Title: The True Story of the Internet Part II B The True Story of the
   InterNet Part III InfoWar Final Frontier of the Digital Revolution
   Behind the ElectroMagnetic Curtain by TruthMonger Copyright 1997 Pearl
   Publishing InfoWar Table of Contents Extra! : News From the Front
   Extra! : News From the Front [News Flash! From: http://www.turnleft.com
   "The Home of Liberalism on the Web"] What They Don't Want You to Know
   by Auto-Correspondent
   "http://www.cjnetworks.com/~cubsfan/conspiracy.html" In order to
   understand InfoWar you need to realize that everything is controlled by
   a CypherPunks list made up of Cult of One members with help from Nobody
   and Anonymous. The conspiracy first started during the Censorship
   Experiment in majordomo@toad.com. They have been responsible for many
   events throughout history, including the InfoWar. Today, members of the
   conspiracy are everywhere. They can be identified by their Code
   writing. They want to electronically forge TruthMonger posts and
   imprison resisters in Silicon Valley using Trei Transponders. In order
   to prepare for this, we all must Nuke DC. Since the media is controlled
   by Declan McCullagh we should get our information from Black Unicorn's
   yellow-menace writing in blanc snow.. Just as he had suspected! A
   Player To Be Named Later read the output of the Java script at Left
   Turn's 'Make Your Own Conspiracy Theory' page. Left Turn had confirmed
   everything he had been discovering on his own, even when he had
   discovered facts and information which pointed toward completely
   contradictory conspiracy theories. A Player To Be Named Later
   recognized that this was positive proof that the roots of the Great
   Conspiracy had spread throughout the very fabric of reality, itself. He
   now knew that the conspiracy was no longer just some outside entity
   which lived in the shadows around him, waiting for him to let down his
   guard before it sprang its waiting traps and enclosed him with its
   vicious iron jaws. He now knew that it went much, much deeper than
   that. Now, he knew the conspiracy was in his Mind! A Player To Be Named
   Later had immediately dropped all of his other InterNet personas and
   erased all signs of them from his hard drive. With the new knowledge he
   had gained, he knew that he could no longer trust even himself. The
   first sign that the conspiracy had managed to spread throughout both
   reality and virtual reality were the posts to the CypherPunks mailing
   list by Damaged Justice. Subject: Internet putting truth in danger
   From: Damaged Justice Organization: Somewhere just far enough outside
   of your jurisdiction To: cypherpunks@Algebra.COM THE generation that
   has grown up on The X-Files poses a threat to the future of journalism,
   Fergal Keane, the BBC's Asia Correspondent, said last night. Subject:
   Assassination Politics of a sort There's a bounty on Gordie Howe's
   head. And Gordie isn't laughing about it. Howe, 69, is planning to file
   a police complaint against a California radio personality who offered a
   bounty to have "the old fool pummeled back to reality." Subject: FBI vs
   Silicon Valley: Guess Who's Winning? The likely outcome: a tactical
   retreat by industry to avoid an all-out rout. The electronic wizards
   seem to have met their match in a Washington cop named Louis Freeh.
   Subject: Trac[k]ing the Successful Drug User By deploying their
   questionnaire on the Web, the researchers are hoping to use the
   relative anonymity of the Net to access a "hidden population" of drug
   users who would be disinclined to give accurate reports of illegal use
   to face-to-face interviewers, Nicholson says. In a short series of
   posts, Damaged Justice had managed to subtly point out that: The
   InterNet, in the hands of the public, was a threat to truth.
   Assassination Politics would lead to the death of heroes such as Gordie
   Howe. Louis Freeh is going to kick the electronic wizards' butts.
   Successful people on the InterNet are all secret drug users. A Player
   To Be Named Later had seen the duplicity in Damaged Justice's posts
   long before this, just as he had in the posts of Se7en. Se7en purported
   to be a diabolical hacker turned lecturer, working the security and LEA
   (law enforcement agency) circuit, but it had become obvious that it was
   they who were working him. Se7en had got caught up in the LEA's child
   pornography ruse and wrote a lengthy diatribe to the CypherPunks list
   about the millions of pedophiles lurking in the shadows of the
   InterNet. This came at a time which was convenient for adding support
   to the agendas of several of the government shills working the list at
   that time. A Player To Be Named Later had followed the trail of alleged
   pointers and addresses that were provided by Se7en, only to find the
   usual spooks lurking in the background. It was obvious that the spooks
   were doing their best to cultivate a crop of genuine pedophiles by
   seeding the InterNet with pointers to trails of perversion that they
   had carefully laid out themselves. No doubt they would keep their
   self-generated perverts on ice until it came time to drag them out into
   the public eye for one of their show-and-tell displays of the 'good
   fight' they were putting up against the evil InterNet. A Player To Be
   Named Later hadn't run his usual analysis on the past posts and email
   traffic of Damaged Justice and those connected to him, but he was not
   sure that it really mattered anymore, anyway. There were indications
   that FUD/DoubleSpeak/SpinDoctoring/VirtualTruth-whatever you wanted to
   name it-had reached critical mass. He took another look at one of
   Choate's posts to the CypherPunks list: Subject: 6 USAF Crashes in 7
   days = InfoWar? From: Jim Choate To: cypherpunks@ssz.com (Cypherpunks
   Distributed Remailer) Just a thought... The connection was obvious. A
   number of stories made it into the periphery of the mainstream press
   concerning the U.S. spooks campaign to murder 'bad' foreigners by
   introducing defective parts into the products they bought for their
   armed forces. Then the U.S. forces immediately got hit with a rash of
   high-profile 'accidents' to their own military units. It was a clear
   message to the U.S. spooks that two (or more) could play that game. So
   clear, in fact, that the Pentagon publicly and privately pulled in the
   reins on a variety of normal and special operations, in order to shake
   the trees for defective parts and defective soldiers. (Mostly the
   latter.) The Real Guy had planned an expose on the background events
   taking place in this area, but had decided not to do so, uncertain as
   to why he had made that decision, at the time. Now, A Player To Be
   Named Later realized that it was because FUD (Fear, Uncertainty &
   Disinformation) had become the rule of the day, and there was no longer
   anyone left to preach to but the converted-and the converted were
   becoming unconverted at an increasingly rapid rate. It had become
   obvious, I suppose, when it took so little effort on the Pentagon's
   part to cover up the pair of rogue U.S. Air Force pilots who had been
   positively linked to the Circle of Eunuchs by the secret task force
   dedicated to rooting them out of their hiding places deep within the
   bowels of government and corporate agencies around the world. It was
   not surprising that they had managed to cover up the involvement of the
   nuclear bomber pilot, since they were able to label her a sex criminal
   before she had taken any overt action that would serve to trigger the
   interest of those paying close attention to such things. It was her
   proximity to the Author's current location that had led to her
   discovery. The retired Air Force intelligence officer who had been
   assigned to shadow the Author in Do Well, Saskatchewan, had alerted
   Canadian Customs to notify him any time that soldiers from Minot Air
   Force Base crossed into his territory. Although she never made physical
   contact with the Author, her mere presence in close proximity to him
   led to an in-depth investigation that turned up enough 'coincidences'
   to require her removal from service. What was very troubling, however,
   was the fact that another of the Author's contacts, from the Air Force
   base at his old stomping grounds in Tucson, had been able to break
   formation on a training run, fly halfway across the country with live
   bombs, almost making it to the site of the McVeigh trial in Denver, and
   yet it hardly rated a "Gee, I wonder why he did that?" in the
   mainstream press. Tentative suggestions that the pilot was 'emotionally
   troubled' were eaten up by the press, despite evidence to the contrary
   from his friends and relatives, so readily that the Air Force never
   even had to release the 'psychiatrist reports' that had been hastily
   prepared to be 'leaked' to the right sources, if needed. A Player To Be
   Named Later wondered if all reporters for the mainstream press were
   not, in fact, still incarcerated in the press compounds set up for
   Operation Desert Storm. Were the 'backgrounds' they appeared to be
   reporting from in reality just virtual creations from inside their
   media prison? A pilot carrying live bombs makes a beeline for the site
   of the Oklahoma Bomber's trial; a truck full nuclear warheads goes
   missing; soldiers on a base are the target of an armed assault; the
   pilot of a nuclear bomber is shanghaied on curiously slim pretexts; a
   horde of major armed forces figures suddenly resign or are shifted to
   non-sensitive positions-and the world hardly seems to notice. When a
   single former Russian General, however, with close connections to the
   spooks, writes a no-brainer book with unsupported claims about nuclear
   suitcases falling into the hands of the US's proclaimed 'enemies,' then
   the mainstream press snaps to attention and gives full coverage to the
   dark threat posed by theoretical, unseen, dark-skinned people who we
   will need to be protected from, in the future. "Gee, I wonder why he
   would do that?" A Player To Be Named Later said, sarcastically, while
   visualizing a dark-skinned person in a foreign country purchasing a
   nuclear suitcase from CIA-run Russian spooks. "I suppose that if there
   was hard, non-refutable evidence of an Air Force soldier purchasing a
   nuclear suitcase and going AWOL, headed for Washington, DC, that this
   would be the reaction of the mainstream press. But let a foreign
   'darkie' try it, and all of a sudden we need to suspend some more basic
   human rights, even if it was a BATF shill who was being run by a CIA
   connected, former German intelligence operative who is related to a
   high-ranking German politician who was involved in the Iran-Contra
   drugs-for-arms scandal." A Player To Be Named Later reached for a
   bottle of Scotch sitting behind his laptop, taking a slow pull off of
   it as he reviewed the signs of the death of investigative journalism in
   the past few years. The CIA had used Woodward and Bernstein effectively
   during their assault on the Presidency at the close of the Nixon
   scandal. The problem was that it inspired a plethora of uncontrollable
   impersonators who wreaked havoc with their efforts at FUD control. So
   they orchestrated the movement of investigative journalism into the
   mundane mainstream of everyday life. The sheeple didn't care about
   world politics and behind the scenes power struggles. Their real
   interests lie in secret videos of an employee dipping his dick in a
   coworker's coffee; a mechanic putting the old distributor cap back on
   and charging the customer for a new one; a black mayor snorting coke
   and getting a little trim from the ladies of the night. All of this
   became breaking news which required the full force of the media digging
   into the dark corners of these people's lives. Until the world's nasty
   little secrets became just another everyday, run of the mill part of
   normal life. Now, Media Reality had finally approached critical mass,
   as foreseen by a variety of voices crying in the wilderness, from
   George Orwell to Marshal McLuhan. Now, it was only a matter of time. A
   Player To Be Named Later read the "Internet putting truth in danger"
   post by Damaged Justice, once again: Mr Keane, delivering the Huw
   Weldon Memorial Lecture at a television convention, said that he was
   worried about the growing influence of the Internet, and the conspiracy
   theories that are aired on it. God help us if things deteriorated to
   the point where ordinary people put the mainstream media 'truth' in
   danger by pointing out the obvious to people who didn't really want to
   know why a U.S. Air Force pilot would head for the site of McVeigh's
   trial with a load of live bombs. Maybe he just got lost He told the
   Royal Television Society's Cambridge Convention that the rash of
   rumours about the circumstances of the death of Diana, Princess of
   Wales showed that there was a public appetite for speculation and
   fantasy. He said: "Will the generation growing up on The X-Files really
   want to choose calm, considered reportage when they have
   science-fiction and fantasy?" "Calm, considered reportage." A Player To
   Be Named Later intoned, solemnly, thinking about the first interview he
   had seen by the major media with someone who had been close to the
   Princess's fatal accident. "Explosion." That was the first, and only,
   time he had heard that word used by someone who had been present at the
   time of the accident. By the time the rest of North America had awoken
   that morning, there were only reporters feeding the world the
   disinformation being officially released by the authorities. And in a
   world where reporters will dig up a dead body to do DNA tests to see if
   the deceased was, indeed, fucking Tom Cruise, the major networks
   somehow managed to 'lose' the footage of interviews with the original
   witnesses, offering, instead, interviews with people who thought that
   maybe something was perhaps taking place down there in the tunnel, but
   who really knows? We were told that there were no witnesses to the
   accident, yet we were still fed unlikely reports of a motorcycle with
   photographers on it zigzagging in front of the death vehicle at over a
   hundred miles an hour, and sundry other inanities reeking of 'now you
   see it, now you don't' spin doctoring. He said that the trend
   threatened to plunge reporting into the "rumour-ridden gloom of the
   Middle Ages". God forbid that unseemly rumors might spread concerning a
   man heading a covert organization involved in running illegal drugs and
   arms ascending to the Presidency after succeeding the front-man who had
   come to power as a result of those illegal actions, and who had invaded
   a foreign country to capture the drug-dealing monster who had been his
   closest bum-buddy during his spook days. God forbid that Joe Average
   should be exposed to the knowledge that a succession of their
   Presidents were backed by the big bucks made by their friends and
   relatives in business with the Nazis right up to the end of World War
   II. Knowledge such as this was dangerous knowledge that would put the
   spoon-fed "truth" of the mainstream media "in danger" if the InterNet
   was allowed to become a purveyor of 'unofficial' or 'non-approved'
   news. A Player To Be Named Later thought of the three days of intensive
   press coverage in which a multitude of mainstream media personnel spent
   hour upon hour adding fuel to 'official leak' inspired rumors while not
   seeming to be able to get any information at all on the players who
   were part and parcel of the media's daily business activities. He had
   been waiting to see the pictures of the concrete column that the
   heavily armored death vehicle had supposedly hit at over a hundred
   miles per hour. Nothing. {In Toledo, or Detroit, or some other 'cable
   channel' city, a day or so later, some no-name John Doe was killed
   after his vehicle struck a concrete column on a local road structure.
   There were reporters from a number of media sources there, getting
   close-ups of the vehicle, the column, and the damage to it, the broken
   scraps of concrete at the accident scene. A Player To Be Named Later
   saw it two or three times that day, as the media ensured that all the
   circumstances surrounding the death of John Doe would be subjected to
   the light of mainstream media 'truth.' He saw pictures from a variety
   of different angles, obviously taken in the interest of satisfying his
   'right to know' all of the details surrounding the death of John Doe,
   Anywhere, USA.} "The Xenix Chainsaw Massacre" "WebWorld & the Mythical
   Circle of Eunuchs" "InfoWar (Part III of 'The True Story of the
   InterNet')