KultureDrome

Living Dead (Fourteen)

Long needles obsessed Cordwainer Smith. Or, more accurately, long pointed needles that pierced deep into the brain. In “No, No, Not Rogov!” the Soviet scientist sticks a syringe into his cranium in order to hook himself up to a spy contraption that’s supposed to make him capable of mentally transporting himself into the mind of anyone and everyone the world over, especially Soviet State enemies. In Rogov’s case the needle is actually stuck into the optical nerve behind the eye, so he can see what his enemies see. Spy SHIT. The kind of paranoid fantasy you get when your job is to second-guess someone who you know is equally intent on outsmarting you. So much time spent trying to outwit an invisible enemy, Smith knew all too well, eventually drove many of his head honcho spooks crazy. How many friends had he lost? Solipsism, no matter how integral to philosophy, in the hands of the military, invariably brings about mental distress and often brings about ultimate total psychological dysfunction. Rogov goes insane from a golden vision of a future too beautiful for his mind to comprehend. In “Mother Hitton’s Littul Kittons” the bad guy does it to a little boy twice in the opening beach scene. First he sticks a needle into the boy’s head filled with truth serum to get him to give up Norstrilia’s secret weapon. The second time the needle goes in it is to kill little Johnny. Smith’s antagonist only discovers the true nature of Nostrilia’s defense shield after it is too late. The Kittons of Smith’s twisted fabrication were thousands of mutated minks. “Generations of them,” he writes, “had been bread psychotic to the bone. These were the Kittons of Nostrilia. Animals in whom fear, rage, hunger and sex were utterly intermixed.” The way the secret weapon worked was that Mother Hitton would awaken the mutated minks from their drug induced pathological dreams. “They would plunge into life with hunger, with hate, with rage, and with sex; plunge against their straps; strive to kill each other, their young, themselves, her. They would fight everything and everywhere, and do everything they could to keep going.” Smith describes all this murderous blind feral hatred amplified through a special “tuner” of his diabolical literary creation: “The rage, the hate, the hunger, the sex were all carried far beyond the limits of the tolerable, and then all were thereupon amplified. And then the waveband on which this telepathic control went out was amplified, right there beyond the studio, on the high towers that swept the mountain ridge, up and beyond the valley in which the laboratory lay. And Mother Hitton’s moon, spinning geometrically, bounced the relay into a hollow englobement.” From there Smith aimed it by satellite relays directly into his antagonist’s brain. The man never knew what hit him. Astride the stars in his spacecraft the full affect of all those rabid minks telepathically screaming into his unconscious ear was like a nightmare of a million poison-filled needles tearing his mind to shreds. “The synapses of his brain,” wrote Smith, “re-formed to conjure up might-have-beens, terrible things that never happened to any man. Then his knowing mind whited out in an overload of stress.” There was evidence that enemy intelligence was still trying to develop such a device. Soviets had tried to weaponise radio waves and magnetic fields. Stories perennially kicked around Pentagon water-coolers about giant ray guns were the inspiration for “No, No, Not Rogov!” But the US was never able to prove the Kremlin pulled it off. There was, on the other hand, some good intelligence the Nazis had managed to construct such a weapon. George Piccard postulates a dark picture of Fascist Occult advanced technologies in Liquid Conspiracy: JFK, LSD, the CIA, Area 51 & UFOs (1999). Everyone knows about the Nazi rocket scientist Wernher von Braun, the sociopath responsible for the death and murder of thousands of Jewish slave laborers who were forced to toil at gunpoint without sleep or food round the clock at his secret underground German missile factory before he was subsequently spirited to the United States, and heroicised by military industrial complex propagandists like Time Magazine CRYPTO-FASCISTS and the anti-Semite Nazi CORPSFUCKER, Walt Disney, as the smiling All-American mug of the Cold War. Piccard’s intention in Liquid Conspiracy is to chronicle the many tentacles of the MKULTRA conspiracy, the conspiracy of conspiracies. It’s a mixed bag. Totalizing theories tend to claim everything is connected, and originary myths are always looking for the biggest baddest bogie behind all the other big bad bogies. And, among conspiracy theorists, it gets tired real quick — because it’s always THE JEWS! Piccard isn’t as blatant as some of his ilk. After reading Craig Heimbichner’s Blood on the Alter: The Secret History of the World’s Most Dangerous Secret Societies, for example, or Michael A. Hoffman II’s Secret Societies and Psychological Warfare your average reader will no doubt feel so dirty they will have to take a shower. About every ten pages or so, like clockwork, both writers inexplicably explode into a vitriolic anti-Semitic rant. Piccard isn’t nearly as bad. He tends to stay on point and to Smith’s great pleasure devoted a number of chapters in his book to Nazi occult science which go way past simply describing the towering insanity inducing telepathic ray gun in question. They get into all kinds of other areas too: including the Nazi belief they descended from an extraterrestrial race called The Thule; The Hollow World Theory; and German attempts to recreate the flying saucer fabled in their sinister mythology. The passage that Smith latched onto had to do with Admiral Byrd’s expedition to Antarctica. A little background first: “The Thules, the Aryan ancestors,” Piccard claims, “flew to Earth from Aldebaran on Vrylias, or flying saucers;” This race existed in a vast civilization holed up inside the Earth; the Nazis successfully reproduced the Vril Drive, an implosion mechanism, and experimented with numerous saucers culminating in the Hauenub II (there is ample documentation of sightings of these foo-fighters); and, similar technology lead to experimentation on what Piccard calls the “Death Ray” gun designed for “electromagnetic mind control.” According to Piccard, after the collapse of The Third Reich, the Nazis flew their Death Ray down to a subterranean Thule base in Antarctica on Hauenub foo-fighters. “When you ask most people how many times nuclear weapons have been used,” writes Piccard, “most will answer twice — in Nagasaki and Hiroshima. The truth is that there was a third nuclear attack during the cold war era that has never been written of in the history of books. In 1958 Admiral Byrd returned to Neuschwabenland with a larger allied naval force. They detonated two nuclear devices and destroyed the Antarctic secret base. This event is now public information, and verifiable through DEO records.” So what did Admiral Byrd discover on his first mission to Antarctica? “According to Jan van Helsing,” Piccard writes, “the Third Reich had assembled an army of 6,000,000 soldiers and 22,000 vrylias for a planned final invasion of the Earth.” Piccard also points to the warlike makeup of Byrd’s original 1947 expedition: “He took with him some 4,000 soldiers, a man-of-war, and a fully equipped air craft carrier.” No shortage of cryptic statements came from Byrd himself after-the-fact. The Admiral’s reason for truncating the mission from eight months to eight weeks: heavy aircraft losses? He is on record, saying: “It is the bitter reality that in the case of a new war one had to expect attacks by planes that could fly from Pole to Pole,” a statement Piccard finds bizarre. Smith believed Byrd had seen first hand the underground Thule base of Neuschwabenland, and what he believed Byrd witnessed was an army of zombie Hitler clones who stood at attention before a cadre of thin translucent skinned young extraterrestrial Thule children who looked like they were straight out of Ira Levin’s The Boys from Brazil (1978). The infants were apparently sticking long needles into the skulls of the clone Reichs Fuhrer army and injecting their brains with a serum that contained their final orders. Smith believed the second Byrd expedition nuked an abandoned base. The mission was not to destroy an enemy. It was to destroy any evidence that could later come back to haunt them. The Thule army was already dispersed the world over, most of whom would reconnoiter years later in the CRYPTO-FASCIST-ZOMBIE-SHITPANTS Bushreich Administration.