by Daniel Estulin
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This may be the most difficult part of the book to write, because the list of collaborators, independent researchers, in and out of government sources, private investigators, U.S. Army, Navy and Air Force analysts, Spanish Generals, cooks, chefs, bellboys, cleaning persons, waiters and waitresses at Bilderberger hotels, who have wholeheartedly given of their energies and time, overlooking the dangers that such meetings could cause them, is simply too long to mention on the pages of my book, or rather our book, because I am the vehicle of the collective psyche of a society whose natural instinct spells freedom.
I extend my sincerest and deeply felt gratitude to numerous members of international secret service agencies in Washington, London, Moscow, Madrid, Paris, Caracas, Rome and Ottawa, whose inside knowledge on intelligence issues and wisdom often kept my spirits up in the darkest of hours.
Without their priceless intelligence gathering, this book would have forever remained an unrealizable dream. Special thanks go out to Canada, my country, who gave our family home and hope for a better future without asking for anything in return. I repaid that debt of gratitude in 1996 when I uncovered the Bilderberger’s diabolical plans for Canada’s breakup.
My love goes out to Canada’s wonderful and
decent and freedom loving people who that fateful year answered my desperate
plea for help by taking to the streets en masse to re soundingly destroy
Bilderberger hopes of silently breaking up Canada. When I nee d uplifting, I
think of these people and their faith in the goodness of Men.
Thanks to my friend John Harraghy and his wisdom - a man who belongs to an unrepeatable generation of truly great men - an d to Geoffrey Matthews from Amherst Island, Ontario, Canada, the man who for years has been at the helm of the best newspaper in the country, the legendary Eye Opener.
To all those kind, faceless people who have sent me tens of thousands of emails making me believe there were some things to look forward to in life. I dedicate this book to all those who have never stopped searching for the truth, in the face of government lies, cheating, manipulation and deceit. To those who have intuitively felt that blasphemous lies we are told are but a vile whiff of hatred.
All these people deserve to know the truth about our history and heritage . History teaches by analogy, not rigorous proof. The historical experience is not one of staying in the present and looking back. Rather it is one of going back into the past and returning to the present with a wider and more intense consciousness of the restrictions of our former outlook.
Finally, I owe the success o f this book to
Bonnie Toews, my first editor of this manuscript, and to Trine Day’s own
Russ Becker, without whose vision and sure hand this book would have been
Miracles, as someone said, can happen without our permission. This book and all the people who made it happen are living proof of that.
BilderBerg Meetings Since 1954
Notable by his absence was David Rockefeller,
who has been a virtual fixture at Bilderberg Group meetings.
They named themselves the Bilderberg Group. Since then, they have gathered yearly in a luxurious hotel somewhere in the world to try to decide the future of humanity. Among the select members of this club are Bill Clinton, Paul Wolfowitz, Henry Kissinger, David Rockefeller, Zbigniew Brzezinski, Tony Blair and many other heads of government , businessmen, politicians, bankers and journalists from all over the world.
Nevertheless, in the more than fifty years of their meetings, the press has never been allowed to attend, no statements have ever been released on the attendees’ conclusions, nor has any agenda for a Bilderberg meeting been made public.
Leaders of the Bilderberg Group argue that this discretion is necessary to allow participants in the debates to speak freely without being on the record, or reported publicly. Otherwise, Bilderbergers claim, they would be forced to speak in the language of a press release. No doubt, this discretion allows the Bilderberg Group to deliberate more freely.
But that does not respond to the fundamental question:
This blackout exists despite the fact that (or because?) they are annually attended by Presidents of the International Monetary Fund, the World Bank, and Federal Reserve.
Also by chairmen of 100 of the most powerful corporations in the world such as,
It is certainly curious that no mainstream media outlet considers a gathering of such figures, whose wealth far exceeds the combined wealth of all United States citizens, to be newsworthy, when a trip by any one of them on their own makes headline news on TV. This is the conundrum that I have pondered. Fifteen years ago it set me on an investigative journey that has become my life’s work.
Slowly, one by one, I have penetrated the layers of secrecy surrounding the Bilderberg Group, but I could not have done this without the help of “conscientious objectors” from inside, as well as outside, the Group’s membership.
To them, I extend my deepest gratitude for their priceless intelligence has made this book possible. You can understand then, that to protect them, I cannot mention these true heroes by name, only thank them for helping me find out what was being said behind the closed doors of the opulent hotels where the Bilderbergers hold their annual meetings.
Before we enter the realm of this exclusive club, it is important to recognize that neither people nor organizations are absolutely “evil,” just as no one is absolutely “good.”
There are powerful people in the world guide d by higher ideals, principles and beliefs than those of the manipulative secret club and its spin-offs that I describe in this book. The efforts of the original members to better our world were based on a “father-knows-best” autocracy similar to the Roman Catholic Church’s paternalistic form of Christianity.
Their intent was noble, at first. Unfortunately, it seems that the Bilderberg Group has grown beyond its idealistic beginnings to become a shadow world government, which xiv decides in total secrecy at annual meetings how their plans are to be carried out.
They threaten to take away our right to direct our own destinies. And this is becoming easier, because the development of telecommunication technology, merge d with profound instant impact of the Internet and new methods of behavior engineering to manipulate individual conduct, may convert what, at other epochs of hi story, were only evil intentions - into a disturbing reality.
Each new measure, viewed on its own, may seem only a slight aberration, but a whole host of change s, as part of an ongoing continuum, constitutes a shift towards total enslavement. This is why it is time to look behind the scenes. We are at a crossroads. And the roads we take from here will determine the very future of humanity. We have to wake up to the true objectives and actions of the Bilderberg Group and its parallel kin if we hope to retain the freedoms fought for by our grandfathers in World War II.
It is not up to God to bring us back from the “New Dark Age” planned for us. It is up to us! Whether we emerge from this century as an electronic global police state or as free human beings depends on the actions we take now. We will never find the right answers if we don’t know the deep context.
This is what The True Story of the Bilderberg
Group endeavors to provide.
Toronto, home to over five million people, is the largest financial center in Canada and the fourth largest city in North America. Only New York, Chicago and Los Angeles have larger economies. The Toronto Stock Exchange is here. It is the third largest in North America in trading value, ninth in the world in quoted market value, and it has the first fully computerized trading system in North America.
Within an hour’s drive of Toronto are the greatest concentrations of automobile manufacturing and horse breeding in the country. I would be heading north to the site of this year’s Bilderberg Conference in a short while, but first I wanted to enjoy wandering through the city streets, reacquainting myself with the wonderful sights so man y Canadians take for granted.
Downtown, in the heart of Toronto’s financial district, is Bay Street, which is Toronto’s diminutive version of New York’s famous Wall Street. At 161 Bay Street stands the Canada Trust Tower. This 53-story, 856 -foot tower is one of the city’s signature skyscrapers, and it has fascinated me since its construction in 1990 by a famed Spanish architect, Santiago Calatrava .
This tower forms part of the 5.2 acre BCE Place,
the second most distinctive sight on Toronto’s skyline, after the CN Tower
which, at 1,820 feet above the ground, is the world’s highest freestanding
Another jewel in the BCE crown is the Galleria, a five-story hall of light that runs along Front Street and faces south toward the waterfront district. The Galleria was designed as a “Crystal Cathedral” of commerce, with the roof providing cover for the Street Gallery, which connects Bay Street to Heritage Square. Also designed by Santiago Calatrava, it is 85 feet high, 46 feet wide, and 394 feet from end to end, and is composed of eight freestanding steel supports on either side of the Gallery.
They branch out into parabolic shapes, which at that moment reminded me of a forest canopy.
Eventually I strolled up Yonge Street - the world’s longest street, almost 1,200 miles long. Just up the road, 22 miles north by northwest of the downtown core, the Bilderberg elite were gathering at the CIBC Leadership Centre near the pristine town of King City, the site of the 1996 Bilderberg Conference. The CIBC retreat/resort is in King Towns hip - a region of large, expensive horse farms, where members of the British Roy al Family are hosted on their private visits to Canada.
This marvelous center, privately owned by one of Canada’s main banks, the Canadian Imperial Bank of Commerce, includes over three miles of nature trails through forested terrain and rolling hills. It was no wonder that the Bilderbergers had decided on this exquisite location. From spa facilities and services featuring massage and skincare/aesthetic treatments, saunas, and steam-rooms; to a unique 200meter indoor fully heated track suspended roughly six feet above the ground; to indoor and outdoor swimming and whirlpools, the CIBC Leadership Centre has it all.
It is also locate d near numerous golf courses, riding stables, hiking and cycling routes, museums and other recreation sites. In sum, there was little chance that the Bilderbergers would get bored. The Toronto media and news services had been first alerted to this meeting by a series of faxes, phone calls and memos from me and Jim Tucker, especially after it became known to me from deep undercover sources with in the meeting that the 1996 conference was allegedly to be used as a staging g round for the imminent breakup of Canada.
This was to be secured through a Unilateral Declaration of Independence in Quebec, to be launched in early 1997. The declaration would fragment Canada, with the aim of achieving “Continental Union” with the U.S. by 2000, a date which has been pushed back at least twice since then. As a general rule, Bilderberg meetings are never mentioned in the media, since the mainstream press is fully owned by the Bilderbergers. But the veil of secrecy was abruptly torn off on May 30, 1996, the first day of the conference.
A front-page story ran in one of Canada’s most widely read and influential newspapers, the Toronto Star. Under the headline “Black plays host To world leaders,” John Deverell, a business reporter for the newspaper, noted that not only had Canadian publisher [Lord] Conrad Black offered $295 million to gain control of Canada’s largest newspaper chain and then weathered the subsequent annual meeting of his Hollinger Inc., but also, to cap his week, he was now,
Deverell named some of the more than 100 hand-picked attendees from around the world from the list we had supplied him:
That same day, the Toronto Sun headlined,
At 7:45 that morning, 680-NEWS’ legendary radio journalist, Dick Smythe, who had the widest metro Toronto audience, presented the following report, which was re-aired at intervals as part of the station’s news schedule:
Participants are required to take a vow of silence. Last year’s conference was held in three mountaintop luxury hotels in Switzerland.
This year, it ’s at a $60 million dollar luxury spa in King City. The Canadian Press has also distributed a brief report on the previously-secret meeting, which was published today by, among other newspapers, the Toronto Sun, with over 350,000 subscribers. This was the first time in the history of the Bilderberg Conferences that the y had ever been scrutinized in such a fashion.
Bilderbergers are not accustomed to having to provide explanations to anyone, particularly since members own or control major metropolitan newspapers, newspaper chains and wire services. However, 1996 was no ordinary conference. The Bilderbergers do not typically plot the overthrow of their host country’s government during their meetings.
When the principal news outlets began checking our information through their own government and private sources, it became clear that Canada, one of the world’s wealthiest countries, was scheduled to be ruthlessly partitioned by the Bilderbergers and t he New World Order. They should have known that when their own freedom is at stake, no amount of ownership of the press would prevent secretaries, copy editors, writers, investigative journalists and, indeed, management of 6 Canada’s television, radio and print media from disseminating the truth for public consumption.
The press coverage became so intense that Kissinger was overhear d by one of the staff reporters screaming at the Canadian Prime Minister, Jean Chretien, that he would be damned if someone was going to screw this up for him. David Rockefeller pulled Conrad Black aside during a break to ask him if he could “lean” on some people in the press to get them to “shut up about this.”
Even then, the now disgraced and bankrupt Conrad Black was in way over his head. What the Bilderbergers imagined being a trickle had quickly turned into a flood and t hen an avalanche. Not until the 1999 Conference in Sintra, Portugal, did the Bilderbergers relax the extraordinary security measures that followed in the footsteps of their worst defeat, the 1996 Conference in Toronto. On June 1, “Big Jim” Tucker and I, along with a small cadre of part-time Bilderberg chasers, celebrated what was turning into an extraordinary success story.
Every major newspaper i n the country wanted an interview, television stations were constantly looking f or updates, and radio stations were following us all over the city. We gathered at the Horseshoe Tavern on Queen Street, Toronto’s version of New York’s Soho district. The Horseshoe Tavern, now some 60 years old, is one of the city’s origin al music venues, the famous bar where Canadian singing legends Stompin’ Tom, Blue Rodeo, The Tragically Hip and The Watchmen got their first breaks.
In September 1997, the Rolling Stones would kick off their No Security tour there, with a 7 5-minute show for “Live on MTV.” It is a good place to have a good time, and we felt well deserving of it. As the festivities began to wind down, I pondered my approaching appointment, made during a phone call from one of my sources, who wanted urgently to see me before the end of the conference scheduled for the following day.
We had agreed to meet in less than an hour at Calatrava’s Galleria. BC E Place is one of the most inconspicuous places in all of Toronto precisely because of its immensity, with droves of tourist gawkers passing through the premise s photographing and videotaping the sights and sounds of Toronto’s premier architectural attraction. Our party was now definitely breaking up, and I decided to walk to the Galleria through Kensington Market, a Toronto version of Madrid’s Rastro, located just west of Chinatown.
It was Saturday, which is the busiest day of the week, when it becomes a bustling open-air market. If anyone were to follow me, I would surely lose the tail in this matrix of busy streets and densely packed crowds. As I rounded the corner at the Galleria, I could see my contact browsing the newspaper stand, a plastic bag in left hand and his other holding a rolled up magazine.
After a chance eye contact, and without acknowledging each other’s presence, we moved silently towards the revolving entrance of the adjacent Canada Trust Tower, where a friend who worked for the real estate developer had arranged a room overlooking the city skyline on one of the top floors. I walked into an elevator, nervously glancing behind me.
My contact was to follow me five minutes later. As I entered the posh suite, the splendor of one of North America’s most beautiful cities opened up and stood majestically before me. From 800 feet above ground, the city stood still. I was shut off from the bustle and sounds of this great metropolis by soundproof windows. The Canada Trust Tower is an architectural marvel where a square meter of space rents out for 160 Canadian dollars.
The building is equipped with 24-hour CCTV surveillance cameras, 24 elevators, eight levels of underground parking, seven security guards at the entrance, plus undercover police. The skyscraper is home to some of the most established and successful multinational corporations in the world. All of a sudden, I once again felt on the outside looking in.
Would all this continue to make a difference? Would people wake up to the imminent danger? Or would this, in the longer run, be just another cloak-and-dagger experience?
After all, “Have a nice day, son” had been the reply of one passerby, after I had patiently explained to him just who was visiting and what they were up to. Nonetheless, much had been accomplished in these last several days. For once, we clearly had the upper hand on the Bilderbergers. Press coverage was tremendous. Kissinger was royally pissed off : definitively a good sign.
To their chagrin, attending European royalty were hounded by unwanted press. The plans for the imminent breakup of my adopted country were temporarily put on hold. What else could one hope to achieve in such a short time? Still, I knew that this was a temporary reprieve. These people would b e back, lessons learned and notes taken. They wanted to crush any 8 resistance, to rule the world with or without its consent, with guns or butter, without…
My thoughts were interrupted by a discreet knock on the heavy wooden door.
My Source, wearing leather gloves, slowly crossed the threshold that separated the lightly decorated hallway from the heavy art deco of the suite. Contemplating for a moment the extraordinary view of the downtown Harbor Front area surrounded by lakeside promenades and landscaped waterfront pathways, he moved appreciatively toward the window.
Despite his words, he projected an aura of resignation.
He pulled out hand-written notes, or rather scribbles that I despaired of deciphering on my own, from the magazine he was tightly gripping with his right hand.
I glanced at the page.
The familiar hand of a fountain pen had left a blotchy imprint here and there, but, overall, I realized I could understand it. I knew quite well the Source’s writing, his faint Ts and crooked Rs, diligently drawn out within the confines of a lined paper. I reflected momentarily upon what this courageous person was risking in meeting me and handing me this priceless information. Why weren’t there more people like this in the world? But perhaps there are.
We may simply not know them, or the personal
struggles they may be waging thousands of miles away. For example, there are
the many everyday people who have enabled me to acquire much of my
Those who seemed more open I approached and explained how the Bilderberg meeting worked, what this secretive group was about and what would take place in the hotel over the next few days. Of course many didn’t believe me, but I would beg them not to take me at my word, just to watch what happened in their hotel and to listen to the conversations of the Bilderberg guests as t hey served them.
Then they could decide if they wanted to be my eyes and ears, f or the good of humanity. I was taking advantage of all five-star hotel policies: staff and employees must speak a minimum of four languages - English, French, German and one more - to accommodate guests. They could discreetly eavesdrop and understand most of what was discussed through the conference.
As days went by, t hose I approached witnessed the police presence, secret service, and secrecy of the attendees, and came to believe that what I had told them was true. For the few who decided to help me, I would designate several local bars where we could meet inconspicuously. This insider, of course, required a more secure meeting place “I have to go,” the Source said quietly without looking up.
I mechanically ex tended my open hand in his direction, but just as the Source was about to clasp it with his outstretched palm, I found myself giving him a bear hug instead.
The Source looked away.
Pulling on his leather gloves, he pressed the elevator button. A blue light shone through its transparent surface. I could hear the whooshing sounds of the hydraulic lift speeding towards us from the bowels of the building at six levels per second.
I turned toward my informant.
I stared at the elevator. In front of me, a chilling spectacle… an empty elevator shaft with certain death awaiting me some 650 feet below, had the Source lacked the reflexes to pull me back from the abyss.
I shuddered all over. Cold chills ran up and down my spine in rapid succession.
Skipping the stairs two at a time, I propelled myself around the stairwell corners with short pushes of my hands against the walls, galvanized with adrenaline, flying down the stairs in record time.
I could feel my heart pounding against my chest wall and gasped for more oxygen. On one of the lower floors, I heard the garbled voice of a foreign-born security guard climbing the stairs towards me.
I grabbed the man’s forearm.
The man pulled out his walkie-talkie, and I could hear a high-pitched voice coming through from the other end of the line. I ran on. Five, four, three, two, one … ground level.
I pushed o pen the heavy metal doors that opened on the main lobby. Two police cruisers were already parked outside. The first onlookers were beginning to gather on the other side of the revolving entrance doors.
The cop gave a short cry. A stocky companion with sharp feature s, clipped moustache and hairy wrist glanced over. 11
The policeman stood with his knees slightly opened, his shoe tips pointing outwards.
On June 1, 1996, I was about to turn thirty, too young to die.
Fuck them, I thought. This is far from over. We can still win this. I gave the pertinent details to the constable, who looked at me incredulously from time to time, his eyes focused on the lower part of my face as if he were lip reading. A security guard with an impeccably bald dome and slightly clipped hair asked me once again if I was all right.
Several people on the sidewalk recalled seeing a stocky man in his forties walk out of the building some five minutes before the police had arrived. A police van and two more policemen on motorcycles pulled up. Yes, yes, the show had begun. It was the crowd’s turn to take center stage. The wrong people remembered the right things, and vice versa. A fat lady, who refused a chocolate candy because she was “on a diet,” gave a lurid account of how she saw someone, or maybe something, walk, or perhaps stumble…
A street violinist remembered two men carrying a medium-sized piano out of the building… A young lady with a poodle…. But whatever these people may or may not have seen of relevance to the crime, their hopes were now to participate somehow. Yes, yes, and participate they did, that large crowd of well-wishers and onlookers and gawkers and charlatans. Put the pen away. The show is over.
You sir, downstage, put your glasses back on! Officer, stop scribbling into your pad! Ladies and gentlemen, please, could I have you all put your personal belongings back into your imaginary suitcases and leave the premises? The show is over!
A tramp stuck a half-eaten cigar into his mouth. A thin dapperish man with long sideburns slowly walked by pretending not to notice, not even turning his head. Two hotdog vendors gloomily pushed their sausages over so me tram tracks, back across the street, shooed away by the beat cop with a deprecatory shake of his head. 12
I walked the other way, the same way I had approached. The first of June is summer in Andalusia, but here summer was still two months away. A distinctly Russian man with a “hedgehog” haircut walked by hand-in-hand with a lady, complaining a bout the eating habits of someone named Vania.
He reminded me of the land of my birth. He also
reminded me of the man who had drawn me into all of this in the first place.
He had read an earlier story about my family’s plight in a New York based Russian daily newspaper, written on the tenth anniversary of our forced exile, and he wished to meet to discuss “a certain matter of great importance.”
Several weeks later, we met at Segovia, a well-known Spanish restaurant in Toronto located just off Yonge Street. When I made that fateful decision to meet the man whose identity will remain anonymous, but whom we shall simply call “Vladimir,” I entered into a parallel universe where red meant go and green meant shoot, and yellow and blue and orange and any other color simply didn’t exist.
It was a world utterly counterintuitive, and unfamiliar to all but a select few who somehow had had a brush or a connection with the underworld of spooks and counter-espionage . This parallel world remains unseen in the daily struggles of most of humanity, but, believe me, it is there: a cesspool of duplicity and lies and doublespeak and innuendo and blackmail and bribery.
It is a surreal world of double and trip le
agents, of changing loyalties, of professional psychotic assassins,
brainwashed black ops agents, soldiers of fortune and mercenaries, whose
primary sources of income are the dirtiest and most despicable
government-run subversive mission s - the kind that can never be exposed.
These people spend their entire lives dancing between raindrops and
disappearing at the faintest whiff of danger. As much as most people
This is the Bilderberg Group, and it is the most secretive of any organization worldwide. The reason that no one is willing to break the group’s conspiracy of silence or stand up to it is revealed in the words of French broadcaster Thierry de Segonzac:
The secrecy of the Bilderbergers has captured the imaginations of novelists such as Robert Ludlum and Gayle Lynds.
Their books mod el covert organizations based on the few facts published about the Bilderberg Group. These novels illustrate the fact that whenever a regime change is needed, anywhere worldwide - whether this be based on the need to sustain a welfare state or to correct destabilizing capital flows - it only happens when a world body o f power brokers decides to address the issues and posts them on its agenda.1
The Netherlands’ Prince Bernhard subscribed to the belief that severe economic dips like the Great Depression could be avoided if responsible and influential leaders could actually manage world events behind their necessary public posturing.
For this reason, he was asked to organize the first meeting of “like-minded” representatives from all facets of the world’s economic, political, industrial and military realms in 1954. They met at the Bilderberg Hotel in Oosterbeek, Holland Bilderberg regulars Henry Kissinger and Henry Kravis carried on extensive discussions at Bilderberg 2004.
Henry’s wife, Marie-Josée (shown here with
Kissinger) is one of the very few wives that regularly attend the meetings.
Do Kissinger and Kravis make investments based upon their insider knowledge
of Bilderberg discussions and decisions?
About eighty members are regulars who have attended for many years. Fringe people, who are invited to report on subjects related to their sphere of influence or professional and academic knowledge, are clueless about the formal structure behind the Bilderberg Group, and remain in absolute ignorance of the Group’s greater goals and universal objectives.
A select few are invited because Bilderbergers think they may be useful tools in their globalist plan and are later helped to reach very powerful elected positions. One-time invitees who fail to impress, however, are cast aside. The most dramatic example of a “useful recruit” was the obscure governor of Arkansas, Bill Clinton, who attended his first Bilderberg meeting at Baden-Baden, Germany, in 1991.
There, David Rockefeller told Clinton why the North America Free Trade Agreement (NAFTA) was a Bilderberg priority and that the group needed him to support it.
The next year, Clinton was elected President, and - guess what? - he was a strong proponent of NAFTA.
The following list tracks the coincidences between the date s of some major leaders’ attendance at a Bilderberg meeting and the dates of their subsequent career moves:
That is to say, a global economy, one World government (selected rather than elected) and a universal religion. To assure themselves of reaching these objectives, the Bilderbergers focus on a,
The Bilderberg Group’s chief fear is organized resistance.
Members do not want the common people of the world to figure out what they are planning for the world’ s future: mainly, a One World Government (World Company) with a single, global marketplace, policed by one world army, and financially regulated by one “World Bank” using one global currency. How the Bilderbergers intend to achieve their On e World vision is outlined in the following “wish list.”
They want: One International Identity.
By empowering international bodies to completely destroy all national identity through subversion from within, they intend to establish one set of universal values. No others will be allowed to flourish in the future.
* Centralized Control of the People. By means of mind control, they plan to direct all humanity to obey their wishes. The blueprint of their plan is chillingly
By his 1980 presidential election, those who thought “conservative, traditional America” had won could not have imagined how wrong they we re. Though Reagan promised, if elected, to dismiss the Chairman of the Federal Reserve, Paul A. Volcker, because of his anti-inflation policy, Reagan broke his word, to the disbelief of the conservative wing of the Republican Party, once he took office.
By coincidence or not, Anthony Wedgewood Benn, a member of the British Parliament told members of the Socialist International meeting in Washington on December 8, 1980,
These comments bring several questions immediately to mind:
One of Reagan’s “insiders” was Peter Vickers Hall, a man known to be a top Fabianist in the U.S., and a member of the Tavistock Institute for Human Relations, a Bilderberg-affiliated organization.
In 1981, Hall made this speech:
Watergate con game
The truth behind Watergate has never been revealed, but those who orchestrated the overthrow of the Shah, the war in the Falklands, the death of Aldo Moro and the downfall of Margaret Thatcher are again implicated. Do we know for sure that Richard Nixon abused his presidential powers? What if the “smoking gun” and the “damning” evidence of “abuse” were manufactured?
Pat Nixon always claimed her husband was framed, and believed history will eventually vindicate him. According to my sources, who attended Bilderberg conferences in the early 1970s, the role of the Washington Post newspaper was to keep the heat on Nixon by releasing one “revelation” after another, thereby engendering a climate of public distrust of President Nixon.
Top level British Secret Intelligence Service intelligence analyst, John Coleman, in his book, Conspirators’ Hierarchy, directly pointed his finger at Katherine Graham, the publisher of the Washington Post from 1963 to 1993, and accused her of murdering her husband, Philip L. Graham, a case the FBI has officially classed as “suicide.”
He alleges that she killed her husband just so s he could take control of the newspaper.
What’s more interesting is that such a g rave accusation never garnered a civil suit for libeling the now dead multimillionaires (and confirmed Bilderberg member). Those who have studied the Bilderbergers and their system of protections believe that to address the charges would give Coleman more credence, and Katherine Graham’s family, friends and associates have no intention of doing that.
They have chosen the Bilderberg unmasked Thomas Jefferson, one of the Founding Fathers of American democracy explained it this way:
The deep attitude of the global, mostly male, corporate gang was expressed by David Rockefeller at the June 1991 Bilderberg meeting in Baden-Baden, Germany, where he argued for,
On December 9, 2001, Professor John McMurtry of the University of Guelph in Canada said this in his opening address at a Forum entitled “How Should Canada Respond To Terrorism and War?”:
Eventually, most of the Latins received a second-class form of citizenship: the so-called “Latin rights.” The original region of Latium is now known as Lazio, where my family and I had lived, in Ladispoli. In the first week of November 1999 I received what looked to be a postcard from an acquaintance from that small town on the Mediterranean coast in the province of Rome.
The card simply said,
It was dated November 29, 1999, and signed, “Fashoda.”
Obviously there was something terribly wrong with this apparently innocent holiday memento. In addition, the Italian postcard was posted with a French stamp… and sealed wit h a March 30, 1980 seal! Anyone in the intelligence business will tell you immediately that dates and places hold a tremendous significance to spooks and their couriers. March 30, 1980 was the date my family officially left the Soviet Union.
While in Italy, we had settled in Ladispoli, which would serve as our home for the next year.
Edward M. House and President Woodrow Wilson worked together to establish a world government through a League of Nations. House would go on to co-found the Council on Foreign Relations in 1921.
House was the author of Philip Dru - Administrator, a book he wrote anonymously. In the novel Philip Dru, America becomes ruled by a dictator, who throws out the Constitution and introduces reform.
Wilson once said,
The largest is the Round Table, whose branches include Britain’s Royal Institute of International Affairs, Institutes of International Affairs of Canada, Australia, South Africa, India and Holland, as well as Institutes of Pacific Relations for China, Russia and Japan.
One of the Round Table’s branches in the United States is called the Council on Foreign Relations, or CFR. Part of the origins of the CFR go back to 1921 and one of its founders, Edward Mandell House, who was President Woodrow Wilson’s chief advisor and rumored to be the power behind the Wilson administration from 1913 to 1921.
Ironically, House was a known Marxist. He idealized socialism, and under his watch in the White House, he lobbied for a state-controlled central bank empowered to make U.S. money. In 1913, the United States Congress still controlled the country’s currency, but that year passage of the Federal Reserve Act transferred Congress’ power to a private central bank.
House also proposed the 16th Amendment to the United States Constitution, which introduced the graduated income tax, another id ea he borrowed from Karl Marx.28 House also wrote the plan for the League of Nat ions, which was President Wilson’s prized proposal at the 1919 Paris Peace Conference.
Charles Seymour, House’s official biographer, said that Wilson,
One of the best kept secrets is the degree to which a handful of giant conglomerates, all belonging to the secret Bilderberg Group, Council on Foreign Relations, NATO, the Club of Rome, and the Trilateral Commission, control the world’s flow of information.
They determine what we see on television, hear on the radio and read in newspapers, magazines, books, or on the Internet. Bilderberg has, at on e time or another, had representatives of all major U.S. and European newspapers and network news outlets attend meetings. These media people are invited on the condition that they promise to report nothing.
This is how the Bilderbergers sustain their news blackouts throughout the United States and Europe. Doing a cursory check of the Web pages of the principal international news outlets, we will not find even one reference to the most important group that counts among its members all the most important politicians, businessmen and financiers.
Worse, the re was no hint of the beginning of the Iraq hostilities, even from the press who attended a 2002 Bilderberg meeting.
We’re talking about the Washington Post,
Newsweek, Time magazine, Wall Street Journal, the Economist - the world’s
Except that the “future,” as far as this particular program is concerned, appears to be very near indeed. Some prestigious members of the American political community fully agree with this policy. CFR fellow Walter Rostow, JFK’s adviser in the Viet Nam War, wrote in his book The United States in the World Arena, that “it is a legitimate American national objective to see removed from all nations - including the United States - the right to us e substantial military force to pursue their own interests.
Since this right is the root of national sovereignty, it is therefore an American interest to see an end to nationhood as it has been historically defined.” As a State Department official, heading its policy-planning council, Walt Rostow authored the infamous Rostow Papers, which laid out these goals for American foreign policy: unilateral disarmament, world government and accommodation with the Communist world.
Was Walter Whitman Rostow a Communist, an anti-American or a one-world globalist? His father was a Marxist revolutionary in Russia. His brother, Eugene Debs Rostow, was named after prominent labor organizer and Socialist leader Eugene Debs. Two of his aunts were members of the Communist Party. Walter Rostow, on three separate occasions was
Andrew Mellon Ogden Mills
The National Security Act of 1947 established the office of Secretary of Defense.
Since 1947 there have been 14 Secretaries of Defense on the Council on Foreign Relations and/or Trilateral Commission membership list. One undercover FBI agent once explained it to me this way: “President Clinton has appointed three Secretaries of Defense - William Cohen, William Perry, and Les Aspin. Under Secretary for International Security Affairs Lynn Etheridge Davis has been coordinating Psychological Operations under all three.
Davis has been involved with the U.S. Intelligence community and a part of every Administration from the ’70s through the ’90s. Davis, Clinton and Perry are Trilateral Commission members. Davis, Clint on, Cohen, and Aspin all belong to the Council on Foreign Relations.
Davis is al so a Vice President at David Rockefeller’s Chase Manhattan Bank. “Now,” my FBI source continued,
Davis once published a book, in 1974, titled, The Cold War Begins: Soviet-American Conflict Over Eastern Europe. It contained this chilling sentence:
Is it any wonder that so many honest and
patriotic men and women of the American spy community are helping to fight
the menace of the New World Order?
Hadley Cantril, a successful 1940s sociologist and public opinion researcher explained this in his 1967 book, The Human Dimension: Experiences in Policy Research, published by Rutgers University Press:
As Ken Adachi has noted,
Getting people to behave the way you hope they
will behave by persuading them that it is ultimately in their interest to do
so is achieving a desired behavioral response. Public opinion polls are
qualitative studies that investigate in depth the motivations, the feelings,
Not as Napoleon dreamed it would b e, under the French flag, and not as Hitler planned to subjugate it under the Swastika. But, by a stroke of irony, as both Napoleon and Hitler sought to unify Europe under the Eagle standard, so does the Eagle emblem represent the United States, and high-powered Americans have worked in secret and in public to dismantle independent sovereignties to create today’s European Union.
Ambrose Evans-Pritchard tracks this American push to European unification in an article in The Telegraph of London from September of 2000:
During the period mentioned, the CIA was directed by influential members of the Council on Foreign Relations: Allen Dulles, General Walter Bedell Smith and William Donovan, the former head of the OSS, precursor to the CIA.
Donovan led the American Committee for a United Europe, which ran and supported the European federalist movement, as noted i n Evans-Pritchard’s article. The dots leading to the unification of European nations travel from the Marshall Plan, to the European Coal and Steel Community, to the European Economic Community, and it’s not far-reaching to say that America’s Council on Foreign Relations paved the path for the present European government.
CFR members have been involved in every step of
Oppressive heat and humidity hung everywhere as I walked the local streets, looking to quench my thirst. Some three hundred meters from the famous Trianon Palace Hotel, a horseshoe dangling over the doorway of a rundown tavern caught my eye. Its worn purple and green exterior needed a good paint job, and the contrast between the luxurious hotel and this pub’s plainness struck my sense of irony: were we destined to return to a world with only two classes - rich and poor, rulers and workers - in a system reminiscent of feudal lords and serfs, and under one government dominating the world?
It was a plan few cared to know about, and tonight I was tired of searching f or evidence that would expose this threat to our freedom. I had arranged no interviews. I just wanted the comfort of humdrum activity and the din of disconnected voices.
Appetizing smells from within the pub perked my craving for a café cream, and I crossed the doorstep. Inside, only standing room was left at the bar. I found a spot, leaned against the counter top and gave the bartender my order. In front of me, myriad liquor bottles, cups and glasses lined the wall racks. A coffee machine sat on the counter. Behind me and to my right, Welsh tourists and a bearded hunchback wearing leather gloves and a traveling cap occupied a group of tables gathered together.
While I wondered why he was wearing gloves on
such a sultry night, a fat lady with an oversized mole on her chin explained
to the tourists that he was a pianist and had to protect his hands.
The powerful individuals who belong to the Trilateral Commission all share the same anti-nationalist philosophy, and try to prevent the national forces within their respective countries from exerting influence on policy. The Trilateral Commission was established in 1973. Its founder and primary mover was international financier David Rockefeller, longtime chairman of the Rockefeller family-controlled Chase Manhattan Bank.
Journalist Bill Moyers spoke about the power of David Rockefeller in a TV documentary, The Secret Government in 1980:
In 1991, an economist, and The Nation’s Contributing Editor Doug Henwood posted his answer in the Left Business Observer, a newsletter he had founded in 1986:
Also present were Milton Katz, a CFR member and Director of International Studies at Harvard, Robert Bowie, who would later become Deputy Director of the CIA, George Franklin, David Rockefeller’s coordinator for the Trilateral Commission, and Gerald Smith, U.S. Ambassador-at-Large for Non-Proliferation Matters.
The focus of their discussion was the not-too-distant 1976 U.S. Presidential elections. Harriman suggested that if the Democrats wanted to recapture t he White House,
Several names cropped up. Among them were James Earl Carter, governor of Georgia, Reubin Askew, governor of Florida, and Terry Sanford, former governor of North Carolina and, at the time, President of Duke University.
Katz is reported to have promptly informed David Rockefeller that Carter was a viable candidate and could be sold politically to the American public. In the fall of 1973, Rockefeller invited Carter for dinner in London, in order to better acquaint himself with Georgia’s governor. As he listened to the southern gentleman, he became convinced that Carter was ideally suited to become the next U.S. president.
The Times of London gave an account of the developing Rockefeller-Carter relationship:
This complete rejection of free enterprise and individual freedom is puzzling.
How can Marxism, and its resulting system of social and economic equalization, fascinate David Rockefeller, or the Trilateral Commission? Rockefeller is not only rich; he is well-educated. He knows t he failure of Marxism in the form of Communism under ruthless dictators like Stalin in the twentieth century, in which an estimated 100 million citizens were slaughtered under the Communist regime, over a billion more enslaved. How do we reconcile the mental image of a Capitalist embracing a Marxist, or any Communist/Socialist?
The reason for the apparent incongruity is in our learned definitions of these words. In school, we are taught Capitalism is based on free enterprise. Capitalists are wealthy entrepreneurs, people who go into business for themselves to make money, and you can’t make money unless you produce profits. This is the cornerstone of free enterprise.
Worldwide, free enterprise becomes free trade in a global marketplace. Everyone works to make money, which produces profits to invest in more businesses and industries that make money to create more jobs t hat spread wealth and build a higher standard of life for all.
The goods and ser vices produced are the collaborative result of individual imagination and innovation.
They controlled the principal firms doing business with Soviet Russia: Vacuum Oil, International Harvester, Guaranty Trust and New York Life. In 1926, the Vacuum Oil Company, owned by Rockefeller, closed an agreement with the Soviet Naptha Syndicate to market Soviet oil in European countries through the Chase National Bank (also Rockefeller-owned).
At the time, it was reported that John D. Rockefeller agreed on a $75,000,000 loan to the Bolsheviks as “part of the price for the arrangement.” As a result of this deal, Rockefeller’s Standard Oil built an oil refinery in Russia in 1927, after they were promised 50% of the Caucasus oil production.
But, as early as 1911, John Moody h ad already nicknamed the Standard Oil Co. the Standard Oil Bank because, as he observed, the,
Again, the Rockefellers played a key role in founding the American-Russian Chamber of Commerce in 1922 to promote trade with Russia under the direction of its chairman, Reeve Schley, who was vice president of Chase National Bank as well.
As a prerequisite to opening up
the Russian market to the Establishment, in 1925 John D. Rockefeller added
pressure to the...
Sacrificing a nation
The Bilderberg, CFR and Trilateral brethren know they have to produce a reason for people to “buy into” their One World Plan. Every day their rhetoric grows louder.
The Web site of the Trilateral Commission, for instance, speaks boldly of “s haring leadership responsibilities,” and advocates “closer cooperation” and “mutual understanding.”
How they understand these terms, however, varies greatly fro m how the greater part of the population understands them.
By the time Brzezinski, Cyrus Vance, Defense Secretary Harold Brown and Undersecretary of the Treasury Anthony Solomon came together to help found the Trilateral Commission, they we re already actively participating in a parallel initiative promoted by the CFR called the “1980s Project”:
Was it a storehouse of remembered images and concealed patterns that contain the key to the mysterious designs on my life? What if I never discovered that key? What would become of me?
The sharp voice penetrated my ponderings. I looked up. A man, dressed in a raincoat, approached me. The raincoat struck me as odd.
Through the wall of windows lining the airport terminal, I could see the Mediterranean blue sky. No cloud in sight. And then I spotted the shiny automatic weapon slung a cross his shoulders under his coat. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach.
Feeling s of prearranged tragedy, or more precisely, the ever-present shadow I lived wit h, reminded me of the perilous ways in which I chose to make my living. The man in the raincoat stopped directly in front of me, clicked his heels and tipped hi s index and middle fingers to his temple in salute. Flashes of Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee sprung to mind from the prior year’s experience in Versailles.
He introduced himself as a detective.
Flanked by two local guards and a narcotics
officer with a Doberman, the detective and I passed into a detention room
where small-time hoodlums and big-time criminals were usually questioned...
After three straight years of open hostilities and tension amongst the European, British and American Bilderbergers caused by the war in Iraq, the aura of complete congeniality amongst them had returned. Bilderbergers reaffirmed, and remain united in, their long-term goal to strengthen the role the UN plays in regulating global conflicts and relations.
Although George W. Bush didn’t personally attend the meeting in Rottach-Egern, the U.S. Government was well represented by William Luti, Richard Perle, Dennis Ross and Allan Hubbard. However, it is important to understand that Americans are no more the “Hawks” than the European Bilderbergers are the “ Doves.” Europeans joined in supporting the 1991 invasion of Iraq by President Bush’s father, celebrating, in the words of one notable Bilderberg hunter the end of “America’s Viet Nam syndrome.”
Successes have been many, but so have disappointments. A group of very determined freedom-loving citizens from across the globe has forced the all-powerful Bilderbergers to take cover, to become more secretive, more paranoid, and henceforth less invisible.
We have been joined in our fight by men and women from every Western and some Eastern European secret service agencies. Little happens in the corridors of power which is not almost immediately relayed to us through our trusted contacts. We operate within the law, triple checking our sources, references and leads. This effort is far from easy.
But when I weaken and grow tired of the sacrifice this struggle has demanded from me, I think of millions of people from around the world who have fought and died so that one day, we, the generations who have come in their wake, can enjoy the privileges of liberty and the honest and decent pursuit of happiness their sacrifice has afforded us.
There was a time, when down on my luck, angry and frustrated because no on e seemed to listen, to understand and to fathom the dark clouds gathering all around us, I felt betrayed by society and took it very personally and very hard. I wanted to run away, to be alone, to feel sorry for myself, and to blame the res t of the world for the misdeeds of a criminal few.
Then, I grew up. I thought of the families of the Israelis and Palestinians killed in an ever spiraling violence of hatred whose lives have forever been destroyed by the unspeakable evil hatred represents. This hatred is not spontaneous. It has been masterfully impose d and managed from behind the scenes by the Bilderberger/CFR/TC/Round Table/RIIA controllers, who are dragging the unwilling world to its utter decimation.
I thought of millions of crack babies born in inner-city ghettos and tens of million s of opiate addicts whose future has been turned into drug addiction because a s elect few make a lot of money from the misfortunes of others.
I thought of the lies and deaths of hundreds of millions of innocent young soldiers who were sent by the slick propaganda campaigns to their demise at Verdun and every other engagement of WWI, WWII, Korea, Viet Nam, the Falklands, Panama, Afghanistan, Iraq, etc., etc., etc.
I thought of Agent Orange and the Gulf War syndrome responsible for turning strong young, square-shouldered soldiers into frail old men at the age of 30.
I thought of the hundreds of thousands dyings in
the firebombing of Dresden, unwitting “guinea pigs” in
Tavistock instigated psychological warfare experiments.
The Catholic Church and much of t he citizenry reviled the great man because they were terrified that this truth would upset the social order. As someone has said,
I live for the day and the hour in which men and women of honor will recognize that dignity, kindness, integrity, trust, love of thy fellow beings are as indispensable to the survival of the human race as Galileo’s discoveries were.
These principles of humanity should be enshrined on some document somewhere, so that should a future despot decide to betray Humanity once again, he will pay dearly for it.
On the surface, this book is about a secretive Group known simply as the Bilderbergers. On a much deeper level, however, it is about inner faith and conviction, which public opinion, bribery, lust for money and power cannot influence. This book is about the integrity and honor of many individuals. It is about helping people learn to think, and stand independent in their thoughts even from the so-called experts, masterfully represented by every major media group who would t ell them which conspiracy theory not to believe.
This book is also about my life , about my refusing to live in fear. Until my dying breath, I shall live as a free man, walking the earth as a free man does, with my head held high.
Only when we decide to let fear govern our actions will those whom we oppose and despise truly won.
September 22, 2007