people in the chat. Almost everyone in the live chat and YouTube comments were supportive of Holly and disgusted by Jan; so he disabled the comments, and then took down the video. A typical pattern of trying to control the spin through rhetoric rather than dealing in the world of truth: grammar and logic.
I did manage to screenshot some of the comments before they were removed:
Somehow this horrific public crucifixion of his wife gets twisted around by Jan into I’m a Satanist gang-stalking him with trolls. Can he not even take responsibility for this? I was just a guy watching the live stream in dismay, crying along with Holly and everyone else.
“Turns out he was a Crowley type Satanist”. Again, evidence please.
Here’s a series of emails from Jan salivating over a 2-volume first edition of Aleister Crowley’s Equinox being available for $1200-1500. Perhaps he was dropping a hint for me to buy it for him; he was already traveling to see his girlfriend (Elizabeth, not Holly) based on a $1000 donation I sent him.
I never bought the books, why would I? I collect rare books because I am looking for rare knowledge, I don’t need a fancy edition of something readily available in print. I have never read any of Crowley’s books, or Austin Osman Spare for that matter, but I have some of their books on my shelf for reference. I bought “Anathema of Zos” because I liked the name, but that was many years after the club was sold. Thanks to Amazon, I can prove it:
My Amazon order history, which dates back to 1995, also disproves another claim that Jan has made publicly: that he is the one who got me into reading Richard Spence’s excellent book about Crowley Secret Agent 666. I purchased it May 10, 2014, before I ever met Jan or made any contact with him.
Are you getting the picture yet? Under the guise of the Trivium he just constantly puts out disinformation.
Aleister Crowley is a major figure in my research. Up there with Charles Babbage on how influential he was. If I worshipped him and promoted his values then where is the evidence of me doing that, ever? It is nonsense again.
Meanwhile Jan’s third wife is dressing as a witch for All Seeing Eye themed events and doing nude photo shoots; here’s some evidence of that:
A couple of Holly’s burlesque rituals were saved to the Internet archive in July 2018:
I personally don’t see anything wrong with any of this, Holly was a free adult (24) when she participated in these plays. Jan glosses over the part of the story where he deceived her about his second divorce never being finalized, which is arguably a worse sin. Why not just deal with all this in private? Call me old fashioned, but why not get to know each other before deciding to marry?
Holly’s earlier videos talking about marriage and slut-shaming are sad in light of what happened. Did Jan even watch these videos and understand this woman’s worldview before promising to spend the rest of his life with her? Or was she deliberately targeted for a takedown by a narcissistic disinformation operative because she made these videos?
Any researcher worth their salt could easily find out about Holly’s background, since she was not ashamed of it and not trying to hide it.
It’s a little harder for me to understand Jan getting married to someone who championed transgender rights for children, given his many shows talking about the “transgender agenda”
A year before, Jan had been madly in love with Elizabeth, also out on the East coast. The anti-Semitic positions he expresses in this email are a little hard to reconcile with a frequent InfoWars guest.
Jan Unhinged vs Chris Dorsey
This video discussion with Commander of the Virginia Militia Chris Dorsey is extremely revealing. Jan does not seem to be in a balanced emotional state.
A good point is raised here. How many false allegations that others are government agents does one have to make, until suspicion turns on the alleger themselves?
The “Agent” List
Here are some of the people who’ve gone from being Jan’s friends or guests to being secret agents out to get Jan in the last couple of years.
Maybe some of these people actually are agents, I’m open to it. Robert Roe turned out to be a pedophile from a weird Mormon cult. Some of these people openly admit they have intelligence community connections. But all of them? Are they really secret agents in some massive propaganda/disinformation campaign, or are they just people who disagreed with Jan so got blocked?
The best case scenario for Jan is that he’s an appalling judge of character and easily duped by the Deep State.
Usually the people running round the village saying “I’m surrounded by agents” are sent to the loony bin. In Jan’s case, there is some indication from YouTube comments that he has spent time in such facilities – though this has to be treated as hearsay, it doesn’t meet the standard of court-admissible evidence. The second person is at least claiming direct, first-hand knowledge and that there is paperwork and other metadata to back it up.
Court Orders do meet the standard of evidence admissible in court. There is obviously some sort of underlying issue, since a court required Jan to complete anger management classes.
A *Real* Pizzagate Connection?
If there was one event that seems to have marked a turning point in Jan’s life, and a dramatic shift in his behavior and treatment of those around him who thought of themselves as his friends, it would have to be his involvement with someone from an infamous CIA family. Nora Maccoby made a video about “growing up in a CIA family”. Her Dad is James Alefantis’ lawyer. She seems to have reached out to Jan and tried to engage with him around the time he started turning on everyone.
Further bizarre connections to this family come from Stephen Biss, who happens to be the lawyer for Defango, Robert David Steele, and Timothy Holmseth. Biss’s wife has been giving large superchat donations to truther channels under the name Ahme, trying to “correct the record” about the Maccoby’s Friends of the Orphans charity not being the same one that Haitian child trafficker Laura Silsby and her lawyer were connected to.
As you can see from the dialog, Jan is the one actively cultivating relationships with the CIA and Pentagon in 2017. I am the one trying to warn him about it. Why would I do that if I was in fact a CIA agent? Part of my cover is to always be working against their interests?
What Jan admits he was doing is much more intimate and immediate than me meeting a guy at a charity event 10 years ago who worked at the CIA 14 years before that. After he started talking to Nora, everything seemed to change and his behavior started becoming increasingly erratic.
It was not long after the above exchange with Jan that I was contacted by Matt Carney.
Whisper Campaigns – Black Magic
Going behind peoples’ backs to spread disinformation in direct messages is a propaganda technique known as a whisper campaign. It’s commonly used in the Burnersphere. I have caught Defango doing it against me, trying to poison my relationships with other researchers. In fact as I was writing this post Titus Frost admitted that exact thing in the comments to Jan’s video about me:
Here, Jan was caught red-handed in a whisper campaign. This is the technique of a coward and a sophist, not a scholar. This particular attempt did not work because Matt just laughed at Jan and contacted me. It was not something Jan did as a one-off, there is a pattern of behavior and this is one of the tactics he frequently employs. There is also a playbook of behavior, and it is interesting to see Jan Irvin and Defango both utilizing that same playbook.
A year and a half later, Jan is still spreading his disinformation by direct message. You have to wonder, why? I have not spoken about him since we did Part 7, unless it was to promote his work. He has blocked me everywhere so I don’t even see his messages. I only occasionally watch one of his shows, they used to be quite good when Atwill was on but lately the guests and topics haven’t been as interesting to me.
Why does he have this obsession with me, and this belief that I am chasing him with teams of trolls/agents?
Carl was understandably freaked out to receive this message out of the blue from Jan. Paid by me to help CIA agents attack him? None of us even know what he is talking about. Why would it matter that he is banned from Facebook, since he blocked me there ages ago? What did he get banned for?
CIA Fact Check #1 – Facebook Spying
FACT CHECK: False. Vahid is not the head of Amazon and there is nothing special about any Facebook groups.
Jan’s theory is that I work with the “head of Amazon” and use two secret Facebook research groups to study the responses of the members. He wants people to leave the groups without telling me why and stop collaborating with me on research.
As usual, no evidence is posted about What, Where or When nor any logical explanation given about How or Why. A Facebook group is just people sharing links to web pages. Facebook itself is “the most appalling spying machine that has ever been invented”, the Deep State already has back-door access built-in, why would they need additional projects talking about conspiracy theories and shadow history? Jan should know this since it’s information I presented at length in both the first and last episodes of our Burners series. Maybe he wasn’t paying attention.
The basis for Jan’s claim here appears to be that my friend Vahid who was a mod in one of the groups is the “head of Amazon”. Amazon cloud hosts some databases for the CIA, therefore anyone who works at Amazon is CIA and anything they do outside of work is actually a secret CIA project. I mean, that really is Jan’s theory, as far as I can tell from this interaction with Matt. He repeated it again here:
You can read Vahid’s book Ethics In Tech Or Lack Thereof about his experiences at Amazon for free here. Decide for yourself if that’s a cover story for a secret agent, or someone’s actual life story. He was a mid-level sales guy who got shafted by Amazon and Computer Sciences Corporation. He’s a victim of the Deep State not an agent for them. Vahid organized the NSA Comedy Tour in 2013 and the Big Tech Comedy Roast in 2018. I guess the biggest threat to Homeland Security is laughter, so the NSA has to create these events to secretly spy on tech comedy aficionados, in between identifying conspiracy theorists and plotting their responses.
Magic and Misinformation
He’s saying that because I go by zos.org I am a devotee of Chaos Magic. That’s because a famous magician named Austin Osman Spare wrote a book called “Zos Kia”. Elsewhere Jan points out that the name ZOS stands for Zone of Separation. These two facts cannot both be true at the same time, if it was named for one then the other could not be the reason and therefore must be false. So at least one of his statements is a falsehood, by its very premise. In fact both his statements are false, the real reason I go by “zos.org” is that my nickname is Saus, like Sausage – that’s why my company was called Sausage Software. The business owned sausage.com but I was not able to get saus.com/net/org in 1995. I was able to get zos.org though. I used to play a video game at the fish and chip shop called “Galaga”, where if you got in the high score leaderboard you could enter 3 initials. I put “SOS” once meaning “Saus”, and my buddy looked at it and read it out “S – O – S” – like the emergency call. So next time I put ZOS.
I have read a few books about Crowley, but not any written by him. I’ve bought a few over the years, they’re sitting on the shelf unread.
Zone of Separation
When they wanted to name the club ZOS was one of the names suggested because I had the domain name in my portfolio. My friend Lee Glezos, Playa name Cusp, who came with me to our first Burning Man in 1998 was I think the one who came up with “Zone of Separation”. He may have had more time to think about acronyms in the past, given that he had the letters in his own name.
ZoS had the words “REALITY” over the dance floor entrance and “ILLUSION” over the exit door. The Zone of Separation, the fine line between reality and illusion. The “Twilight Zone” might have been in our thinking, but “Temporary Autonomous Zones” were not. There was nothing in Burning Man’s marketing materials back then about Hakim Bey or “Zone Trip 4” or Andrei Tarkovsky’s Stalker.
It was only later that I learned “Zone of Separation” was a term used to refer to the Inter-Entity Boundary Line aka “No Man’s Land” dividing Serbia and Bosnia. There’s even a TV series about it now. Funny because Jan was there back in those days…doing what, he’s never said.
I was never involved in the management or operations of ZoS Entertainment but they always worked hard to maintain an excellent standing with the local authorities and community. The last thing a nightclub in Australia – where police wait outside festivals with rows of drug dogs – would want to promote to anyone is a “Temporary Autonomous Zone”, ie a place where laws and rules do not apply. Melbourne has one of the most highly regulated clubbing environments in the world – which doesn’t stop Melburnians from partying hard AF. They just try to make it safe. Zos Entertainment promoted their clean track record, health and safety compliance, cameras, metal detector, and carefully chosen professional security. Like every other large club in Australia, there were multiple undercover police officers there every night. The cops held events there and brought their own security – which was by far the most raucous crowd I’ve ever seen! Trust me when I say I’ve seen a lot, I mean I’ve been to Burning Man 11 times. Imagine what you see in that alone. But I digress.
The club had a rock wall of giant Easter Island-style faces, carved out of foam by one of the stonemasons who worked on Lord of the Rings. They looked dope, if I do say so myself. I guess you could argue that’s occult, “graven idols” or whatever, but have you ever been to a nightclub with a 24/7 liquor license and the world’s top DJs playing that had big statues of Jesus, Mary in the manger and so on? Maybe that sort of thing is cool in San Bernardino but it would never fly in Melbourne, Australia. It was more about lasers and glowy shit.
If the image on one of the nightclub’s web pages is supposed to be “Satan” then what is Jan’s supposed to be? An alien? A self-transforming machine elf?
Jan has combed through the Wayback Machine looking for examples to cherry pick, but he is not showing you the other images from the club web site like the most recent one saved:
The image below was a placeholder page before the club’s web site was built. It looks like a dancing spaceman to me, some people see horns, some see an eyeball or a fireball. There’s no tail or anything, to say this is Satanic symbolism is drawing a very long bow. Is it tribal tech house? Fuck yeah! Sure looks like that to me.
In previous exchanges Jan has said the ZOS logo looked like a “Crowley Hat”
I can’t see the resemblance in any way. Maybe someone can try to explain it to me in the comments. A pointy tip? I guess I can kind of see how one could get a hint of “All Seeing Eye” out of the ZoS logo, but if so it’s very different from the “Egyptian eye” in Crowley’s hat.
The actual, main public logo, in neon above the club entrance is below for comparison. The effect is slightly different.
I always thought of the bit behind the O as a shield or a Star Trek-style badge. Maybe a window. I can sort of see an eye, I guess. Is it the Illuminati “all seeing eye”, though? I can’t see that. I can definitely confirm that we never briefed any graphic designers to put anything Satanic in the logo or fitout or web site or anywhere.
Designer Ralph Moser created the look of the club, one of the most talented people I’ve ever worked with. He never struck me as a Satanist or into the occult. The theme I gave him was “tribal tech house”, which is also my favorite style of music. Once the venue is fitted out and opens, the nights at a club are all sub-let to promoters. The music and themes of club nights are normally nothing to do with the club owners. Promoters bring the DJs and the crowd, they choose marketing that attracts the crowd they want. Whatever images they used were up to them, I never saw anything overtly Satanic and I don’t think our staff would have found that acceptable. Some of them did use occult imagery or names like “Majik” or “Babylon”, but that doesn’t mean I got into the nightclub business for Satanic reasons. If I did, why wouldn’t it be full of that symbolism – a la Voodoo Donuts? Decide for yourself, here’s photos and video of the opening night. INXS were there! Everyone’s having a great time, that’s what it’s all about: entertainment. I just loved the music and the club’s sound system got international recognition.
If the whole thing is a Satanic dark occult thing, where is the evidence of that in any of the photos or video? Wouldn’t we have to be promoting it because that’s what we were all into? Surely there would be at least one pentagram or something? Another claim that leaves me scratching my head because the logic makes no sense, there’s no grammar, only empty and accusatory rhetoric.
In 2002 Virgin booked the club for a VIP event for the re-opening of the Virgin Megastore next door to ZoS on Chapel St, which is the main fashion street in Australia. It was the biggest event in Melbourne that year. Closing Chapel St to traffic is the equivalent to when Howard Street outside the Moscone Center gets closed for Salesforce or Oracle conferences in San Francisco. It is absolute chaos for the rest of the city, and I’m not sure if it has ever happened again since.
Virgin’s corporate booking of the venue was the biggest bar tab and best crowd ZoS ever had. It wouldn’t look great for their PR to have Sir Richard Branson, owner of famous London nightclub “Heaven“, dressing up as a monk only to be photographed surrounded by Australia’s biggest celebrities going to a Satanic club – and these people are the best in the world at PR. Read the brief: “media attention was the primary focus of the night”.
Jan Irvin, of course, says that Richard Branson is a CIA agent. Never mind that he’s a British citizen with a knighthood bestowed directly by the Queen.
CIA Fact-Check #2: “Dinner With the DCI”
Fact Check: FALSE. Jan is knowingly repeating disinformation.
I distinctly remember a conversation with Jan and Joe Atwill at my house in Marin County where Joe said “you’re an asshole, but I like that about you”. My memory is Jan taking offense to that and walking into the kitchen, I don’t remember the situation he’s describing other than that. I wouldn’t have thought that anyone at the CIA would want to work with Jan given all the stuff he says about them, but as it turns out maybe they did…more on that later.
As for “dinner with the DCI” Jan knows the complete story, I have reminded him many times of the details. He is choosing to mischaracterize the situation, he is only interested in his distorted spin not the true story. Again it is information that comes from me, freely volunteered.
I met James Woolsey at a fundraising dinner for Conservation International in Washington D.C. in 2009. At the time Woolsey had been retired from the CIA for 14 years. I was a +1 for my friend Pablo Sanchez-Navarro (may he rest in peace). We were both guests of Nick Pritzker, family friends with Pablo since he was a small boy. Nick’s son Joby and Pablo’s brother Santiago are both Burners. Also at the table was William McDonough (“call me Bill!”), widely regarded as the godfather of eco-conscious architecture. I was seated next to James Woolsey (“call me Jim”). I recognized him from Fox News. At the time he had just served as John McCain’s Energy Policy Advisor for his Presidential Campaign.
I used the opportunity to pick his brains, within the context of energy. I didn’t ask him if Burning Man was a Deep State operation, I’d never even considered that possibility at that stage. I did ask him about Tesla energy, and felt he skillfully deflected the question. He recommended I read the book “Empires of Light” by Jill Jonnes, about Tesla, Edison, and Westinghouse – which was one of the best history books I’ve ever read, 10/10, a must read. He also recommended “Florence of Arabia”, which was OK but nothing special. He told me about fracking, and how it was going to change the world’s geopolitical landscape given the massive domestic oil and gas reserves that could now be unlocked. This advice actually made a difference in my decision to abandon plans to pursue a $20 million solar plant we’d been working on in Cabo San Lucas when the Global Financial Crisis hit in 2008. I could see solar having a lot of challenges to be cost competitive if there was about to be an oversupply of natural gas. So if you’re reading this Jim, thanks very much! I got out of renewables at the right time, one day their time will come again.
At no time did Woolsey say anything about the CIA, or try to recruit me into anything. We didn’t even exchange business cards. Nor did anyone else at the table. It was a great night with a fascinating group of older people. Nick regaled us with stories of his adventures around the world with his mates like U2, and was a lively and entertaining host. Harrison Ford dropped by our table, one of the patrons of the charity. He was pretty wasted, and had a flashy diamond earring in one ear. The charity showed some encouraging slides about their projects to reforest the Amazon. Steven Chu’s speech was a little boring. I met Tom Friedman, nice guy.
When I met Woolsey he had not been in the CIA for 14 years. Jan knows this, but continues to mischaracterize this chance encounter with a long-retired former employee at a charity event as “Steve had dinner with the Director of Central Intelligence”.
Again, this is a piece of evidence that I volunteered freely, rather than something Jan dug up from his own research. If I was recruited at this meeting then why would I tell people about it? It is guilt by association once again. To meet famous people is really not that big of a deal if you live a life where that happens frequently. I’ve had a long and successful international career and have met many elite people, including Mr & Mrs Trump. How does that make any of my information invalid? Isn’t that more of an indication that I really know what I’m talking about, and have to be careful to only speak the truth?
I have been a self-made man since the age of 22, why do I need to work for anyone? Isn’t the CIA supposed to hire American citizens? What am I doing now, spying on New Zealand for Australia? There is no logic to these theories, there is no evidence, there is a huge amount of sophistry and ad hominem attacks.
Why did I work with Jan in the first place? General Bert Stubblebine was the highest level whistleblower from the military/intelligence community about 9/11. He felt comfortable going on Jan’s show and confirming at least some degree of British involvement in MKULTRA. He was the boss of the team of “JEDI warriors” in Project GRILL FLAME that I talked about in Part 2 of my Shadow History of Burners series. So it seemed like a channel that was a good fit for my content, if it was OK for a whistleblower General to go on it then it should be fine for me.
Sadly, later Jan would tell me that General Bert was “dirty”.
Douglas Dietrich and Jan Irvin seem to both be mentally unhinged, suffering from consequences of long term drug abuse, and convinced that I am a secret agent gang stalking them with teams of trolls. Welcome to the Internet!
I spent years helping Jan, not to mention thousands of dollars, and none of my time trolling him or causing trouble. Not one second. This post has taken time to write that I would rather have spent elsewhere, but at least now everything is on the record. People are welcome to make up their own minds, I’ve presented as much evidence as I thought was relevant, now the onus is on Jan Irvin to present his.
The rest of this post is a series of message dialogs that will show the timeline of what really happened between Jan, Joe and I.
The Most Recent Run-In
Here’s the video I’m talking about, which Jan holds up as “evidence” that I was recruited by the CIA. If I had been, why would I then go on TV to talk about it? This is a logical fallacy known as non sequitur.
Sausage Software sold software license keys from a web site, in exchange for credit card numbers. We never met our customers. Most of the Fortune 500 used our product HotDog, and thousands of universities. Does that mean I was recruited by all of them too? Another logical fallacy is at work here, guilt by association – but how can they claim I am “associated” with people and organizations I have never met, who pay $29 for a 20-digit software license key?
You can read Clint Richardson’s Open Letter to Jan Irvin for yourself. There’s a lot of confirmation in the comments too. If you do, I think you will find it hard to characterize it as “a hit piece cause [Jan] found out he’s gay”.
There is no evidence that I do chaos magic or run trolls, I know that for a fact because I don’t do those things. For merely asking “evidence, please” in the chat to his live stream with Jesse Spots, he accused me of trolling and demanded I be immediately banned.
Jan seemed to turn on many of his friends at the same time.
I emphatically deny that I am “spinning chaos magic” or “running trolls”. These allegations are absurd, and presented without evidence: they are literally the rantings of a madman.
I did indeed go on his show talking about “Teen Love”, when he invited @auticulture and myself on Unspun 63 with @joeatwill. Jan chose the topic for his show. I wanted to get more information from Jaysun about the Isis-Urania sect.
We did 50 Years of Flower Power with Hans Utter on the 50th Anniverary of the Human Be-In, exposing the shadowy connections between the military/intelligence combine and the “Summer of Love”.
We were all friends back then. Did we all suddenly turn into agents at the same time? Or did something change in Jan?
If we’re all agents, then how does any of the information help any Deep State agenda? We are presenting evidence-based research from primary sources, including videotapes of people saying these things themselves. How could this be disinformation or propaganda of any kind? The Trivium requires logic, but Jan is unable to back up evidence-based claims with logical explanations. Point to some disinformation! Criticize some of the evidence!
As Miles Mathis points out, Jan Irvin has strangely light Internet footprints. I have asked him several times about his time in Yugoslavia, and how it coincided with America’s involvement in the Serbian war. He has changed his appearance a great deal since those days.
So I don’t have the CIA or any other groups or their money or any occult crap. I guess that means I have nothing. His rebuttal to the allegations made at ISGP (reproduced at the end of this post) are “he has an HP printer”. Make of that what you will, I am providing plenty of examples in this post of false information and misrepresentations being made by Jan, meanwhile anything I’ve ever seen at ISGP has been of the highest calibre research available online about parapolitics. #YMMV
I think Jan’s done good research. But he’s lying about me and misrepresenting the Trivium. You could argue he’s running a kabbalistic inverstion of the Trivium, where the grammar is based on false premises and distorted assumptions, the rhetoric is all ad hominems and other logical fallacies, while the logic itself is preposterous. Why?
Who sows confusion? Who sows chaos? Who presents true information with confirming evidence? Me, the last one. Never the first two. Can Jan say the same? I have pointed to plenty of his disinformation here, and plenty of my own evidence.
Here you see the hypocrisy on open display:
Alex Jones was talking about this stuff long before Jan Irvin ever was. Alex has shared the story of technocracy all the way back to the 19th century, encompassing IBM, the birth of the UN and cybernetics, and the evolution of programming devices via weaponized Disney and MindWar.
Where The Rift Began: Jan vs Joe
The falling out seems to have at first been triggered over some headphones, which later Jan would try to argue was actually some form of weaponized Jesuit hypnosis black propaganda attack. No really:
So I decided to go back to UnSpun 065 to see when/if Joe starts messing with the interview when the feedback loops derail my line of thought. I am pretty sure I nailed him in the act. Start at approx 28:00. At 28:30 I am equating the return of Borneo headhunting to the communion ceremony of Catholicism, or, the body and blood of Christ, ie cannibal symbolism. Joe verbally lets out a grunt “yuuuhh” and then drops his hand when I say this. The feedback starts IMMEDIATELY along the course of Joe’s reactions. It’s all there. WATCH! He is trying to derail my train of thought This was a huge connection that I was excited to share and this just seems too coincidental. He knows through my notes that I am onto cultural manipulation, weaponized anthropology, fake cultures and all the leads I gather from Tom Harrisson lead me further into the faking of Israel and historical chronology through the Left Book Club, the Gollancz Family, Rothschilds, the British Academy and the Mandate—which I will be exposing further thanks to the source materials I am putting together over the course of the last several months.
On top of this, our high suspicion of a Saturn Cult and the ties of this into Fomenko’s work really starts to add up. Saturn devours his children. Jesus is the son of Christ. Catholicism is devouring Christ, the original religion and is passing on its cannibal joke, ie the god as noun versus God as verb. Joe seems to be covering the field by leading a false narrative of ancient Rome when none of these timelines are correct and these Emperors might be fabrications or other rulers in Europe/Asia/Mediterranean at a different time entirely.
Jacob Duellman and Jan Irvin email thread to Steve Outtrim, Aug 28 2017
The spat quickly escalated to perhaps its true nature, Jan’s new-found love for Russian alternative history theorist Anatoly Fomenko. Fomenko’s ideas are making a resurgence at the moment in the guise of “Mud Flood”, which is a fascinating rabbit hole that I enjoy exploring on YouTube.
Jan seemed excited that Fomenko could disprove Joe, even though to my mind there was no reason why Caesar’s Messiah couldn’t be compatible with Fomenko’s chronology. After all, Fomenko was not saying there were no Caesars. I could never get Jan to even entertain that possibility or find a way to keep working with Joe and research Fomenko at the same time
You can see from the exchange above than Jan and Joe had a falling out over his mic, headphones, and Fomenko. Nothing to do with anyone being an agent; that all came later.
Jan claims Fomenko “proves” the New Testament was written before the Old Testament (so much for “god’s word”, I guess). In Jan’s eyes, this invalidates the claim of Joe’s book Caesar’s Messiah that Jesus was a psyop created by the Roman Flavian emperor family.
Joe has given me permission to share their chat exchange and a recording of a phone call.
Formenko claims that the Gospels were written before the OT. He provides evidence for the claim on P 180 and 181.
Formenko cites a possible connection (note that Morozov only “suggests” the connection and does not claim he can prove it) between Zechariah and the term ‘thunderer’ because ‘thunderer’ was synonym for Jupiter who was based on Yahweh. But Formenko does not mention the possibility that the ‘thunder’ aspect could have been added to Jupiter at some later point in time and was never been a synonym for Yahweh.
Formenko then claims that “All this together with distinct astrological hue leads to the thought” (notice the ambiguity of the terms “hue” and “leads to the thought”) that the ‘Thunderer’ in the OT isn’t some unknown Hebrew god but Jesus.
Formenko’s claim is total bullshit. There is no logical foundation laid by Morozov’s conjecture concerning Yahweh being thought of as a ‘thunderer’ and the notion that the OT authors knew about the character in the Gospels.
Formenko then gives his evidence and presents the OT story with the of thirty pieces of silver and the Potter which he compares to the Gospels story with the thirty pieces of silver and the Potter’s field.
Formenko then claims that, “this alone” should tell us Zechariah was written after the Crucifixion.
Formenko’s claim is total bullshit. The relationship only shows dependency, not that the OT was written first.
Formenko then switches from erroneous logic to outright sophistry and changes his conclusion. He claims (P 182) that the dependency between the OT and the Gospels “most probably” (notice his claim is now just a “probably”) means either they were written at the same time or the “editing” of the Gospels lasted hundreds of years.
Obvious sophistry. Formenko knows his analysis is bullshit and so he changes his conclusion to one that cannot be disproven. In other words, he changes from his bullshit claim that the Gospels were written first to their being written at the same time, to maybe, sometimes, in some cases, being written before.
Ask Formenko to provide a single example of OT typology in the Gospels that proves they were written first.
Otherwise don’t waste my time with bullshit.
[6/16/17, 9:56:45 AM] joe atwill: you around?
[6/16/17, 11:29:36 AM] joe atwill: Call
[6/16/17, 11:30:20 AM] Jan I: with my son and very busy. We’ve put together a rebuttal of your comments and omisions and straw man. I never said to read only pages 181 and 182 but the entire book. But you entirely omit a paragraph there that debunks your own email. I’ll get to writing you soon.
[6/16/17, 11:30:59 AM] Jan I: I had mentioned to read the entire book, not 2 pages… that’s a hefty straw man you’ve created there.
[6/16/17, 11:31:40 AM] Jan I: This message has been removed.
[6/16/17, 11:32:22 AM] joe atwill: you could not cite any grounds for your claim to debunk my work. Instaad you told me to read the book to somehow find in it your basis. Right?
[6/16/17, 11:35:35 AM] joe atwill: my critique exposed Fomenko’s claim regarding the Gospels being written first as crackpot. I don’t need to do any more.
[6/16/17, 11:36:00 AM] Jan I: You created a bogus straw man and ignored most of the evidence he presents.
[6/16/17, 11:36:07 AM] joe atwill: bullshit
[6/16/17, 11:36:07 AM] Jan I: You don’t like the use of “suggest” and requires more diligence in asserting Jupiter and YHVH. One page of a book equates to obvious sophistry and time-wasting bullshit? What about the paragraph prior to the one he questions?
“The combination YHVH was pronounced as Jehovah by the translators of the Bible; it is often translated as The Lord God. “YHVH” can also be the future tense of the verb “to be”-“God-to-be,” or “God-to-come.” Latins transformed this word into Jovis, or Jupiter–an abbreviation of Jovis-Pater, or Jovis-Father. The Greeks transformed this name into Zeus. This historian Eunapius who had allegedly lived in 347-414 A.D. writes that “the Italians call Zeus Iovius” (, page 86).
N.A. Morozov suggests translating the name YHVH, or Jehovah, as “Thunderer,” since it is a widely used synonym for J-Pater (Jupiter).”
History: F or S? 179-180
In Google Translate, Jupiter translates to Iovi. If memory serves correctly, the letter ‘J’ did not exist at this time and the letter ‘I’ was used in its place.
Zeus /ˈzjuːs/ (Ancient Greek: Ζεύς, Zeús, [zdeǔ̯s]; Modern Greek: Δίας, Días [ˈði.as]) is the sky and thunder god in ancient Greek religion, who ruled as king of the gods of Mount Olympus. His name is cognate with the first element of his Roman equivalent Jupiter.
“Jupiter” comes, ultimateley from the Sanskrit root “Dyaus Piter” = “Sky Father”. “Dyaus” also was the root for “Zeus” and for “Jove”. Please note (as we were taught in Latin) that “J” is pronounced and “Y” and “V” as “W”, so “Jove” comes out more like “Yahweh”, which is the Hebrew name for god. For which I suggest you read Elias Auerbach’s book “Moses”.
[6/16/17, 11:37:27 AM] joe atwill: nothing in your stream of consciousness takes away from my analysis right?
[6/16/17, 11:37:29 AM] Jan I: Fomenko tells you directly:
The analysis of the Bible he can look in the Chronology 1, Chapter 3 and Chapter 5. In particular from the point of view that New Testament preceeds to the Old Testament (from the chronological point of view). I am sending the corresponding fragments of the Content:
Chapter 3 The new dating of the astronomical horoscope as described in the Apocalypse By A. T. Fomenko and G. V. Nosovskiy
[SNIPPED – Jan posted the contents pages from some of Fomneko’s chapters – Ed.]
[6/16/17, 11:38:25 AM] Jan I: You also ENTIRELY avoid the issue of the dark ages being manufactured which creates a massive problem with your whole “debunking bullshit” theory.
[6/16/17, 11:39:25 AM] joe atwill: how?
[6/16/17, 11:40:04 AM] Jan I: You’ll need to finish reading the book rather than creating a straw man from 2 pages and omitting one paragraph that directly refutes your own claim against Fomenko.
[6/16/17, 11:40:11 AM] joe atwill: bullshit
[6/16/17, 11:40:22 AM] joe atwill: you are in dream world
[6/16/17, 11:40:37 AM] joe atwill: you show me the error in fact or reasoning
[6/16/17, 11:40:44 AM] Jan I: That’s enough for today. With my son.
Chronology is entirely off. You clearly haven’t even gotten to Tartary yet.
[6/16/17, 11:40:54 AM] joe atwill: I am not going to do your scholarship
[6/16/17, 11:41:11 AM] Jan I: I know… you’ll just avoid it. I figured you would. It threatens your entire thesis.
[6/16/17, 11:41:16 AM] joe atwill: we will talk later
[6/16/17, 11:41:26 AM] joe atwill: avoid what?
[6/16/17, 11:41:33 AM] joe atwill: you are in a dream world
[6/16/17, 11:41:51 AM] Jan I: Reading the rest of Fomenko’s work… I never cited you to those 2 pages… you cherry picked that out of 3000+ pages.
[6/16/17, 11:41:53 AM] joe atwill: please cite your position and evidence
[6/16/17, 11:42:05 AM] Jan I: I cited it above. Read. thanks.
[6/16/17, 11:42:21 AM] joe atwill: what?
[6/16/17, 11:42:27 AM] joe atwill: the list?
[6/16/17, 11:42:36 AM] Jan I: If you can’t read the work, just admit it. But don’t create a straw man of 2 pages when I never cited those two pages to you. I had said to read the entire book.
[6/16/17, 11:42:54 AM] Jan I: That’s just Chron 1 of 7 books of THAT series, of 30 books on the subject in English.
[6/16/17, 11:43:08 AM] joe atwill: please reference the error in my critque
[6/16/17, 11:43:12 AM] Jan I: The problem gets pretty serious with the dark ages, which you’ve avioded reading entirely since that’s ch. 7
[6/16/17, 11:43:18 AM] joe atwill: LOL
[6/16/17, 11:43:25 AM] Jan I: I already did… I cited how you omited that paragraph entirely.
[6/16/17, 11:43:35 AM] joe atwill: how can it be serious if you won’t explain how it even exists?
[6/16/17, 11:44:04 AM] joe atwill: how does the timing of the dark ages effect analysis in CM?
[6/16/17, 11:44:12 AM] Jan I: Joe, you want me to give a full analysis of someone else’s work rather than just reading it. That’s lazy and a circular arguement. You want me to present all of Fomenko’s work as if I’m fomenko.. again, that’s Lazy. Just read it.
[6/16/17, 11:44:46 AM] joe atwill: Dude you said you had the grounds to debunk CM but wouldn’t give it
[6/16/17, 11:44:53 AM] joe atwill: you said read the book
[6/16/17, 11:44:59 AM] Jan I: What you’re worried most about is his theory that the old testament comes after the new… if the Dark Ages didn’t exist, then all of that chonology, even when the books were written, has to be entirely questioned.
[6/16/17, 11:45:40 AM] joe atwill: I have shown that his analysis of the NT coming before the OT is crackpot
[6/16/17, 11:46:04 AM] Jan I: You can’t even admit ANY of the points he raises about Scaligerian chronology, and using the trivium, he’s clearly correct about massive chunks of history.
You didn’t show it was crack pot, you cherry picked 2 pages out of the book and used that to create a straw man. Finish the book.
[6/16/17, 11:46:24 AM] joe atwill: so there is some magic stuff in Foment that you won’t tell me but if I read the book it will be clear?
[6/16/17, 11:46:27 AM] Jan I: Even if his work is only 10% correct, massive chunks of history must be reconsidered.
[6/16/17, 11:46:47 AM] joe atwill: what 90% is incorrect?
[6/16/17, 11:46:56 AM] Jan I: You’ll need to finish reading the book rather than creating a bogus straw man of 2 pages which I never suggested. Just read the work in an honest way using the trivium.
[6/16/17, 11:47:19 AM] Jan I: I didn’t say 90% was incorrect… you’re using a straw man again.. that’s bullshit sophistry, Joe… I said EVEN IF ONLY…
[6/16/17, 11:47:38 AM] joe atwill: I won’t do your scholarship – too busy – if you have something please send it to me
[6/16/17, 11:48:02 AM] joe atwill: but you can’t right?
[6/16/17, 11:48:11 AM] joe atwill: so why should I waste time?
[6/16/17, 11:48:12 AM] Jan I: No, I’ve read the book. I won’t do YOUR scholarship. Again with your sophistry… you also ignored / avoided how he destroys carbon dating.
[6/16/17, 11:48:22 AM] joe atwill: how?
[6/16/17, 11:48:34 AM] Jan I: thought you read it? you clearly didn’t. You’ve been bullshitting. I have to go.
[6/16/17, 11:48:57 AM] joe atwill: let me know if you come up with something
[6/16/17, 11:50:35 AM] Jan I: Oh, we have… but you’re clearly avoiding this and using sophistry for a reason. You even pretended to have studied Fomenko in the call yesterday… but reading 3 paragraphs of wiki is not studying his work… You should deal wiht his work honestly as we’ve done on any other subject, rather than creating straw mans and avoiding the work and cherry picking. I thought you’d be more honest than this.
[6/16/17, 11:50:50 AM] joe atwill: I recorded call
[6/16/17, 11:50:57 AM] joe atwill: what are you claiming I said
[6/16/17, 11:50:59 AM] Jan I: Me too.
[6/16/17, 11:51:04 AM] Jan I: I record all calls.
[6/16/17, 11:51:15 AM] joe atwill: so what did I say?
[6/16/17, 11:51:19 AM] Jan I: With my son. Gotta go. You avoided all the points already posted above, too.
This was followed up a couple of months later by a long email thread from Jan and Jacob Duellman trying to tag-team me into joining their “gang” to go after Joe:
I never bought into the game these guys were playing, and they ended up going their separate ways. I remain friends with Joe Atwill and hope to do more shows with him in the future, we are both semi-retired scholars.
Where The Rift Began: Jan vs Steve
Here is a Facebook conversation from October 10 2017, I am using Zos Dotorg my personal account (and Burner name). This is where Jan’s attacks on Joe now widened to include me too. I was blocked by him almost immediately after this exchange, luckily I anticipated he would do that and was able to screenshot much of our conversation. His misuse of the Trivium is predictable, and is displayed once again.
I am far from the only person Jan has publicly called a CIA agent, then blocked so he can continue to lie about them without giving them the chance to rebut his claims with evidence.
Why share your research if you don’t want to share your research? I bet there are links to ISGP articles in Jan’s brain. That’s just how the Internet works. If we are all trying to promote truth and awareness of the secret societies manipulating order in the Matrix, isn’t it great if we all build upon each others’ research? That only works if the research can be trusted, and by extension the researcher.
I have no idea how HP came up in the logs when Jan was going through ISGP’s site in the Netherlands. I do know that Jan said “they’re dirty”, just like me and everybody else. Again, no evidence offered. All I said about HP was this had never been addressed, to my knowledge. Jan addresses it here by saying he had an HP printer. VPN maybe? Or perhaps Jan really is being spied on by the Deep State, via some sort of “man in the middle” interception.
I don’t recall saying he worked for HP, and the speculations from ISGP was more along the lines that he may be receiving donations via their network of foundations. Publish the emails, or something, Jan. Whatever you got. Evidence beats speculation.
It’s interesting that Joe Rogan’s first question of this dramatically younger looking Jan is about Anthony Bourdain, whose name came up on Holly’s witchcraft show too. Jan proudly told me how close he lived to Satan’s castle.