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.