Thursday, February 22, 2018

FACEBOOK HAS BLOCKED ME FOR OPPOSING A BIGOT


A person named Cohen posted a comment on Facebook insulting Christians.

I called him out on it, without using any profanity or threat.

And Facebook blocked ME.


In the past, sordid photos of naked female prostitutes committing the most disgusting acts started appearing on my Facebook pages. I complained to Facebook. They answered that this "does not contravene Facebook's standards". I had to search out the source of those videos on my own and tracked them back to a Russian source.

Over the years, I have blocked many Nazis and other bigots. To do that, you must go to their Facebook pages. You can do this on your own. There you will see Swastikas. wolves, skulls, fat men and women in army fatigues on trucks and motorcycles, dead mutilated animals, Nazi, Ku Klux Klan and confederate flags, Satanic images and weapons of all kinds - and little children being taught to use guns and do the Nazi salute. This, Facebook allows.

https://www.facebook.com/help/637109102992723/

EYE WITNESS - SLAVERY IN AMERICA - 1956 and TODAY


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MY SKIN IS WHITE. MY HEART IS HUMAN. MY WORD IS TRUE.
 
We were enroute to Florida from Montreal for a short winter holiday - our hope to evade one or two of Quebec's bitter snow and sleet storms.
 
As we drove through the Carolinas and Georgia, I witnessed things that stunned me.
 
It was the winter of 1956 -1957.
 
I saw a tumbled-down wooden shack at the small gasoline station where we stopped to fill up.
 
It was a toilet. It had a sign on the front. The hand painted sign read, "WHITES ONLY".  It was 1956!  I was shocked - and disgusted.
 
The owner was a dirty looking, skinny white man. I was hardly twenty. Did I say anything to him? I don't remember. I would not be surprised if I was too afraid to confront him. He was mean looking and he sounded mean.
 
As we traveled through Raleigh, Savannah and on south - we saw a chain gang close by. I could hardly believe my eyes. Human beings wearing stripes, chained together, working on a railroad line with guards holding rifles over them to prevent any hope of escape. It was 1956!
 
Today, the Twenty-first Century in America.
 
Slavery never ended in the South. It lives in the minds of racist fanatics in practice in various forms, and in their dreams of returning to their vine draped mansions - their mammies serving them mint juleps and nursing their mixed-race babies at their sweet brown breasts. 

To think that the Republicans - the powerful NRA, Ku Klux Klan - and America's Nazis - who, by any other name, still reek of the blood of the raped girls and the rotting lynched bodies of the men - is to justify slavery and to encourage the evil that is tearing apart America in 2018.


Wednesday, February 21, 2018

REVOLUTION WITHOUT GUNS - MAKE A JOYOUS NOISE!


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REVOLUTION - THE STRUGGLE TO CHANGE THE WORLD
 
MAKE A JOYOUS NOISE TO SHAKE EVIL OUT OF POWER. HOW LONG CAN A CITY ENDURE THE ENDLESS BANGING OF POTS AND PANS?
 
IF YOU ARE APPEALING TO POLITICIANS FOR JUSTICE, FOR CHANGE, YOU ARE WASTING YOUR TIME. THE EXTREMISTS ARE ONLY INTERESTED IN MONEY AND POWER.
 
DO I DESPAIR?
 
I ACHE AT THE ATROCITIES BEING COMMITTED EVERYWHERE.
 
WHO CAN CHANGE THIS DARKNESS?
 
MILLIONS OF GOOD PEOPLE SPEAKING OUT, LOUD AND CLEAR AND RELENTLESSLY.
 
MAKE NOISE. A LOT OF NOISE.
 
BANG THE KETTLE, BANG THE PAN. NEVER STOP DAY OR NIGHT.
 
THOUSANDS WILL BE ARRESTED. MOTHERS AND CHILDREN WILL BE BEATEN. TYRANTS DO NOT USE REASON. THEY USE BILLY CLUBS AND GUNS. BUT THEY CANNOT SILENCE ALL THE POTS AND PANS AND THEY CANNOT SILENCE THE SONGS. THE VOICES MUST ECHO THROUGH THE STREETS, OVER THE WALLS, THROUGH THE HALLS OF POWER.
 
TYRANTS CANNOT BEAR TO BE LAUGHED AT. LAUGH PEOPLE - DON'T CRY. LAUGH OUT LOUD IN YOUR THOUSANDS. LAUGH AT THE TRAGEDY THAT HAS BEEN VISITED ON THE PEOPLE.
 
THE WHITE GLOVES REVOLUTION
RAISE UP YOUR WHITE GLOVES LADIES, MOTHERS, SISTERS, DAUGHTERS. LET THE WORLD SEE YOUR WHITE GLOVES AND HEAR YOUR VOICES. SOON THEY WILL KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU CAN DO.

 
"TAKE THE KNEE".
 
SING THE SONG.
 
DARKEN THE STREETS WITH YOUR OVERWHELMING PRESENCE.
 
MAKE CRUELTY AND INJUSTICE IMPOSSIBLE.
 
THE ESTONIAN SINGING REVOLUTION
 
 
THE LAUGHING REVOLUTION - TYRANTS CANNOT BEAR BEING LAUGHED AT.
 
ICELAND'S 'POTS AND PANS' REVOLUTION : Lessons from a nation that people power helped to emerge from its 2008 crisis all the stronger.

ARGENTINA'S POTS AND PANS REVOLUTION

WHY HAS THE WORLD GONE TO HELL IN OUR TIME?


"IF YOU PRICK US, DO WE NOT BLEED?"

JEW, CHRISTIAN, MUSLIM, SIKH, AGNOSTIC WHO DARES TO THINK - ALL DIE WHEN A FOREIGN OBJECT TEARS APART THEIR HEART, THEIR BRAIN, RIPS OPEN THEIR EYES AND SHATTERS THEIR BONES. 


SO WHAT SEPARATES US? 

HATE!

HATE IN THE MIND AND HEART OF A TWO-LEGGED, HAIRLESS, MANIFESTATION WE CALL "HOMO SAPIENS" - ONE WHO KNOWS - WHOSE GOAL IS TO DESTROY - A PERSON WHO IS MOVED TO COMMIT MURDER BY AN EVIL SPIRIT IN FLESH AND IN POWER - AN EVIL IMAM, A GLORIOUS LEADER, AN EVANGELICAL PSEUDO-CHRISTIAN WHO USES GOD'S NAME TO MAKE HIMSELF GOD, A PRESIDENT, A TYRANT. 


WHO KNOWS WHAT EVIL LURKS IN THE HEART OF MAN? 

WE KNOW. DO WE CARE ENOUGH TO STOP IT?

REMEMBER THE HOLOCAUST. IT DIDN'T START WITH THE OVENS.

IT STARTED WITH LIES.


WHY ARE THE MONTREAL POLICE PROTECTING THESE CRIMINALS?


People ask me, "How could this happen in Montreal, Canada?"

See for yourselves.


MONTREAL POLICE WILL NOT INVESTIGATE EVEN WHEN THERE IS A CORPSE.
 
HOW DID ED MCSWEENEY DIE? HOW DID MY MOTHER DIE?
 
HOW DID KENNETH GREGOIRE PRUD'HOMME, A COMPLETE STRANGER WHO NEVER MET MY FATHER, COME TO INHERIT MY FATHER'S LIFE'S SAVINGS AND OUR FAMILY HOME?
 
WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO MY SISTER, DEBBIE RUBIN MCSWEENEY?
 
MONTREAL POLICE ALWAYS REFUSE TO INVESTIGATE.
 

THE EVIDENCE
 
The laws of Canada protect criminals: No one in Canada protects crime victims. I know this because I am a Canadian crime victim. A Montreal Police officer helped the criminal, Dawn McSweeney, rob and destroy my family.
 
I have been fighting for the return of our precious valuables, day and night, since the day I was attacked and robbed, with the help of a Montreal police officer - October 7 1996.
 
Here is
 
EVIDENCE THAT DEMANDS A VERDICT
 
 
"Mrs. Carter's Rights were Violated Three Times."
 
Marlene Jennings, Member of Parliament, Canada.
 
 
My name is Phyllis Carter. I am an 81 year old Canadian journalist, a widow and cancer patient and - thanks to the Montreal Police - I am also a crime victim. I have been fighting for justice since October 7, 1996, when I was attacked in my home and robbed of everything I had worked for all my life and everything left to me by my beloved husband.
 
While I was holding off my attacker, I managed to call 911.
 
The Montreal Police I called to rescue me - helped the thief instead.
 
I told the police immediately who had robbed me but, through all the years and through all my appeals, I have not been able to get the Montreal Police to take any action to recover my stolen belongings from Dawn McSweeney, the person who robbed me and my family, or to take any legal action against her and her accomplices.
 
At the Meet the Candidates assembly in NDG on October 7, 2008, former Liberal Member of Parliament, and Quebec Deputy Police Ethics Commissioner, Marlene Jennings, stated before all the candidates and the public -
 
"Mrs. Carter's Rights Were Violated Three Times".
 
1. In 1996, the Montreal Police refused to file a report of the initial robbery. They have continued to refuse to act ever since.
 
2. In 2007, immediately following the death of my mother, the same group of criminals obtained a court order accusing me of being insane and dangerous. I was released from hospital unconditionally as soon as the doctors found out what my accusers had done and why.
 
After my mother's death, we learned that -
 
3. In 2005, the same group who call themselves "Partners in Crime" created a will in my mother's name when she was 92 years old and handicapped physically and mentally. My mother had been kept in total isolation by these criminals for a decade - until her death.
 
The sole beneficiaries of the 2005 will were the same people who robbed me and obtained the court order against me. Then it became clear why these criminals tried to discredit me and silence me.
 
Marlene Jennings later repeated her statement at a Sunday service in Rosedale United Church in Montreal.
 
But, to this day, the Montreal Police refuse to take any action against Dawn McSweeney and those she calls her "partners in crime" on her own blog.
 
I believe there can be only one logical explanation for why the Montreal Police refuse to act against the criminals in this case: One of their own officers helped Dawn McSweeney to rob me - and his partner, who my attacker called "Mario" in a very familiar way - did nothing to help me.
 
$5,000. REWARD
 
MEET DAWN MCSWEENEY
I SAVED HER LIFE - SHE STOLE MINE
HOW TO RAISE A CRIMINAL
THE TRAGEDY OF DAWN MCSWEENEY
 
Circa February, 1994, I moved back to my parents' home at 4995 Prince of Wales, NDG, Montreal. I was sick with cancer, widowed, unemployed and my mother wanted me home.
 
Summer 1996 - Good friends paid a brief visit. As soon as they left, Dawn McSweeney, my youngest sister's daughter, told my mother - in my presence - that my friends only pretended to love me, but they really despised me. In spite of Dawn McSweeney's jealousy and hatred, they are still my friends to this day.
 
THE THIEF, DAWN MCSWEENEY, WAS ALWAYS AFTER MONEY
 
The beginning of October, 1996, Dawn and her boyfriend, Alex Lavergne, suddenly moved into 4995.
 
October 5, 1996 - I did a new inventory of all my belongings at 4995, expecting Dawn to pilfer. I pleaded with my mother to keep Dawn out of my rooms - to no avail.
 
October 7, 1996 - I was suddenly attacked in the foyer of our home. I managed to call 911. The Montreal Police I hoped would come to my rescue, helped the thief instead.
 
The officer took me out of the house by my arm and told me I had to leave my home and never return for any reason.
 
I was not allowed to take anything with me except my bible, my purse, and a pair of shoes that I liked to wear in church,.
 
The police left me in the street in front of my home without as much as a coat - and they just drove away. There was no legal process, and I learned later that they did not make a police report.
 
 
 
 
I paid premiums to Prudential Insurance for thirty years. On October 8 or 9, 1996 - I reported the robbery to my Prudential Insurance agent, Brian Thornily. Prudential insurance abandoned me. As soon as they heard that a police officer helped the thief, they refused to investigate. Later, Prudential's agent told me it was because the police had made their report of the robbery "too late".

I had pleaded with the police to investigate from the moment I called 911, and constantly thereafter, but they refused, saying everything would be returned to me if I would "just be patient". It has been a lifetime of years since this horrible crime tore my life apart, and the Montreal Police still refuse to take appropriate action.
 
1996-97 - I got a tip that Dawn McSweeney had a friend who operated a jewellery store on Prince Arthur. I told Montreal Police detective, Sylvie Laverdiere. She told me that, since I was a Pinkerton investigator, I should do the investigation myself and report back to her. I did that, verbally and in a detailed written report.
 
The police at the Mariette station told me to go back home and ask my mother to return my jewelery. I went to the house and stood on the icy steps pleading with my mother to give me back my belongings. Dawn McSweeney came to the door and laughed at me as I stood on the steps weeping - and she mocked me. Then she went inside and called the police.
 
AS I CRIED AND PLEADED FOR MY BELONGINGS, DAWN MCSWEENEY LAUGHED AND MOCKED ME
 
The same officers who had told me to go home and ask for my belongings came to the house and told me to leave. I refused to leave without my precious belongings. The woman officer said she would have to arrest me if I didn't leave. I begged her to arrest me so the case could go to court. She promised the police would recover my belongings, so I agreed to leave.
 
Montreal Police detective Sylvie Laverdiere went to 4995 Prince of Wales and asked for my belongings. Detective Laverdiere told me she did not enter the house, but Dawn McSweeney handed her my Borg winter coat - and nothing else - none of my valuables.
 
March 17, 1997 - Dawn McSweeney returned what she did not want - my clothing, some files, and all my jewellery boxes and cases - EMPTY.
 
THE RETURN OF THE EMPTY JEWEL BOXES
 
March 17, 1997 - I brought the suitcase full of empty little jewellery boxes to the police at the Mariette station. Then they finally said they would investigate - six months after the attack and robbery.
 
Two police detectives, a man and a woman, came to my apartment all decked out with guns and radios and all sorts of gear. It looked as if - at long last - they would do a serious investigation.
 
The detectives told me they had to take some boxes and the suitcase that had contained my jewellery to the police lab to test for fingerprints. Dawn McSweeney, Debbie McSweeney and Ed McSweeney, Dawn's father, had all handled my belongings. One of them had even initialed boxes to show they had searched the contents. But, once the police detectives took the boxes and suitcase, the incriminating evidence "disappeared". The detectives told me there were "no fingerprints". They did not say the prints were smeared or unclear. They insisted that "There were NO fingerprints" - Not even mine? "No, none."
 
Passing by 4995 Prince of Wales in my car in April, 2004, I noticed that the front stoop was littered with junk mail. I dared to go to the door and rang the bell. No answer. Maybe my mother just didn't want to speak to me.
 
OUR AGED MOTHER WAS MISSING -
MONTREAL POLICE REFUSED TO INVESTIGATE.
 
I went around to the back of the house to try to see through the window if my mother was alright. There were strange holes all around the back yard and the back door and window were covered with dead brown vines. It was like an Alfred Hitchcock movie. I feared the worst. I called for an ambulance. Police came and there was no response. I asked the police at the Somerled station to investigate. They refused.
 
Mother "disappeared" and no one knew where she was - or how she was. But the Montreal Police refused to investigate. Our mother was kept in total isolation for about ten years by Dawn McSweeney and those she calls her "partners in crime" on her own blog.
 
Summer, 2007 - I was told by my brother that Paperman and Sons, funeral directors, had informed him that our mother was dead. I went to the cemetery. There I saw a stranger with my sister, Debbie. The Paperman agent told me that Debbie called the man her "husband". What happened to Ed McSweeney?*
 
Paperman's agent told me that the stranger's name was Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme. Three Montreal Police cars attended the burial. I thanked one of the officers for being there. The whole thing was bizarre.
 
A day after the burial of my mother, two police officers knocked on my door. They had a court order declaring that I was insane and dangerous and they took me to the hospital for a "thirty day mental evaluation."
 
THE PHYLLIS CARTER DETENTION
CONDEMNED IN ABSENTIA IN FOUR MINUTES
https://dawnmcsweeney.blogspot.ca/2011/11/phyllis-carter-detention-condemned-in_6950.html

I returned home three days later, Afterward, I learned that Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme had requested the court order which was granted in four minutes without anyone in authority notifying me, seeing me, speaking to me, without any evidence or medical report or any witnesses - except for the stranger who had never met me or spoken to me - Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme - and Dawn McSweeney's mother, my beloved "baby sister", Debbie.
 
Later, I learned that, two years prior to her death, in 2005, when my mother was about 92 years old, Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme had made a will in my mother's name, eliminating all the children and grandchildren specifically named in my father's will - and giving our family home and my father's life's savings to Debbie McSweeney and Dawn McSweeney, and making himself the "liquidator" of my father's estate - a man who never even met my father who had died in 2000.
 
MOTHER DID NOT SIGN THAT WILL
SHE WAS 92 YEARS OLD, MENTALLY AND PHYSICALLY ILL
 
Dawn McSweeney had six months of total, uninterrupted access to all my precious belongings, and she stole the best of everything I had worked for all my life and all the gifts I had receive all my life - every precious souvenir of my lifetime. No amount of money could ever replace what Dawn McSweeney stole with the help of the Montreal Police.
 
In 2008, Member of Parliament and former Quebec Police Ethics Commissioner, Marlene Jennings, stated at two public meetings in Montreal - "Mrs. Carter's rights were violated three times."
 
MRS. CARTER'S RIGHTS WERE VIOLATED THREE TIMES -
MARLENE JENNINGS, M.P.
 
But the Montreal Police refuse still refuse to recover our stolen property or to arrest the thief and those she calls her "partners in crime,"
 
Why?
 
Because a Montreal Police officer was involved in the crime from the moment he answered my 911 call. And because the Montreal Police refused to take action against the thief, she and her accomplices went on to rob my parents, my siblings and my siblings' children of their inheritances. My family was torn apart.
 
MORE DETAILS at PHYLLIS CARTER'S JOURNAL.
It is all about JUSTICE.
 
http://phylliscartersjournal.blogspot.com
 

I am offering a $5,000. REWARD.
 
I DO NOT WANT MONEY.
 
I WILL NOT ACCEPT ANY KIND OF "COMPENSATION".
 
I HAVE BEEN PLEADING FOR JUSTICE DAY AND NIGHT SINCE THE DAY I WAS ATTACKED AND ROBBED WITH THE HELP OF THE MONTREAL POLICE.
 
More than 400,000. people from Montreal to Moscow have read my reports, but
THERE IS STILL NO JUSTICE FOR VICTIMS OF THE MONTREAL POLICE.
 
THIS IS A PHOTO OF THE CRIMINAL, DAWN MCSWEENEY, WHO WORKS AS A "YOGA GURU" IN MONTREAL.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

RUSSIAN SLEEPER SPIES, YESTERDAY AND TODAY


SLEEPER SPIES
 
Russia's programme for placing sleeper agents in foreign countries - spies who live ordinary, mundane lives - is probably bigger now than it was in the Cold War, the House of Commons Defence Committee has been told.

The so-called "illegals" are trained and controlled by two separate and sometimes competing Russian agencies, the mysterious "Directorate S" within the Foreign Intelligence Service (SVR); and the "Main Intelligence Directorate" (GRU).
The end of the Cold War actually made it easier for Russia to place illegals inside the UK and US.

Russia wants its illegals to remain quiet and anonymous, developing low-level contacts on the edges of power. They don't act like James Bond.
 
LONDON - There are probably more Russian "sleeper" agents in the UK and US today than there were during the Cold War, according to Victor Madeira, a senior fellow at The Institute for Statecraft who testified to Parliament about Russian covert interference in Britain.


"Despite the 'end' of the Cold War in 1989-1991, Russia's decades-long 'illegals' programmes didn't miss a beat." Victor Madeira
 
In written evidence to the House of Commons Defence Committee, Madeira - a Russia expert - described the resources Russia commands in its efforts to subdue British, European and American influence.
 
Most of his evidence focused on the fact that Russia's intelligence services vastly outnumber their counterparts in the UK. But he also included this tidbit about Russia's "Main Intelligence Directorate," the GRU, and its "illegals" operation, which places spies in Britain and the US where they live seemingly ordinary lives, until called upon by Moscow:
 
"GRU has long deployed 'illegals'. These hand-picked, deep-cover intelligence officers live abroad under assumed 'legends': carefully constructed false foreign identities and life stories (over decades in some cases), allowing 'illegals' to blend in."
 
"... Nowadays, UK CI and CE [counterintelligence and counterespionage] resources are much diminished, while former Warsaw Pact nationals can easily travel across NATO. This is a particular problem if an intelligence officer/asset uses 'natural cover' (i.e. their own identity, sometimes called 'non-official cover' or NOC). A banker or travel agent may be just that – or they may also be intelligence officers or assets (the latter willing or coerced). Having few(er) or no traceable links to a hostile intelligence service, NOCs are far more difficult to detect, monitor and counter. This is why they are so valued."
 
"'Illegals' are the most prized of intelligence officers," Madeira, the author of "Britannia and the Bear," a history of espionage between the two nations, concluded.
 
"Despite the 'end' of the Cold War in 1989-1991, Russia's decades-long 'illegals' programmes didn't miss a beat. These programmes remain as strategic, long-term, resource-intensive in nature and prized as ever, with a single purpose: placing hand-picked Russian intelligence assets across foreign societies and governments, regardless of the current state of East-West relations," he told Business Insider recently.
 
Anna Chapman was a spy who worked at Barclays

Anna Chapman posted A photo of herself on Facebook before she was arrested. Facebook
 
The most famous of the "illegals" is probably Anna Chapman, who was arrested and deported from the US with nine other sleeper agents in 2010.
 
When Chapman (real name Anna Vasilevna Kushchenko) was arrested, the media treated the event like a joke. Chapman did not appear to be engaged in any serious spying.
 
She gained UK citizenship through a marriage to a British citizen she met at a rave. She lived in London for at least five years, between 2001 and 2006, and worked at NetJets and Barclays, before moving to America. Perhaps, people said, the Chapman ring was a set of Soviet agents that the Russians forgot about after the wall came down? The story was later used as the premise for a TV show, "The Americans," starring Keri Russell. It tells the story of two KGB officers posing as a married couple who live in the suburbs of Washington, D.C.
 
Today, little is known about the true scale of Russia's "illegals" programme, beyond the fact that the Chapman arrests proved it was alive and well in 2010. What we do know comes from the Cold War, when Western counter-intelligence took the Russian threat more seriously.
 
In the mid-1980s, researchers estimated that the KGB's First Chief Directorate unit operated 200 "illegal" agents, and the GRU, separately, another 150.
 
The numbers of 'illegals' undercover in the West "are much higher nowadays."
"Personally, I am certain those figures are much higher nowadays," Madeira told Business Insider.
 
The reason: Russian state security agencies tend to think in terms of decades or generations, not years. The end of the Cold War made it easier for Russians to travel to Western countries, and the KGB's successor agencies will have regarded this as a long-term opportunity.
 
Spies no longer need to make a tortuous journey from Moscow through Asia or the Middle East, changing passports multiple times, before arriving in Europe. At the same time, the UK's commitment to counter-intelligence dwindled, as we entered the decade-long period of peace in the 1990s that followed the collapse of the Soviet Union.
 
That made it easier for illegals to operate. Now they can get on the plane to Heathrow and disappear by lunchtime.
 
The "Directorate S" training process can take years.

The Chapman spy ring was run by Russia's SVR, or Foreign Intelligence Service (Russia has a multitude of often competing intelligence services). The SVR is a former unit of the KGB. Within the SVR is the mysterious "Directorate S," which recruits, trains, and supervises "illegals."
 
The process can take decades, and some "illegals" are sent over as married couples while their grown children stay behind in Russia as semi-free "hostages," to guarantee they will not defect. An account of the process was published in 1984 by Viktor Suvorov, a GRU agent who defected to the UK in 1978. It begins when the illegal trainee is housed in a secret Moscow dacha outfitted entirely as if it were a home in the West:
 
"... he wears the clothes and shoes, and eats the food, even smokes cigarettes and uses razor blades procured from overseas. In each room a tape recorder is installed which runs twenty-four hours a day while he is occupying the dacha. These tape recorders continuously broadcast news from the radio programmes of his target country. From the first day of his training he is supplied with the majority of papers and magazines. He sees many films and descriptions on video tapes of television broadcasts.
 
The instructors, for the most part former illegals, read the same papers and listen to the same radio programmes and spend their time asking their pupil the most difficult questions imaginable with regard to what has been read. It is quite obvious that after a number of years of such training, the future illegal knows by heart the composition of every football team, the hours of work of every restaurant and nightclub, the weather forecasts and everything that is going on in the realm of gossip as well as current affairs, in a country where he has never been in his life."
 
They become ordinary citizens, leading mundane lives.

After she was deported back to Russia, Anna Chapman went on to become a media celebrity.AP
 
The curious aspect of the illegals programme is that once activated, these agents do not turn into Le Carre characters. They don't immediately infiltrate the military or MI6 or the CIA and transmit secret information back to Moscow. Rather, they become ordinary citizens, leading mundane lives.
 
The obvious question is, why do the Russians bother? The answer is that the mere ability to place foreign agents inside another country is an end in itself. Only then do they set about actually trying to conduct espionage.
 
"Historically, it's been exceedingly rare for 'illegal' Russian intelligence officers themselves to penetrate foreign governments generally. As good as 'illegal' legends can be for daily life, it'd be impossible for 'first-generation' 'illegals' to pass proper security vetting (I would hope!)" Madeira says.
 
"The role of the 'illegal' intelligence officer is to remain undetected by foreign counter-intelligence and counter-espionage services, while recruiting assets/agents/sources that either already have access to valuable information or are assessed to have the potential to do so," he told Business Insider.
 
"These assets/agents/sources are the ones working inside foreign governments, corporations, NGOs, media, academia, etc."
 
Suvorov has a good description of this:
 
"… On his arrival at his objective, the illegal sets about basic legalisation. He has been provided with good papers by the best forgers of the GRU on genuine blank passports. At the same time he is extremely vulnerable if he is not registered with the police or the tax departments. Any check may give him away and for this reason he endeavours to change jobs and places of work often to get his name onto as many company lists as he can and to acquire character references signed by real people. The ideal solution is for him to obtain new documentation from the police department under some pretext or another. Often he will marry another agent (who may already be his wife); she will then be given a genuine passport, and he will 'lose' his false one to have it replaced with a real one on the production of his wife's genuine document. The acquisition of a driving licence, credit cards, membership documents of clubs and associations are a vital element in 'legalising' the status of an illegal."
 
"One of their favourite means is to go through Western cemeteries, find a deceased child that passed away very young, then they will take that identity"

Viktor Suvorov, Wikimedia. 
 
They will often steal the identity of a dead baby, Madeira says. "One of their favourite means is to go through Western cemeteries, find a deceased child that passed away very young, then they will take that identity, and if the checks work out they will create a false 'legend' and that person will gradually develop a life history, a foreign passport, they will speak foreign languages with no trace of an accent."
 
In addition to NetJets and Barclays, Chapman also ran a real estate agent office in New York.
 
The aim is to start at the outer circles of influence and develop a network that reaches upward to the top. Illegals have been "travel agents, think tanks, students," Madeira says.
 
"But what they all had in common was they were gradually trying to find their way, through work and networking, to the centres of power, the policymakers, the special advisers, people who have privileged insight to decision-making, or people who have a way of influencing. A wealthy individual who happens to be a party donor … they may have gone to school with a senator, they may have gone to school with an MP."
 
Sometimes, they identify experts for assassination.

The scariest part is what they are capable of if Russia wants to activate them in an emergency. Some illegals will be used to identify targets for assassinations. When conflict broke out on the Ukraine-Russia border, Madeira says, one of the first things that happened was senior Ukrainian security experts began to die. In June, Colonel Maksym Shapoval, a Ukrainian military intelligence officer, was blown up in his car. The most recent attempted killing, of a far-right politician, was in October.
 
"They identify experts for assassination … confusion is half the battle." Their targets were "senior military and counter-intelligence officers," Madeira says. "Those people were very carefully targeted for assassination."
 
Assassinations work because "at the very least it's disruptive and demoralising … at best it's years of knowledge and contacts - that's all gone," Madeira says.
 
"The media underestimated considerably just how much of a continuous element this represents from a Russian point of view."


AMERICA'S FIFTH COLUMN



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FOLLOWING COMMENTS ON FACEBOOK BY PEOPLE DEFENDING TRUMP, I REMEMBERED A WORD OUT OF THE PAST -  "FIFTH COLUMN.
 
Fifth column - Wikipedia

A fifth column is any group of people who undermine a larger group from within, usually in favor of an enemy group or nation. The activities of a fifth column can be overt or clandestine.