Sunday, July 21, 2013

A funny thing happened to me on the way to this blog posting.  In consequence, the topic of this post  is now totally different from what I'd originally planned.
 
As per usual, prior to commencing to blog, I hit Facebook after hitting every other social media, news and entertainment site in my habitual zeal to avoid doing anything that has the least semblance to work.  And what, in my innocence, did I find waiting to accost me on my friendly little Facebook page?  Endless page after page after page of articles from Huffington Post's Celebrity Page archives, 'shared' to me by some anonymous troll.  Stuff going back to when Michael Jackson was among the living, Andy Dick was still getting arrested in airports and Carrot Top looked, well, less abnormal.  Took a while to get rid of it all but, apparently, no harm done.


disco never dies........

......but this did

Right away my razor sharp, though wretched, little brain deduced why I'd been singled out for this vicious attack of celebrity news:
   
     Retaliation!

But by who?  And for what dire act?

I'll let you be the judge of that.

The night previous to the insidious infiltration mentioned above, before putting little Toshiba to sleep I commented on a Huffington Post info-caplet accompanying a photo of Mr. Saturday Night Fever, John Travolta.  Part of a celebrity Scientologist slideshow, it was tacked to the bottom of an article looking into the, er, interesting, relationship between Tom Cruise and David Muscivage, Scientology's head honcho.
 

I thought there'd be more guys
             The Travolta info-caplet stated he'd been introduced to Scientology via a book he'd received on the set of early '70's horror cheeseball,  'The Devil's Rain,'  which featured the weirdly intriguing thespian talents of William Shatner, Ernest Borgnine, Eddie Albert and Jack Albertson (Chico and the Man).  On-set 'advisor' for this flick?  Infamous chrome-domed and devilishly goateed Anton LaVey, founder and head of the Church of Satan (his version of it, anyway), which seems to have had quite a following among established and would be movie star types looking to network, seek wisdom and enlightenment (and altars with naked ladies) in an atmosphere encouraging of sexual exploration.   Intrigued, I noodled around on Google and found that LaVey's real name was Howard Levey  (I'd always suspected Arnold Levine.)                         

Howard (Anton) and friends

But wait, there's more.  

the old boy himself,
looking rather pleased
For a time, back in old San Francisco, LaVey's almost next door neighbors were Charles Manson and his merry band of psychopaths.  LaVey is said to have based his theology on the writings of Aleister Crowley, known variously as the Beast and the Wickedest Man in History.  Manson, too, is said to have looked to Crowley's writings for inspiration. 

Which, in a convoluted way, brings us back to Scientology, via L. Ron Hubbard.

L. Ron, in a nautical state of mind

Scientology's founder and creative spirit, Hubbard is said to have met Crowley at least once. What is known is that after his WWII service, Hubbard moved in with John Parsons, genius jet
Handsome devil of a  fellow, eh, what?
propulsion expert.  Parsons, who was quite close to Crowley, was appointed by Mr. C. to be head of the Pasedena Agape lodge of  Crowley's 'magical' order, the OTO.  Hubbard was said to be an enthusiastic participant and 'writer' of the sexually oriented rituals Parsons conducted, which included his wife and daughter.
Too silly not to include

Interesting tidbit -- Parsons, who would habitually chant a hymn to the god Pan during rocket launches,
lived with Crowley in London for a spell.  It was there he made his fuel research breakthroughs.  Coincidence or not, Crowley had studied chemistry at university.


Back then, spies adhered to a
higher standard of loungewear
 Crowley, by the way, was an operative for British Intelligence, along with playwright Noel Coward, who has nothing to do with any of this but I like to imagine their joint intelligence debriefings.
                                                                       


Something like this, I suppose





Sometime prior to the Manson Family's murder spree, this miserable band of misfits and losers is said to have been infiltrated by undercover CIA guys who supposedly used them as a sort of running experiment in mind control.

Here's where it gets creepy.  Manson Family victim Sharon Tate was the daughter of a high ranking CIA official.  Several of the other Family victims killed with Tate had family connections to the CIA as well.  LaVey (remember him?) was on-set advisor (and Satan's sex scene stand-in) on Polanski's 'Rosemary's Baby.'  Tate was 8 1/2 months pregnant with Polanski's child when she was killed.  A few year's previous, she'd appeared in 'Eye of the Devil,'  filmed in London.  While there, she met well known Wiccan High Priest and Priestess Alex and Maxine Sanders.

Here's something I find extremely odd: In the early 60s, Tate lived with her family in Italy where her father was posted.  She came to the U.S. to study and pursue acting but returned to Italy because her mother was so terrified of something horrible happening to Sharon in California that she had a massive nervous breakdown.

It gets creepier and way too involved for me to deal with in this post.  Also, I'm just not qualified to make judgments on the veracity of the slew of information out there.  I don't have access to original source material and wouldn't know how to even begin authenticating it.  It's a fascinating though somewhat paranoia inducing topic, easy to get lost in, with one-thing-leads-to-another links connecting secret government agencies to the worlds of rock and roll, Hollywood, the occult, organized crime, political assassinations and, of course, Nazis. 

By the way, my original comment on HuffPost regarding Travolta mentioned almost none of this. Though I'd read and heard bits and pieces of all this weirdness through the years it was all pretty much buried somewhere deep inside the convoluted recesses of my wretched little brain.  Even I can deal with only so much weirdness on a daily basis.  It was the celebrity news story attack on my Facebook page that led me to brush up on my behind-the-curtains occult-CIA-military machinations trivia.
Better stop reading right there, pal

Oh, did you know that the Spahn Movie Ranch, where Manson and his gang hid out in the middle of the desert, was built as part of a western movie backdrop for early Hollywood shoot-em ups?  And that during the thirties it was where Ma Barker and her gang holed up?  And it was then elderly gang member Alan Karpis who clued in cell-mate Charles Manson about this great place to hide out?  And that Karpis started out as what was then known as a white slaver working with a Jewish gang that specialized in this, and that the FBI was brought into being specifically to eradicate this scourge?  And the Jewish gangs worked hand in hand with the Italian gangs, elements of both going on to form what became known as organized crime, which the FBI for decades refused to admit the existence of because Hoover was being blackmailed over his relationship with lifelong partner Clyde Tolson.


"Nice Suit."
"Ditto."
                                                                                                                                        


Like I said, a lot to wade through.


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