Shivani3311/03/2019
Actaeon. Wow. You have put it very well. I feel that depth here, of how you keep your attention focused, with each thought and word out of your comment. You take the time and the effort to communicate what you are seeing. This is exactly what we, each one of us, could aim to do, to keep on looking, keep on learning and to keep on communicating with one another. It is a great help. It helps me, anyhow. Very, very much.
The communication from Frank Parlato set it off, keeps setting it off here. Tony Ortega is another one of many people who keep maintaining open forums and valuable in-depth reportage.
Somebody willing to go out and risk being an activist. The writing and photos, the whole intensity of working to communicate, right or wrong, to tell it like it is through journalism.
Balancing how to edit any of it and to make sure to keep the respect for the the essence of conscionable journalism. It is a vow, renewable or compromised with every move you make.
How do you communicate? There is free speech. There is respect for privacy. There is a duty to expose ongoing or potential wrongdoing and to protect people via information, from criminal actions often unrecognized or being hidden or even being acceptable. But some jounalists are rewarded for taking sides with dangerous and cruel “allies.”
Whenever a local remark from people or a single person whose area has been infiltrated with Nxivm influence and activities has been sent here, you see how upset the neighbors of these (New York state) Nxivm places have been. The neighbors and communities have wanted Nxivm gone, gone, gone. It has impact to witness their thoughts and what they've seen, and to learn about their gut responses. To hear from Nxivm's unimpressed neighbors, whenever the press picks up their words and publishes what has been said, is a privilege. The whole world can understand it more by hearing what the neighbors have seen. Then and now.
After all of the Nxivm arrests, none of this attention, exposure, could be avoided as effectively anymore. There were superseding indictments, there were public exposures of at least one attorney, before THAT door smacked shut. The one who got caught: Michael Avenatti. Say it loud. Avenatti, operating, in my opinion, like a conniving, dishonest shyster in plain sight. For years. Then came the plea deals rolled in from and for everyone except for the Biggest Loser.
Back in the neighborhoods, you know from witness testimonies what went on in some of those Nxivm/ DOS buildings. Too bad there is not public support providing legal means to demolish many of those places, tear them to the ground and really, really clean house. The way that the soil and the people and their chidren deserve the right to decide to clean house. Nxivm is like a curse and monster straight of hell. No honest-to-God woman wants dirt that contaminated anywhere near her hearth and home, her children, her husband, her environment. The whole family is precious to her. The honest-to-God men of this world are made of the same cloth and of this there is no doubt. Nobody wants Raniere or Clare or Allison next door.
We get to use the media as the message and to witness the very neighbors of Vileness, plus the people who got away from the world of Keith Raniere and Clair and Nancy and Allison and the Marias, the Daniellas and the Monicas. Here at Frank's there is TALK about what it's really like to have this in your own backyard, where your children and grandchildren have every right to be safe. It is outrageous.
The truth has to keep coming out, exactly, right down to fine details, what it is like having this criminality in your town, your neighborhood, across the street. Infesting your right to representative govenment while the big boyz and gurls sit on their hands, all the way to the tippety-top. This could have come to the court of law more swiftly if powerful backs had not stayed turned away, like sheep munching on weeds. Yes, it is revolting. Look how Nxivm thrived and lasted and was protected, whteher deliberately or through indifference. Or both.
Yet local complaints about Nxivm can be traced, yes it is in print, back to 1998. Those authorized and paid by our tax structures to protect the ones who dared to complain; those who trusted that they would be treated fairly and respectfully were not helped much if at all. “Authorities” kept dismissing the legitimacy of the reports being heard. Not being heard. It goes way back and way high up the social ladders.
Who sat on their hands for so long? Come on, police, district attorneys and their colleagues, well-paid privately staffed, legal hounddogs, fbi. Any which way you cut it, it all stinks. It burns.
“Screw you voices telling the truth. We got better things to do. Not listening!”
Oh yeah? Tell that to the blood of the people.
I'm determined to stay open and to keep on digging. Everyday renewing and starting over, continuing to educate myself and still to enjoy life too. There is so much. It is too beautiful to miss. But nothing of beauty to see in Nxivm/DOS. Rainbow Cultural Gardens, for the destruction of child and parental connections, to brainwash children. This is a coverup for international trafficking, for abuse and slave labor, and THIS all focused upon the youngest amongst us, the ones who can defend themselves the least. Nxivm is not the first cult, organization or gang to tread through these very same waters.
It is happening now. Go read about organized groups of gang rapists in London. Visit a broadcast interview with the woman police officer assigned to investigate the case of a 14 year-old gangbang rape victim and how the investigator was shut down for speaking up about what she was supposedly sent in to find. The truth. She, a mother of four, selected for her assignment because she worked so well with both immigrant cultures and most of all, with children. Shut down from above ranks. She is one of many talking similarly.
When you keep on looking and talking, this bolsters others, too. It is as if some wings fly more steadily, the more of us are propelling the volition. Even the disagreements from many different viewpoints are so strongly human. At least here, in this forum, we are talking about this stuff, out in the open. Spreading the more real words of each commenter's thoughts and feelings and experience. Otherwise, Nxivm would keep thriving, parasitically spreading its canninalism of peoples' personal lives, our liberty and our pursuit of happiness. This is totalitarianism directed against every aspect of living.
The funny thing is, the wide array of viewpoints being shared here in print is often what adds more and more impact, is really provocative, and this communicating gets us to pay deeper attention.
Hearing and talking with different viewpoints all listening paying attention is livewire. This is the underling basis for any community which is not hermit-hood isolation or anarchy. This communication spreads.
The best of any chance to listen quietly or to comment about Nxivm/DOS is right here. Our differences coming through are one of the greatest assets of true human nature. We get a sharper look at the “bigger truth,” because of the wide range of human experiences and viewpoints. This is freedom. To accept one another's differences without insisting upon narrowminded conformity. If we were all alike, nature does not and cannot operate that way. Only differences can and do coexist, or everything cannot have more than rotten soil and genetics. When there is garbage, find our shovels.
It is the design of “the devil's” subtle ways of influence, to make us think that we are no “good” if we do not conform to unwritten agendas, disguised as how we will only be right if we turn off individual thought experience and ignore our gut feelings as well. Have everybody put on big group blinders and buy the pre-scheduled point of the show, which was designed like a chessgame, to supervise the frigging groupthink and to control what's fed into and out and from it. And also to arrange what is eliminable, what is censorable, as much as possible.
Or better yet, we all can be encouraged to be busy sleeping. “None of this affects me. Who cares?” “Don't think twice, it's all right.” Sure. Lying, cheating and stealing, well-scheduled and distracting propaganda events, then to be spoken and written about by prominent “press” to keep shoving groupthink down everyone's throats. Keep the passivity tight and the blinders firmly in place.
This is something to be talking about all of the time, regarding the exposure thousands of rotten situations where people are being harmed. Or else nothing changes.
This is exactly how come deviousness, used as a force to do harm, (i.e., Nxivm and all of its offshoots) have to come undone. These power structures have to be forced out of existence. I see much of American and international politics as the exercising of a legalized, elite gangsterism, glossed over with slimy self-righteous judgmentality and pontification. Demi Moore looking for a few good men. She goes to the Pope to confess and find comfort and he says, ” bless you, my child. Pull down your panties now and get up against the wall.”
Too much is being allowed and tolerated by our very culture and by multiple cultures. Sometimes it is so urgently tragic. Much needs to be rectified. People need to talk about it.
The more we pay attention, think things over and and use the exposure to communicate together, the more cutthroats scamming off the very top are going to becomefrontpage news. This is refreshing. The opportunity to become more and more of whoever we really are – the Americans, the Mexicans, the Canadians, the Ethiopians , the Kurds, the French, the Arabics, wherever we come from and happen to live. The lone wolves and the extroverts, the ones who are shy and the tigresses. We are all the ones who can keep on talking about what is going on, now fastermthan ever news travels. Every place on earth people are living wh have, who can and who will draw blood, if necessary, to be able to keep watching out for our children.
This is what cult control removes and intends to destroy, to overthrow and then to command and to exploit. Peoples' freedom. Once that free will has been conquered, the maniacal culty torments can be increased to become a total invasion, like an insidious biologic symbiosis, with ripples and even tidal waves of more and more infection and cross-infection.
Always, there is an edge or a scent of grotesqueness, packed into the cult and its gurus. This stench can be denied or ignored but the malintention creates its own image and eventually goes off, too often with some destructiveness, going “bang bang bang” before deteriorating or being lasooed and stopped. Like the Peoples' Temple, like Heaven's Gate, like Koresh. At least Raniere and a few of crew got handcuffed before they could wreak that degree of havoc. But there is more to this story.
Our deep varieties as people are one of the greatest human resources given to us by nature. It seems like common sense. Nature requires variety for any botanical or biologic growth, life or evolution to occur. At all.
There is nothing difficult to see anout this. Racism is utter insanity. Civil disagepreement is one thing, and prejudices and its many genocides are something else entirely. Enslavement kf others is beyond disgusting. What an impoverished way of living, being all “us vs. them.”
Every person who has tried to grow even a patch of garden appreciates that variety is the spice of life. We have no wampum without the richness inherent in every aspect of culture, or agriculture. You will know this if you or anyone you love has ever had their face ground into the dirt of human repression or desperation. That is, pretty much if you and your ancestors were ever alive. Only life can reemerge.
Who would want the whole world, our very environment, to be governed by the likes of Keith Raniere, as he and those like him, wanted, for the “betterment” of humanity? Imagine the hell of even getting pregnant within such a totalitarian regime. You would have no say or right to protect your own baby. This is the stuff of madness.
Behind the whole humane agenda, behind the personal advancement supposedly being promoted, these people were sex-trafficking on an international level, including using the underaged for sexual abuse. Raniere was (publicly) justifying his agenda about how it is good, legitimate thinking to sexually abuse the young and the innocent. It was fine to imprison someone, to build a dungeon and stock it with equipment and to use it for their own unconscionable activities. Their use, not only Raniere's use. The gang was in on all of the deceptiveness. How many knew a young lady was kept captive for 2 years, ny zLaurean Salzman and company ? Who screwed and toyed with other females in bed with Raniere?
Slave labor was being patently, authoritatively viciously enforced. How would you like it if Clare Bronfman and say, Ghislaine Maxwell and Keith Raniere, the Salinas and Betancourt hoo-ha boys and Allison crackpot Mack and Jeffrey Epstein and frigging Nancy Salzman and her nasty posse of sub-lieutenants and recruiters like Nickelodeon Clyne ran YOUR life?
Come over to my house and tell me how to think, what to think and what to do. Inject your shit into my small arena of self-control. That is not a good idea. Seeing nasty and hideously misfiring powers-in-action is nothing new here. The territories of these jungle have my footprints. I came out alive. More than once. You can never go back, never surrender.
The people who have any genuine innocence, especially the ones who were recruited and then groomed by the culties, these are the ones for whom I feel understanding and compassion. The ones who were too vulnerable or too young yet, to see or to understand what was coming , what was happening, beneath the lies and the spoon-fed deception tactics, these have the most need to have the chance to find ways to heal. What to say of those who either make spiritual or psychological or sexual dictatorships into their Mission in life?
What to say, not only of Keith Raniere but of Nancy Salzman, who turned her own daughters over to an insane beast? To service his sexual megalomania and miserable perversions?
God. I hope never even to see Nancy Salzman's leering face. Ever. All the way up from the the soles of my feet, through my gut and heart and breath, right up the spine, I want her days of evil ended. It is too late for her to redeem herself right now, because no doubt, Nancy Salzman thinks that she is just fine, even advanced, even superior. Have at it. Look down your Pinocchio noses and snort through your adenoids, stinky motherfuckers. I have my own earth, air, water, fire and the metal, right here, given to me at birth. So do the chidren you have enjoyed trafficking.
Salzman and Bronfman and Mack, etc. can go ahead and choke on their hallucinated superiorities. Somebody bring some whiskey. I will bring butterscotch and chocolate. The audience has been ready and assembled for a long time.
. Soon enough, more ceremonies in court. For the deliverance of not-enough-jail-time, except perhaps for the Head Turd already imprisoned. Raniere weeping and unkempt, pretending to know karate, with his feet soaked in his own piss and floating crap logs. Cumgratulations, jackwad. Thanks for the entertainment, now go lose some teeth and slump over and try to masturbate, surrounded by all of that prison luxuriousness.
The prison choruslines will be glad to help any old pervert work out his self-pity. Guys like Raniere are all alike under the skin. Cowards. Not every man in prison is Raniere's kind of coward. It is obvious these men are disgusted by Raniere, too. He seems to have been stuck buying off skinheads for some protection. Even they have a “Judas” or two in their ranks who might take satisfaction in doing something to Keith Raniere. These people can go ballistic over a piece of gum; some of them like it like that. No wonder Keith Raniere keeps needing new eyeglasses. It could be his head or his neck or even his unprivate private parts that get lopped off.
There is almost nothing more deranged on earth to me than a “mother” like Nancy Salzman. Clare never reproduced a baby, so far as one hears. Cheers to that not having happened. Raniere might have more impact upon good men, who are men themselves. As a woman, a mother, a sister a grandmother, Nancy Salzman outrages me.
The worst symbolism representative of my own feminine nature, the way I am made, is a woman like Nancy Salzmzn, is Salzman herself. I don't give a damn who knows it. She has promoted making people afraid to be themselves. To me, that is opposite of how to want to be a mama or a dad. She didn't let her daughters learn how to think for themselves and instead, very narcissitically, she tried to make her daughters into living images of herself. She told them what to think and made sure that her daughters obeyed her agenda.
I have made myself throw away a lot of my written thoughts about Nancy Salzman, all too aware of who she is, what levels of monstrosity she represents to me. Here at our home are children, pets, art, music, wonderful foods, books, magnolia trees. The Healer. But I will not ignore noticing the Ranieres or the Salzmans or any carnivores who feast on peoples' innocence or vulnerabilities, upon trust or generosity.
Other Nxivms, Scientologists and fascists who have kept at these disgusting cult or groupthink dogmas, thoughts and actions and who ignore the voice of true conscience, those who have refused to face what was and is happening, these people still ought to be stopped from harming anybody else. The more people who talk about it, the better.
To me, many of these people with sick and/or sickening motives seem to retreat, to step back and hide out, like turkey vultures roosting up in trees, waiting for the heat, for the attention, to shift away from them when they get outed, intending all along to keep up the destruction. They will still call their causes “self-help, enlightenment, opportunity.” It is not over, exposing even the Toni Natalies, who try to profit from twisting the truth right out of the mouths of those who have been hurt the most. It is not over.
Who is suffering right now, who is being groomed right now? That is always on somewhere on my mind. At moments I have to tone it down inside, not to feel overwhelmed. Most of all, about chidren being hurt and harmed. I understand how hard it is to face the lies and the facts, especially how it shocks those who are finding out these things for the first time.
There is still international movement happening amongst these people who promote Nxivm/DOS and its phases of development. It is ongoing, undeniably. There is garbage being propagated right now, as I sit typing. I am keeping on, being a garbage woman, identifying the trash, digging it up as I see fit. It has got to be exposed, over and over again, and then we will have impact to make changes.
The existence of any ongoing programs or plans out of such foulness will have to be cut off at the knees, shut down. Moment by moment, face-to -face. We have plenty of talking to do. Play it as it lays, say what you're thinking, how you feel about it. This is how to keep going. Complacency is just old bubblegum stuck to the wall.
