The story is captivating.
Not the fantasy about domestic and international crimes (war
crimes) promoted as helping bring to
fruition "the hunt" for someone who might or might not have still
been alive when, as the story goes, 19 amateurs with boxcutters outwitted the
military-industrial complex Ike warned us about 41 years beforehand; the one
where this “baddest of bad guys” supposedly hid behind a woman’s skirts (a
story later recanted) before he went down in a hail of bullets (or maybe just one or two); the one where
his body was, supposedly, “buried” at sea (normally an honor bestowed for
exemplary naval service).
The story of which I write is about the first time that a propaganda piece, openly
funded by Wall Street, was nominated for an Academy Award. I write of the first time in history that the
“field” of Oscar nominees was so expanded (9 nominees this year) as to make room for a
“Lincoln” with enough historical inaccuracies to make one question the
protagonist’s very existence; an “Argo” portraying the (purportedly true) story
of a successful collaboration between Hollywood and Langley (it does
sound like a Hollywood name, doesn’t it? Langley?); and the tale of a "middle-of-the-night raid" (remarkably, not on a private home in an American city, although you couldn't by the raiders' wardrobe) to "capture" (right!) the "most wanted man in the ... our world.
OK. You got me.
It wasn’t funded by Wall Street.
At least, not directly. It was
funded, like the legend it portrays, by Wall Street’s offspring, the Central
Intelligence Agency.
I know…you thought the CIA was a government agency. And on
paper, it is. But what the public, defined
by a federal court as “That vast multitude, which includes the ignorant, the
unthinking, and the credulous, who¼do not stop to analyze, but are governed by appearance
and general impressions” ( J. W. Collins Co. v. F. M. Paist Co., (D.C.
Pa.) 14 F.2d 614), doesn’t know, or cares not to, is that the CIA, and the “National
Security Agency” (as distinguished from the “Federal Security Agency”, a post for another time), was
proposed, promoted, and eventually the product of, Wall Street banks and their lawyers,
with support from Yale, Harvard, and the New York and D.C. newspapers (by way of example, do a websearch for "July, 1947" and count how many "Roswell", "flying saucer", and "alien" results precede the first reference to enactment of the National Security Act).
To fully grasp (insofar as one can grasp such a monumental “servicing”)
the whos, whats, whens wheres and hows requires a LOT of research. But there are four books that I was blessed
with obtaining, three of them in the same day, at the same quaint little used
book store (the fourth came to me at a church bazaar) that, when read semi-simultaneously,
paint as clear a picture as any of us will likely ever have.
They are: The
Roosevelts, by Peter Collier; Wall
Street – A History, by Charles R. Geisst; Running the World, The Inside Story of the National Security
Council and the Architects of American Power, by David Rothkopf; and Legacy of Ashes, The History of the CIA,
by Tim Weiner.
So, why is this posted to a blog subtitled "Commentary relating to the ultra-rich megalomaniacs bent on world empire"? Because of a mention of "earning in excess of $100 million". (100,000,000.00)
Back to that captivating story:
It seems that this
CIA “psy-op” (“company”-speak for “psychological operation”) was, like the vast
majority of CIA’s very, very, very expensive (lucrative? Did I mention the Wall Street connection?) “covert” actions Weiner details in Legacy of Ashes, a spectacular failure.
See: http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2013/feb/25/zero-dark-thirty-cia-oscars
Ironic that Americans have to rely on a British news organization
for this story.