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>From: "American Patriot Friends Network [APFN]" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
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>Subject: [apfn] Conjurella - Has MK-ULTRA begun yet?
>Date: Sun, 14 Nov 1999 21:50:28 -0800
>
>Russian Mind Control and It's Waco Secrets:
>AT the 1924 All russian Congress of Psychoncurologists, Platonov gain
>knocked out Miss M. telepathically, before a hall full of scientists.
>The
>vivacious young woman sat on stage, chatting, so she thought, with a
>panel of doctors as they waited for a hypnotic demonstration to get
>under way. Platonov stood out of sight behind a large blackboard. He
>put his hand to his brow as a signal to the audience and Miss M.
>suddenly slumped asleep. Then he woke her up, then he put her under
>again.
>
>The ability to put people to sleep and wake them up telepathically from
>a
>distance of a few yards to over a thousands of miles became the
>thoroughly
>tested and perfected contribution the Soviets to international
>parapsychology.
>
>The sleep-wake test, however, gained a long and intriguing scientific
>pedigree
>before it was finally revealed in the early 1960's.
>
>The bulk of recent telepathy research in the USSR is concerned with the
>transmission of behavior impulses-or research to subliminally control an
>
>individual's conduct...
>
>(all this information is dated prior to 1993) What type of programing
>did
>Bill Clinton under go that year he spent in Russia, that he can't
>remember?
>
>I have about 100 pages and a video supplied me in 1993 in reference to
>this information. Thank you Tom Grime, and your Grandfather, the
>publisher of Casino News //klv
>
>Conjurella - Has MK-ULTRA begun yet?
>http://www.io.com/~hambone/mail/conjurella.html

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Title: Conjurella




[Author's note: Gothic Fiction -- 4500 words
Proposed introduction to Castle Mirage, by my late mother, Alice Brennan, published June 1971 by Belmont Books, carrying the code Belmont B75-2133, and now offered for reprinting by the author's son, and by Singer Media Corporation.]
Castle Mirage - The Prelude: Conjurella
by T. Casey Brennan
This is the story of little mice.  David Ferrie's mice.  No, this is the story of Conjurella, and her daughter, Glinda; they were both there when I first met David Ferrie in Ohio, at the Old Covered Bridge; so were Mama and Daddy and Uncle Johnny.  Everyone is dead now, except me, and, I think, Glinda, so there is no one to ask.  But I think it must have been the summer of 1953.  I started school in September of 1953 at Swamp School on Bricker Road in Emmett, Michigan; a one-room school on a gravel road which boasted my late mother as the CEO of its Board; it was sometime around then that the meeting at the Old Covered Bridge took place.
It looked something like a covered wagon, over a small stream through a narrow road cutting through fields and brush that stretched on forever.  This was 1953.  The only war we might have lost had been over for less than a decade.  Oh-ess-ess was a whisper that lingered in the air; a song that was over, yet the melody haunted us.  War measures meant many things to those caught in the web of that whisper, oh-ess-ess, so softly spoken, a love song, a lullaby, a death threat.  I don't remember, but I think that whisper was in the air when we first met David Ferrie.  Uncle Johnny helped arrange it; Uncle Johnny said he was a finder.  Daddy and Uncle Johnny park the car right on the bridge, and get out "to take a walk" -- there is something on the car radio, or maybe Daddy and Uncle Johnny tell us, about "two escaped convicts" believed loose in that area.  Mama and Conjurella get in the front seat.  Glinda and I are in the back seat.  Has MK-ULTRA begun yet?  They must have given me some of the amnesiac hypnotic drug that Dr. E, the hypnotist whose work formed the basis for Mama's obsession with hypnosis as noted in Castle Mirage, would later fore on me in a more conventional setting.  Glinda is my age, she is five.  she sees the Perfect soldier, David 

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Hi,
 
It was a three-page BLACK MISTRESS 
story and it appeared in 1979's TARA ON THE DARK CONTINENT # 2.  I don't 
have FEMFANTASTIQUE #'s 1 or 2 yet, so I didn't realize that the Phantom Lady 
story in # 3 was a rewrite.
 
I've attached scans of the BLACK 
MISTRESS story.


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AC Comics and the Femforcehttp://rkscroy.tripod..com/accomics.htm
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 taraonthedarkcontinent2-p23.jpg
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[CTRL] T. Casey Brennan's version of the Fair Play for Cuba Committee: The International Organization of Journalists from Communist Czechoslovakia...

2000-05-17 Thread T. Casey Brennan

This is an article about my work from a 1987
publication in Communist Czechoslovakia.  To really
understand it, you have to read CONJURELLA, my account
of my family's (and my own) unwilling participation in
the JFK assassination, posted at:

http://www.morethanconquerors.simplenet.com/MCF/conjurel.htm


>From THE DEMOCRATIC JOURNALIST Volume XXXIV No. 7-8,
July-August 1987

Monthly of the International Organization of
Journalists, published in English, French, Russian and
Spanish.  Circulated in 165 countries.

Chief Editor: Rudolf Prevratil
Editor: Karel Hejc
Address: Rooseveltova 18, 160 00 Prague 6,
Czechoslovakia

(The following article is signed M.M., and is
accompanied by a cartoon denoted "Drawing by Martin
Marek".  The article goes on to discuss works by
myself, T. Casey Brennan.)

YOUTH AND MASS MEDIA
Smoking and Advertisements in Mass Media/36

Are smokers the only real heroes?  Certainly not in
life.  But what about the movies, television or
adventure stories?  It is almost impossible to provide
precise statistics but the truth is that examples
where the main hero of an exciting story reaches for a
cigarette or a cigar in decisive moments, or has a
cigarette dangling from his lips while he calmly
solves a difficult situation, are, to say the least,
not rare.  It is, simply, a stereotype that is never
missing from a scenario and is always used very
suggestively to influence an audience.

Some might say - but it doesn't matter, in the end
smoking or not smoking is a personal affair.  Of
course it is, but the influence of some media, for
instance, television, in creating attitudes and habits
especially in adolescents, is exceptionally strong,
and this has been proved by many sociological and
psychological surveys.  What good is it if, in a
number of countries, cigarette advertising is curbed
while indirect promotion of smoking has practically no
limits.

Film and television heroes who smoke clearly have a
greater influence on the value-orientation of
teen-agers than the loudly proclaimed Barnum-like
advertisements of tobacco firms.  The problem which
for years now has been the subject of an anti-smoking
drive by doctors, teachers and psychologists in many
Western countries does not concern only films and
television but also, for instance, "comics" for
children.

The country where this problem is especially urgent is
the United States.  For years, the USA has held the
leading place in a list of countries with the greatest
consumption of tobacco products per person.
Manufacturers of tobacco and cigarettes in the United
States traditionally form an influential pressure
group and the big anti-smoking campaign has so far met
with only marginal success.

What is interesting, however, is that the seriousness
of the situation and the danger involved in indirect
promotion of smoking is beginning to be realized by
some publishers and writers of stories for children
and youth.  For example, the author of a number of
comic texts, T. Casey Brennan, began a campaign with
his friends several years ago called: Cartoon heroes
needn't smoke!  "The important thing," said Brennan,
"is protecting children.  Comic books have a lot of
influence on children.  When a comic book hero is
shown smoking, it's like subliminal cigarette
advertising."

Brennan's group has appealed to a number of public
figures, Congressmen, publicists and journalists in
the USA and abroad urging their support.  The bulletin
of the World Health Organization called WORLD HEALTH
carries information about this movement which is still
relatively small.  Only the future will tell whether
such a campaign will bring about any substantial
improvement in the situation.  But it certainly
deserves attention.

--  MM

(Note: The issues of WHO's WORLD HEALTH magazine
discussing my work are October 1983, page 30, and
January-February 1986, page 9.  They are easily
obtainable at any University public health library, or
UN office.)



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[CTRL] A CONJURELLA SEQUEL, WITH FICTION ADDED, BY POPULAR DEMAND

2000-03-23 Thread T. Casey Brennan

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This is a sequel to CONJURELLA posted at:

http://www.morethanconquerors.simplenet.com/MCF/conjurel.htm

There are some words of praise for my CONJURELLA
series in the INSTRUCTIONS box, last page, in
TRANSMETROPOLITAN #17, January 1999.  Since most
people  assumed that my CONJURELLA series was part
fiction (it wasn't), I finally wrote one that WAS part
fiction.  This is it.  Warren Publishing Company fans
will remember me for my stories in CREEPY, EERIE, and
VAMPIRELLA, most recently reprinted in VAMPIRELLA OF
DRAKULON #1-3 (Harris Comics, 1996).

Best wishes, T. Casey Brennan

CONJURELLA AVOCA: BLUE WATER LAST MEMORIES

or

THE TWO JOHN WRIGHTS, AND HOW I SHOT ONE OF THEM

by

T. Casey Brennan

copyright 2000 by T. Casey Brennan

This is the story of the Blue Water last memories of
David Ferrie.  No, this is the story of the two John
Wrights.  The first John Wright I met through the
mails in my early days at Peck High School, circa
1961.  He published a fanzine in Johannesburg, in what
was then the Union of South Africa.  His zine was
called, I think, THE KOMIX.  It contained no racial or
political propoganda whatsoever, only articles and
comics revolving around what came to be called the
Golden Age of Comics:  World War II.  A creation by
the first John Wright, a World War II British
superhero called Union Jack, was later to be
appropriated by Marvel Comics, by another one of the
first John Wright's early pen pals, Roy Thomas.  The
second John Wright, proprietor of a combination
pornography and conspiracy mail order business called
Pacific Paradise, I met through a different kind of
mail, e-mail, after I had written CONJURELLA, the
story of how Dr. E of Port Hope, Michigan, and David
Ferrie of Ohio, where both my maternal uncles lived,
had kidnapped me on November 22, 1963, and forced me
to initiate the firing from the Texas School Book
Depository Building.

If the first John Wright had helped invent the comic
book fanzine, the second John Wright had helped invent
dadaist conspiracy journalism.  Wright hailed from
Port Huron, Michigan, where my late father, William J.
Brennan, had once sat on the St. Clair County Board of
Education, along with Thaddeus B. Vance, also of Port
Huron, who had invited me, briefly, into the local
chapter of the John Birch Society.  Wright's Pacific
Paradise website included, among other things,
pornographic pictures retouched to look like Monica
Lewinsky and Bill Clinton, blatant political bigotry,
and dadaist conspiracy journalism born out of the Blue
Water's hellish Vietnam era, when those who had been
ensnared by the draft, returned to brag of hellish
atrocities against the Vietnames to those who had not.
 Yet, of all the varied media outlets in the Blue
Water area, only John Wright and Pacific Paradise
would report on CONJURELLA, with a special section,
wedged between the pornographic photos of
pseudo-Clinton and pseudo-Lewinsky, and right-wing
meanderings I could accept no more easily in the '90s
than in the sixties.

But this was the story of the last Blue Water
Memories.  And this was the mixture of truth, fiction,
and comic book promotion you THOUGHT I wrote.

I graduated from high school in 1965, at the age of
16.  I should not have been that young, but when I
started school, in September of 1953, I was five years
old.  My late mother, Alice Brennan, was the chief
officer of the Swamp School Board, which would become
one of the last K8, kindergarten through eighth grade,
school districts in the state.

Anyway, Miss Nolan, the teacher, saw that I could
already read, plus, I suppose she thought she could
get some points with my parents, so she put me
immediately into the first grade at age five.  So I
graduated at the age of sixteen, from Sanilac County,
future home of itinerant drifter, Timothy McVeigh.
The Sanilac County official who signed my high school
diploma was Henry Hill, a John Birch Society member
and organizer.

Rodding around with a case.  In the country, in the
sixties, that was what you did.  Unfortunately, for
me, there was a deadly footnote to this: I was no
longer quite sure of who it was locally that I knew,
and who I did not know.  Dr. E's injections, combined
with post-hupnotic suggestion, had produced a deadly
selective amnesia; other witnesses, along with our
alleged cousin, Howard Leslie Brennan, would manifest
these symptoms at the Warren Commission hearings.

"Casey, get in the car!  We've got some beer!"

Anyone could say it, and I'd get in.  Except, if they
were friends from over about a month before, I wasn't
sure if I knew them or not.  Had to fake it, with the
names and everything.  I actually didn't know.

Apparently, David Ferrie had been cruising 136, with a
carload of bodyguards, the day I decided to walk to
Avoca.  Out ancestral home was about four and a half
miles from Avoca, at the corner of Bricker and Bren

[CTRL] Sequel to CONJURELLA...

2000-03-23 Thread T. Casey Brennan

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This is a sequel to CONJURELLA, posted at:

http://www.morethanconquerors.simplenet.com/MCF/conjurel.htm
--

UNAUTHORIZED CONJURELLA: Housemates With Noaomi
Schechter, Ph.d, Activist-Psychologist With
"Psychologists for Social Responsibility"

by

T. Casey Brennan

Copyright 2000 by T. Casey Brennan



Within, there lurked the memory.

But this was 1970.  This was T. Casey Brennan at age
22, on a bus bound for Ann Arbor, fledgling comic book
writer for the Warren Publishing Company titles,
CREEPY, EERIE, and VAMPIRELLA, hell-bent on making his
presence known to Ann Arbor's now infamous campus
left.

This was 1970:  it would be a Tetragrammatonic 26
years before I would write the legend of CONJURELLA,
posted on the Internet initially by Anathema Research
of Austin, Texas in 1996, then picked up repeatedly
and posted and reposted, with and without
authorization, by a wide variety of Netizens, intent
on linking it to their own respective interests and
causes.  Twenty-six years before CONJURELLA would link
our family to the JFK assassination as our alleged
cousin, Howard Leslie Brennan, with his testimony
before the Warren Commission, never could.

This was 1970: I hated the Vietnam war, hated the
draft, loved the peace movement, loved the peace
demonstrators and the love-ins, loved the beads and
the beards and the flower children.  But I feared the
psychedelic drugs, and I feared the Communists; maybe,
just maybe, I even feared the "Communist conspiracy" I
had been told so much about, since boyhood.  This was
1970: it had been a scant three years since I had
resigned, after a little over a year, from the Port
Huron, Michigan chapter of the John Birch Society (I
had a membership card; was it Chapter 308? - I don't
remember anymore), headed by local right-wing dentist,
E. James Shay.  I had joined in late 1965, at the
invitation of Thaddeus B. Vance, who, like my late
father, sat on the St. Clair County Board of
Education.  My parents were William James Brennan and
paperback book author Alice Brennan, both Michigan
school board officials and tax opponents.  My late
mother had begun this process when, in the early
1950s, she took the position of Secretary (and CEO) of
the Swamp School District, Kenockee Township School
District #4, one of the last K-8, kindergarten through
eighth grade, school districts in the state.  Soon, my
late father had a similar position of authority on the
St. Clair County Board of Education, and the two of
them set off hand in hand to keep property taxes down,
and the one-room little red schoolhouses open for as
long as the voters would put up with it.  Inevitably,
they attracted the attention of the 1950s ultra-right
in that regard, and soon we were all deluged with
pamphlets from prolific McCarthyites coast to coast.

I had begun school in kindergarten at Swamp School in
September of 1953, at age 5.  But, I suppose, partly
because I could already read and write, and partly
because my mother was her boss, my teacher, Miss
Nolan, advanced me at once to the first grade, still
at the age of 5.  Hence, I entered high school at the
tender age of 13.  The Swamp School was a one-room
building on a gravel road, technically in Emmett,
Michigan.  Traditionally, our high-school students,
after graduating from the eighth grade, attended
school in neighboring Yale, Michigan.  But by the time
1961 had rolled around, and I had graduated grade
school, the Yale high school district was demanding
that we annex before they would take our high school
students.  For that, the Swamp School would be closed,
taxes would go sky high, and our children would
henceforth attend grade school in Yale.  My parents
would have none of it, and clearly, they were in a
political position to make deals.  So, deals they
made.  It was arranged that a local farm couple, Jim
and Mary O'Neill, would drive the handful of
high-school students that the Swamp School produced
each year, north on M-19, through Yale, to Peck High
School in Sanilac County, later to become infamous as
the home of convicted Oklahoma City bomber, Timothy
McVeigh.

Before long, the 13 year old high schooler version of
T. Casey Brennan was developing his own independent
personality and interests, sort of, and those
interests included comic book collecting, and
disseminating right-wing propoganda for the host of
ultraconservative groups which had expressed support
for my parents positions as property tax foes.

So my pile of special things included pamphlets from
the John Birch Society (as headed by Robert Welch),
the Cinema Educational Guild (by Myron Fagan, who
claimed credit for providing the Dies Committee with
the names of Hollywood Communists, though popular
history would later, inaccurately, assign this role to
Senator Joe McCarthy, who only investigated alleged
Communists in government, not Hollywood)