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Social engineering starts in schools

The school report was in. The Headmaster had collated private assessments from all his primary school teachers. Several reports were starred for special attention.  The Controller settled himself to read.

Child A.   Female. Working class. Average intelligence. Shows signs of extreme psychological disorder. Provoking trouble, causing disruption in every social setting. Policy being followed. Light discipline. Turning a blind eye to most misdemeanours. Arranging interactions with students targeted for sabotage.

Controller gave a green tick and continued.

Child B.  Male. Working class. Black. Showing extraordinary athletic talent. Policy. Close but discreet monitoring. Attempts to divert and sabotage  but kept well below radar. Advise.

Controller made another green tick, and added comment. Continue with this policy, with discretion. If Target or family become suspicious of sabotage, desist immediately. Continue to inform of progress.

The Controller then copied the page and opened another file for possible elimination of Target should he reach a level of proficiency likely to lead to success.

Child C.  Female. Lower middle class. White. Average intelligence, pretty with maternal qualities. Present policy, protective. Keeping safe from destructive interactions. Indulgence from teachers uprating her in all activities wherever possible.

Controller again ticked green, then copied and entered copy into new file headlined MOTHER. She would be closely monitored and in maturity found a suitable husband of higher social class. The sons of the higher social classes deserved the best mothers.

Child D. Female. Working class. White. Top intelligence percentile. Artistic talent. Policy, harassment. Withdrawal  of art classes. Put into classes with teachers who do not teach. Arrange proximity with trouble causing students. Down playing achievements, highlighting failures, even with fabricated complaints.

The Controller green ticked again, then added comment. Good. Continue policy with close monitoring. Work to create an appearance of dishonesty and mental disorder. A special teacher will be appointed.

He then created a copy and opened a new file headlined BREEDER. By maturity the Target, unknown to herself would have a secret official record labelling her as criminal and insane. Then she would be manipulated/forced into pregnancy and the resulting child handed over to higher social class adoptive parents.

He then wrote a memo requesting a paedophile teacher to be appointed to the school.

Child E. Female. Working class. White. Above average intelligence. Beautiful. Policy. Normal. Monitoring but no special action taken.

The Controller made another green tick and added the comment. Good. Continue as before. The Target must have no suspicion that their experience is anything other than normal. He then took a copy and opened another file. HONEYPOT. When the child became a young adult coming from a completely normal family with a completely normal life experience, she would have no suspicion when she meets a personable young man, equally intelligent and attractive who shares her interests. She would walk into the trap completely unsuspecting.

Child F. Female. Working class. Black. Highly intelligent. Close monitoring, withdrawal of teaching and total harassment. Has been kept strictly separate from Child D and Child B. Advise.

Controller ticked green and commented, Continue. He thought. Both Child D and F would arrive in the child abusers class in due course, but were in separate age groups so would not meet. Psychological damage of young females prepared them for their role as prostitutes later in life. But intelligent females were tricky customers. Too much interference and they might suss it out. Arranging a disappearance to conscript into prostitution could not be done too often or it would become apparent. Rape and murder could also show up in statistical anomalies which might lead to questions being asked. Dammit! He hated these intelligent black females. Intelligent, talented black kids were no use for breeding stock and they were more trouble than everyone else put together. Too damned strategic!

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Copyright 2015

 

Pavlov’s cat

“The idiot!” The Controller stabbed his intercom. “Bella, send Mr  Danners up to me a.s.a.p.”.

The Controller flicked through the pages in his file. A light tap on the door.

“Ah, Mr Danners, please come in. Take a seat”.

The middle aged man sat down suppressing a look of bemusement at his senior’s affable manner.

“Miss Carlyon, has been your subject for many years. Explain to me what you have been doing with her”.

The Controller sat back in his seat a look of patient interest on his face.

“Well Carly was not a pretty child. Doesn’t matter in a male, but in a female it is a weak point. We always abrade the weaknesses”. He glanced at the Controller who smiled his encouragement. “We made sure her birthday and Christmas presents emphasised her deficiency. Toy make-up kits, hair brushes. Mirrors”.

“Go on”.

“When she became a teenager when she experimented with clothes we made sure men followed her and she knew she was being followed. She realised she didn’t have much dress sense so she put pictures of models similar in build to herself on her walls wearing clothes that she liked, to develop her dress sense. We put in her mother’s mind that this indicated she was a lesbian, and her mother made her take the pictures down. When she went to the hairdressers we arranged for the hairdresser to make a mess of her hair. When she went to a night class to learn how to put make-up on, our teacher made fun of her”.

“And what did you achieve?”

“Humiliation of the target. We made it clear to her that she is an unattractive female, and emphasised her deficiencies”.

There was a pause while the Controller let the air out slowly through his teeth.

“And what do you think our objectives were with this subject?”

Mr Danner’s face looked blank. “Sexual exploitation?”

“Correct. Sexual and reproductive exploitation. Your interventions have taught the subject that she is so unattractive that there is no point in trying. So she doesn’t. What’s more she doesn’t care one iota whether men find her attractive or not as she has had nothing but harassment from them. She doesn’t do anything to make herself look prettier – no make-up, doesn’t bother with her hair and wears male clothes to deter harassers. Nine times out of ten men think she is a man”.

The pause was longer. Mr Danners shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

“Now” the Controller went on pleasantly, “Miss Carlyon is very intelligent and has genes that are exceptionally healthy. We would want to have a higher social class man get her pregnant, as we want her children. How are we going to get a higher social class man interested in a lowest social class woman who is unattractive, doesn’t bother with make-up, doesn’t bother with her hair, doesn’t bother with clothes and doesn’t bother with men? All conditions which you have brought about. And the social interaction between the two must be normal, spontaneous and not look outlandishly weird drawing the attention of everyone in their vicinity.

The Controller threw the file contemptuously at the man seated before him. “A little problem for you to solve. Take your time”.

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Copyright 2015

 

Who will we kill today?

Social Engineering 301 class trooped into the room solemnly, folders under each arm. The Controller nodded as they entered and watched as they took their seats. He typed on a keypad on his desk and the words, in large, bold black letters appeared on the white wall behind him.

WHO SHALL WE KILL TODAY?

 

“Folder One” the Controller stated.

There was a rustling as the class sorted the appropriate folder from their bundles.

“Open it”.

The class opened their folder to the photograph of a dark haired man, aged about forty, with a friendly, open face.

” Target A is working class origin. IQ 130. Innovative. Enterprising. His good looks won him a marriage with a pretty, lower middle class woman. A marriage he soon came to regret. She has a vile personality. The immediate arrival of children meant he could not leave the marriage. But in recompense, the younger child, a son, took after him. The father threw himself into work as an escape from his wife and to make a better life for his son. Next page”.

There was a rustle as the class turned to the next page. They were looking at a photograph of a filling station in a rural setting.

“Target A has just bought this filling station. It is in a  ideal location at the edge of town. With no nearby competition it is the logical place for cars to fill up for the next town. Comments”.

A young man seated near the front of the class raised his hand.

“If he runs a successful business he will raise his socio-economic status from lower middle class to higher middle class”.

The Controller nodded. “It was never intended that this working class boy should succeed in raising himself. We manipulated his relationship with that foul woman in order to sabotage his aspirations. It was only intended that he should drudge at work as his wife’s slave. Not that he should attain social class and economic success. A bonus from the situation is the pleasing personality of the son. We have marked him down as a suitable husband for a higher social class woman. If we’re lucky, his intelligence and enterprise will be inherited in the higher social class children.

In conclusion, Target A will suffer a heart attack. That lazy woman will be forced to go out to work to support her children and the family will get by in respectable poverty, until we can hook the son. One of our people will take over the business which we predict will be very successful. Any comments?”

The class had clearly grasped the simple scenario, so the Controller continued.

“Target B”.

The class opened the appropriate folder. The photograph was similar to the first. This time a smiling face framed with blonde hair rather than dark gazed out of the photograph. Again a man in his early forties.

“Target B comes from a modest lower middle class family. He married a pretty working class girl and they have two sons. Target B is a salesman, and his employers have high hopes for him. Promotion is on the cards. His sons are very intelligent. Comments”.

A girl in the middle of the group raised her hand. The Controller nodded.

“At the moment the family are lower middle class, just managing economically. If B becomes a middle manager the lifestyle improvements and opportunities for the sons will launch them into higher middle class”.

” Correct. If the father dies the family will be reduced to poverty and the boys will be denied the social experiences and opportunities which would enable them to access top positions. Again, they have pleasing personalities, so will make excellent subordinate husbands to higher status wives, and again we have hopes their high intelligence and talents will be inherited by their offspring. He will die shortly of a stroke. Now we move on to Target C”.

This time the photograph was of a middle-aged Asian. “This case is very straightforward so I will give a resume and move on quickly. A standard Asian small shop-keeper. Not ambitious, just happy to run his shop and provide for his family. However two characteristics have made him our target. His shop is in a prime location in an upcoming area. But he is also a friend of a major target, Target D, that we will look at next. Target C is therefore in a position to observe “odd goings on” and perhaps clue-in or be a support to his friend. He is in a position to upset our plans. Heart attacks among fifty year old Asian men are not uncommon. We have arranged to take over his business”.

“Target D”.

The class turned to their penultimate folder.

“Working class origins, built up a successful business and his houses bought at a time when houses were cheaper are now worth millions”.

The class studied their folders, suddenly interested.

The Controller faced the class. “This man is worth millions. A major target. He has been very difficult to get at. With some difficulty we have infiltrated our people into his business, but his staff are hand-picked and loyal. We have had to arrange the deaths of two already just to free-up positions for our people to get close to him. This is a complex and interesting case. How do we get our hands on his business and millions? Comments please”.

A girl near the front of the class raised her hand. “Why not just kill him and legally gerry-mander the business into our hands?”

“We looked for financial irregularities. It is a rare business which does not have some. The first problem was his accountant was not subject to our persuasion. He died of a heart attack and then we were able to access the business accounts. There were irregularities, and of course we will mine them for what they are worth. We can’t just kill him. The adult children will inherit”.

A young man tentatively suggested.  “If there was a way we could get him to alter his Will”.

The Controller smiled. “That is the course of action we have taken. We arranged his wife’s death by a sudden, unexpected health condition – doctors are our most valuable recruits – not only can they cause deaths, but deaths from natural causes raise no suspicion – and replaced the wife with one  of our own people. When our Target dies, at a time that is convenient for us, the children will find his new wife has inherited everything. And they cannot win by taking us to court. We control the courts”.

“Now finally, Target E. You might call this one, the one who got away – so far” the Controller said with a smile.

There was a collective gasp of surprise when the class opened the last folder. The target was a girl aged about 13.

“Both parents are highly intelligent. The man is a technical genius. There is nothing he can’t do with a machine run on mechanical or electrical principles.  The mother’s grand-mother was descended from an upper middle-class woman who lost status when she was disinherited by her brothers in the 19th century, a not unusual event.  We predicted that this couple’s children would be very intelligent and talented, and that has occurred. Our target is the girl because she is prime breeding stock and we want her children. Her background is poor, working class and we have no intention that she should have  a career or make a good marriage. We want children out of her and then get rid of her. Both parents are successfully working their way out of poverty. They will have achieved a middle class standard of life by the time the girl, we predict, will attend university. This does not suit our objectives. Suggestions”.

The young man who first spoke, raised his hand. “The death of the father?”

The Controller surveyed the class. “Can anyone see any objection to this?”

The class looked bemused. The trouble with using death as a solution, the Controller thought, is the attempt to use it in every situation. Timing is critical.

“The reason that would not work is the mother’s intellectual companion is her husband. If the husband dies the daughter will become the intellectual companion in his place. We work hard to destroy mother-daughter relationships to force young females to look for emotional support outside the family – it makes them easier to access. Also the mother is career minded. If the husband dies at this stage the mother and daughter will form a close mutually protective bond, and the daughter will go all-out for career due to the experience of poverty. It will be difficult to access the girl in these circumstances. So we will just have to leave the family for the present. Allow the parents to work their way out of poverty. We can target the daughter and collect her inheritance at a later date.

Well that just about wraps it up for the day. People out there think events just happen. But everything happens for a reason.  The end result is the arrow pointing back to the cause. But fortunately for us, people don’t look.

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Copyright 2015

The Secret of Their Success

 

(If you love the story of Cinderella, I suggest you don’t read this. I don’t wish to spoil that story for you.)

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I nursed an old man up to his death. Years before he had looked after an old woman as she died. This was the story she told the old man who told it to me.  – the true story of Cinderella. So if you are a child, stop reading now. This story is not for a child’s ears.

Fairy tales sometimes have a grain of fact. Most often they are propaganda, the received version of what happened. Those who spread the false story of Cinderella definitely did not want the ordinary people to know what really happened.

What happened to Cinderella? Well, the clue is in the name “cinders”, what is left after something is burned to a crisp. You got it. That was Cinderella’s grisly fate . The purveyors of the Cinderella propaganda left that in, private joke, cocking a snook at the peasants. But why? What did Cinderella do to deserve such a fate?

At this point I have to reveal the real story, and it is all to do with how the Royal families, the families of kings and princes stay in charge.

There are no greater snobs in the land than the aristocracy and royal families. They are above us. They only marry among themselves. Over generations the results of their intermarriage  becomes obvious. A host of mental and physical defects . Idiocy and insanity are common. At times the degeneracy became so bad that lines of inheritance were in danger of collapse. Healthy bastards, the children of commoner mothers, were hastily legitimised. They were often the most effective rulers, having normal intelligence and up to the task.

In fact, it was one of these legitimised bastards who instituted the Cinderella formula. Helicoptered onto the throne by his sub-normal relatives, he set the best minds of his day to discover why blue blood was so inferior to the ordinary red blood variety. (Do  you know where blue blood comes from? It comes from haemophilia, a recessive gene). Bastards were healthier because princes when mating with commoners chose the best – the most healthy, the most intelligent. The children of the peasants were prime breeding stock.

When the bastard King found out he immediately recognised the problem. The Royal families had to maintain their appearance of superiority by only marrying among themselves. But the best genetic stock in the country was in the peasants. If princes married peasants people would realise they were not superior and their authority would be undermined. While they married among themselves their genetic material deteriorated generation to generation.

So the bastard king instituted the Cinderella  programme and the Royal families and aristocracy have been employing it, secretly, ever since.

The programme works like this. Agents are placed in critical areas of society. Schools, gymnasia and workplaces where the work requires fitness and intelligence. Soldiers are always monitored. When an agent spots a healthy specimen, unusually fit, strong and intelligent, the family tree of that person is researched. If it turns out all the relatives are healthy and intelligent a programme is set in motion to target one of their females as a brood cow. From her earliest age she is persecuted to create the appearance of abnormal psychology. Every attempt is used to damage her emotionally so that no man will want to marry her. When she reaches maturity she is seduced or raped by a man of highest social class available. Now she is disgraced as a whore her family disown her and her child is spirited away and raised in a high social class background – it’s background erased. When the child matures it is married into the aristocracy.

To cover their tracks every member of the original mother’s (Cinderella’s) family are searched out and destroyed, so that no commoner can claim family ties to the ruling class. Also the rulers don’t want these good genes, health and high intelligence spread among the general populace.

And Cinderella? The first woman used in the Royal families secret breeding programme? She was burnt at the stake as a witch. Thus, cinders. Aristocrats have a sense of humour, albeit a perverted one. Her descendants are among the Royal family and don’t know the fate of their ancestor.

How they must have laughed at the generations of children raised on the Cinderella story and imagining that one day they might marry a prince!

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Copyright 2014 Prayerwarriorpsychicnot

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