posted on Dec, 10 2012 @ 04:55 PM
“This shall be the story of the fall of a human soul—a fall which is great,” Ketchum wrote when he was a freshman at Dartmouth,
working on a play.
Colonel James S. Ketchum dreamed of war without killing. He joined the Army in 1956 and left it in 1976, and in that time he did not fight in
Vietnam; he did not invade the Bay of Pigs; he did not guard Western Europe with tanks, or help build nuclear launch sites beneath the Arctic ice.
Instead, he became the military’s leading expert in a secret Cold War experiment: to fight enemies with clouds of psychochemicals that temporarily
incapacitate the mind—causing, in the words of one ranking officer, a “selective malfunctioning of the human machine.” For nearly a decade,
Ketchum, a psychiatrist, went about his work in the belief that chemicals are more humane instruments of warfare than bullets and shrapnel—or, at
least, he told himself such things. To achieve his dream, he worked tirelessly at a secluded Army research facility, testing chemical weapons on
hundreds of healthy soldiers, and thinking all along that he was doing good.
As this long story unfolds, you'll learn the ideal chemical weapon for the military has these characteristics: seizures, dizziness, fear, panic,
hysteria, hallucinations, migraine, delirium, extreme depression, notions of hopelessness, lack of initiative to do even simple things, suicidal
The psychochemical-warfare program was a small part of the over-all research, and in many respects it was the strangest. Once, Ketchum walked into
his office and found a barrel the size of an oil drum standing in a corner. No one explained why it was in his office, or who had put it there. After
a couple of days, he waited until evening and opened it. Inside, he found dozens of small glass vials, each containing a precisely measured amount of
pure '___'; he figured there was enough to make several hundred million people go bonkers—and later calculated the street value of the barrel to be
roughly a billion dollars. At the end of the week, the barrel vanished just as mysteriously as it had appeared. No one spoke about it. He never
learned what it was for.
I wonder where that barrel went...
For years, Sim had been overseeing secret intelligence experiments at Edgewood. At one point, he did research for the C.I.A. on a BZ-type drug,
called the Boomer, that causes delirium for as long as two weeks. The agency wanted to know if it could be administered through the skin. Could a
Soviet agent brush some on silverware at a diplomatic party and cause an American official to go crazy? Could an operative dose an adversary with a
handshake? Sim initiated trials at the arsenal and at Holmesburg Prison, in Pennsylvania, with which Edgewood had contracted to conduct experiments on
I urge anyone interested in this subject to read the full article - there are plenty of eye openers contained within. One last thought, and because
this is ATS, do you think these experiments stopped? Do you think the CIA or Russia intelligence isn't still using chemical weapons or
'___'-derivatives on certain targets? Didn't the Serbia NATO envoy just happily jump off a garage to his death.
And I'll leave you with this paragraph - notice the Army tested on a large scale indiscriminately to unsuspecting victims.
He often gave '___' to people without warning. Not long after arriving at Edgewood, Ketchum took to playing tennis with a commanding officer at
the arsenal, who, after a match one day, described how Sim had spiked his morning coffee with '___'. “He was pissed off as hell,” Ketchum told me.
'___' had been mixed into cocktails at a party, and into an Army unit’s water supply. Some men handled it fine; some went berserk. A test subject in
1957 exhibited “euphoria followed by severe depression, anxiety, and panic—feeling he was going to die,” according to his chart. Another test
involved intelligence specialists who were blindfolded and placed in an isolation chamber. “Only one subject was in a condition to undergo extended
interrogation,” a report concluded. “A second subject fled from interrogation in panic.”
Source again: www.newyorker.com...
Lastly, for the folks positive that something reality-altering will occur on December 21, 2012 - a cloud of psychochemicals will do the trick.
This is not fiction, folks. Not at all.
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