Deception

I just read this post again (#20). So true. I believe the only solution is to strive to consciously re-program ourselves, train ourselves to monitor ourselves to recognize undesired detrimental programming, not of our own making, by questioning everything within and without and replacing garbage we find with it's opposite as much as possible

 

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I am bumping this thread back to the portal page...

 

I have experienced numerous Jekyl & Hyde personalities to varying degrees and agree completely with your statement regarding them. I have found they most often have at least one great talent and abundant charisma. Once I experienced one at the exact time he began taking Prosaic. Suffice it to say that it did not help him, although he believed it did. The pharmaceutical sent him into manic delusional grandiosity episodes. It is a jungle out there.

 

And, regarding dreams, I dreamed of living in this cottage where I live now when I was a young girl and again when I was living in Colorado in the 1970's. Two vivid examples for me of the illusory nature of the linearity of time. I am looking forward to Brook's research on the subject of Time. It is a subject I am most interested in.

 

Or, if we alternatively, interpreted the dream optimistically, it could mean Trump would do what he claims he could and set up excellent trade deals for America as he has done with his personal businesses. My biggest objection to previous administations is allowing the criminal financial sectors to run over normal people. I really don't care about his personal life and things like that.

I just saw Susan Sarandon on a news program. Not that I have a great deal of respect for her political acumen, but she said something I think I agree with. She said she would not be supporting Clinton this time and is leaning towards Trump because she feels he would bring on a revolution, and a revolution is the only thing that will save us.

It might also be pertinent that the items in which I was interested in the dream were Russian and Italian? As an aside, my previous boss, at FHLB/OTS (I will get back with more on that topic sometime) migrated to Russia with and opened a financial "consulting" business there. I found that curious. And, his mentor (and there is an interesting story about him) migrated to the Bank of Japan to consult just as the Yen fell and real estate prices collapsed and a similar banking crisis was ocurring.

So, the story, during the Keating Five scandal and Jim Wright being ousted as Speaker of the House, accusations were made that there was a group/clan of homosexual bank regulators in Dallas. It was accused that they took exceptional and undue relish in their task of walking into institutions with cease and desist orders, changing the locks and forcing executives to leave without any of their papers. It was stated, they took excessive pleasure in making the men squirm, so to speak. Also, that they gave preferential deals to other homosexual bankers whenever possible.

It was never publically proven to my knowledge, but one day at work, Joe Selby and some others "retired very unexpectedly" and were led out of the building that day. He invited me to his retirement party that evening. He showed up wearing a tie with big red lips all over it and telling everyone it was his George Barclay "kiss my ass" tie, lol. I am led to believe there may have been truth to those accusations.

He had mentored my boss who became the youngest ever Senior Superintendent in the agency and was completely irreverant most of the time, but tough in dealmaking. A large portion of our department discussions took place at a happy hour meetings and lunches in the numerous swanky hotels and restaurants in the area. He was married to a beautiful young heiress and executive at a nearby communications company who often attended our after office hour meetings. The situation provided quite an interesting cast of characters.

So, I think I mentioned in an earlier post, my friend who found me in the night word procesing department and arranged a job in her department. For at least two weeks, I had a desk and a phone and a computer and absolutely nothing to do. That was the most difficult job I ever had. If you have ever had 8 hours go by slowly... And, there was a certain hypnotic quality to all the activities going on around me after a while. Speaking of that, I must mention the indoctrination film new employees were made to watch at the FHLB. It was a film explaining what the FLHB did. It was bizarre. Their were man/woman on the street interviews asking the question, "What is the FHLB and what does it do?" There were many different answers and no one seemed to know. So, the point of the film seemed to be, that is the way it is and that is the way we want to keep it.

Anyway, my friend was long time friends with the young superintendent. The three of us often went to lunch or for drinks after work. When he received his promotion, I applied for a promotion as his Administrative Assistant and so did another of my friends in the next cubical in the department where I worked at that time. During the interview process, CC Terry and I went to a nearby billiard/arcade type place after work to have a drink. As it so happened, one of the other Senior Superintendents walked in and saw us there. He spread this around to everyone in the office including my friend in the next cubicle. When I eventually got the promotion, she began a huge nasty rumor that I was sleeping with him and that is why I got the job and she didn't. It got worse and worse. One day, I am ashamed to say, she was being exceptionally snotty. I was standing at the counter in front of her cubicle speaking to her, asking her to stop with her lies. Our conversation became so heated and I became angrier and angrier. I lost my temper and tossed the contents of my cup of tepid tea on her new silk blouse. She went to the rest room and I went back to my desk. I had no idea if I would be fired, or what. Soon, I received a call from Wayne Frena who had witnessed the incident. He said, tell them you accidently spilled it and I will back you up.

That is how I became friends with Wayne Frena. He was the bank examiner who refused to sign the James Fail/Bluebonnet savings deal in the Southwest Plan. He knew, as did everyone, Fail didn't have the money and Wayne wasn't going to be the patsy who approved the deal. James Fail wound up acquiring Bluebonnet with only $1000 of his own money. Is that not unbelieveable?

http://www.upi.com/Archives/1990/07/10/Key-players-in-SL-deal-no-show-at-hearing/1164647582400/

"At Monday's hearing, Wayne Frena, a government analyst, testified that he initially rejected the Fail deal in 1988 but was ordered by superiors at the Federal Home Loan Bank of Dallas, where he then worked, to draft a letter approving the deal.

Frena said he refused to sign it because he felt Fail was unqualified."

Wayne is sworn in this Congressional hearing at 2:17:
http://www.c-span.org/video/?13085-1/failed-savings-loans
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ok. I always tell myself not to speak about my memorable dreams. It nearly always seems a mistake taken in the wrong way. But....

Sometime a while back, long before I ever thought about D Trump or ever imagined he might be a Pres. candidate, I had a dream in which he was a player. There was no current reason to be thinking about him. I never watched on episode of The Apprentice of anything else.

When I had my dinnerware business, I traveled the state's Antique Malls and sometimes flea markets searching for items the company I supplied for was paying a good price. I also, when in town, attended the high end estate sales in North Dallas. During this process, I acquired a contact who had been proprietress of the most elite estate sales in Dallas for many, many years. Sometimes, when she had a small penthouse apartment type sale that could not have so many people trapsing through it, she would call a few of us for a private sale often with great results for me. Or, if there were way to many items to properly display, she would call a few of us to purchase some things ahead of the sale.

So, out of the blue, long before the campaign began, I have this very intense dream. Ruth phoned excited about something special. We drove to her home and, lol, were surprised that Donald Trump picked a group of us up in his stretch limo.

He drove us to a famous jewelry/gift/dinnerware Department Store I had no idea was going out of business. So, there were many other people there and a storewide auction down to all the shelves and fixtures was about to begin! Donald was very nice and pointed me in the direction of the dinnerware department. I immediately saw many things I recognized as primo and resarched them. Indeed, as I recall there was a highly sought after set of Russian Faberge'and an Italian Richard Ginori set that caught my attention.

The auctions began and I was astounded at all the "pennies on the dollar" deals others, including Donald, were getting on Versace' and Armani suits. I did not have a lot of available capital at the time. Donald was bidding here and there around the store on prime items that were always exceptional deals. But, he did not seem cut-thoat as many people in this type business are. He was not that concerned and just having a good time. I was waiting and waiting until the auction got back to the dinnerware area in the back left side of the store. I realized by the trend, that area would probably be last. So I walked around. Mingled with Ruth and Donald and watched the proceedings.

Finally, the auction came to my area of interest and I bid and purchased $1000 dinner plates for $10 each along with other items in a similar profit margin. Then I saw Trump over the crowd looking at a beautiful large display cabinet full of huge oversized display bottles full of Elizbeth Taylor "White Diamonds" perfume. Elizabeth Taylor's "Forever" perfume, Trump's "Success" Mens Cologne and other designer perfumes. I recognized these to be Very sought after collectibles. I remember the perfume names standing out as an important feature in the dream. This was the last lot in the auction. The cabinet was right next to the dinnerware area where we were standing, but we had been so focused on our objects of interest I had not looked around much or noticed the cabinet. Trump asked us if we had gotten what we wanted and we giddily said we had. He asked if we were interested in the cabinet with the perfume. Unthinkingly, I said "no" assuming it would be sold at a very high price. He said questioningly, "Are you sure?", as if he couldn't understand why we wouldn't. We watched Trump bid and win all of the display purfumes including the luxurious cabinet for nearly nothing, a couple of hunded dollars. I thought, wow, that was a great deal, why didn't I recognize that? I have recalled this dream many times and always regretted not being more observant and turning down that opportunity.

So, the auction ended, everyone including the proprietors were happy, as were we, and we piled back into Trump's limo to drive back to Ruth's home. He dropped us off and left. I found him to be very down to earth and quite pleasant. As we all said our goodbyes and he drove away in the limo, he said "I will be back."

I mention this only for whatever a precognitive dream may mean.

 

I happen to agree with what you have said. I study the propaganda we are fed as carefully as time permits. I have been paying close attention to media events in the current political race. It has been so like other events. For a short time, the media may get caught out of control, and an honest opinions may slip out, but before long the media "generals" have pulled their "troops" together to provide their attempt at the desired mass hypnosis. So, the Republicans meet at Jekyl Island not long ago. (Remember Breton Woods?) The big money spoke. In my opionion all these Trump protesters and disruptions have been bought and paid for. After the course was set, a plethora of new standard paid pundits arrived on the scene to spin what Americans should think, as well.

Stephen had stories of his youth in which he was paid to go to such events with a group of disruptors. I feel certain that is what is happening at Trump rallies. I believe those particular stories of his to be true, as well the stories of his Pirate Radio Station and promotion of Raves in London in the 1980's. Mark and my research indicated such associations. I also believe the Sony stories. I have a lengthy mp3 of a conversation in which he describes those experiences in great detail.

I tell you, the paid propaganda process annoys me so much, even with all his numerous flaws, I have gone so far on occasion of thinking of supporting trump if he is on the other side of that insidious propaganda machine. I just can barely stand to listen to H Clinton because I see her as nothing more than a minion for them. But, the propaganda machine will probably succeed in turning this one into a gender battle.

 

In retrospect, my last post probably seems to have a meaning that was not my intent.

Included in my previous question to you was a interest in knowing: What is a wrong reason for telling the truth?

 

Oh, I see. I missed that Peyton PLace episode.

In my brief Christine research, I noticed, for some reason, she seems to be interviewing the same old Avalon/Camelot Charlatans like George Kavassalas who is some type of warrior from another planet with a failed 2012... what was it called? Ascention plan. He was going to help all his followers to the 9th dimension or something like that?

What I am hoping to locate is some type of recent truth. And, even if someone is talking about it for the wrong reason, I would be interested, I think? Have you heard anything like that?

 

I have been wondering, because I have not paid any attention to Bill Ryan for quite some time, what truths has he been telling with bad intent?

Or, even, what truths he has ever told?

 

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I posted this video along with some comments a few days ago. Then, I became paranoid, did not feel comfortable with my comments and removed the post. Here is the video again. In my opinion, it accurately describes Regan era de-regulations, the lead up to the S&L debacle, the crisis, and long term ramifications. Around minute 50, is a description of the "Southwest Plan" my department handled.

 

I am thinking how I might approach discussing this. So many books have been writen. I am sure you heard the Neil Bush Silverado story in Colorado? And the accusation regulators delayed insolvency until after Bush Senior's election?

My initial entry into the agency was as a temporary worker in a newly developed night shift word processing transcription department. After a short training period, a very nice young South African woman with a british accent, and I, were left alone in the modern four story office building with only one security guard, usually asleep at the front desk, from 5PM to Midnight.

One would have thought, considering the sensitive nature of the business of this agency, security would have been of utmost concern. In fact, it was the most lax security I have ever seen in any office. Banking reports and documents were strewn on desks without being locked in file cabinets or anything. My co-temp-associate was not even working legally in this country at that time.

So, we arrived at 5PM when everyone, with the exception of a few diligent regulatory agents working late, was on their way out the door. In our vacated department, our job was to divide an incoming basket of interoffice memorandum envelopes containing micro-cassettes for transcription along with previously typed correspondence and reports in need of revision. It was not long before we began raising our eyes from our screens looking at each other. Wearing headphones with our toes tapping on foot pedals starting and stopping our recorders, our eyebrows raised and our mouths opened in disbelief. Somehow, perhaps it was authorized, Administrative Assistants were just throwing these cassettes from sensitive Regulatory Affairs Board Meetings in memorandum envelopes with twist string ties and dropping them into a large wire basket sitting atop our open half door shelf on their way out of the building.

So, did regulators actually do things like delay insolvencies? We learned it happened like this, "Well, we could do A and they would be insolvent in 6 months, or B and they would be insolvent in a year (or two), or we could just get a cease and desist and close the bastards down now.". Peppered into these discussions were pros and cons, knowledge of daisy chain deals, possible known parties interested in soon to be confiscated assets comprising the institution's carcass. While listening to these meetings, we envisioned a cast of regulatory characters we had not yet met winking at each other over cigars, coffee, and pastries as they orchestrated their regulatory plots.

Soon, an Administrative Assistant for a rather infamous senior regulatory official liked my my work and arranged a new full time position for me in her department. After a few promotions and the above mentioned "reform and abolishment of the FHLB" (which consisted of locking all desks and file cabinets, contracting a moving company to move them a few blocks down the highway to a new building, and changing our letterhead), I found myself working for the US Treasury.

The facts have already been written from all possible angles, the Regulators, Institution owners, and Governmental Policy makers. All I really have to offer are inside anecdotes about the cast of these characters and the agencies. Several of those involved are now dead, but some are still very much alive. I hesitate to mention any names.