When you understand how important narrative control is, shows like Scarpetta become more than entertainment to enjoy; they create the literal framework through which your mind perceives reality, and this effect deepens the more realistic these shows become.
With a little critical thinking and basic understanding of human nature, a discerning viewer might be able to further see that deeper levels of analysis exist when you apply the idea that people involved in doing things they’re not supposed to be doing are capable of using a wide range of techniques to avoid detection, like speaking in code, for example.
Nicole Kidman fighting for truth as a fictional medical examiner is a sick joke being played on a traumatized public that can’t fathom the scope and scale of what Epstein represents, like the fact plenty of WOMEN have benefited from the vast criminal conspiracy that was less a blackmail operation than it was a coordinated effort at making an insane power play to control the future of human development.
This coming week I think I’m going to revisit my scrutiny of human trafficking and dead bodies in Montana, along with the “fight” supposedly being fought by the “good guys”, in order to highlight why eating our local version of Scarpetta means dealing with coroners, not medical examiners. If you’ve binge-watched this show, like I did, then you’ll know Kidman’s character LAUGHS at the mention of the word “coroner”. Full disclosure: I laughed to.
In the show only Scarpetta thinks there’s a serial killer killing women, and one way this is covered up by authorities is by exploiting the demarcation line of turf when the dead woman’s corpse is found to be straddling jurisdictions, with her upper torso and head submerged in water. It’s kind of like the Rebekah Barsotti case and the games played by BOTH Mineral and Missoula County Sheriff Offices.
Personally, considering I was WAY TOO CLOSE to that case, I should have remembered the function of Nicole Kidman in Kubrick’s last movie, Eyes Wide Shut, and the likelihood that her role at the end was to distract Tom Cruise’s character as their children are taken away by the cult.
In Scarpetta the dead woman’s death is called an accident for the career aspirations of the other medical examiner, and he was rewarded by the Governor for maintaining the illusion of safety for tourists. Hmmm, I said to myself, that certainly sounds familiar.
With Missoula authorities not able to publicly identify a dead body four months now after it was found down the Kim Williams trail, and with the disinterest shown to me last week for an hombre’s fun time with mojitos and a young girl in a towel, I’m glad I kept the photo double of the hombre so I can ask around the scattered encampments about this dude, and introduce myself to any new faces that might be appearing to be “studied” by this valley’s best LARP, the University of Montana campus.
Yesterday I received this recruitment propaganda for my oldest kid in the mail, a kid who isn’t even 18 years old yet. I’ll let him know on Sunday that Uncle Sam would like to take his mind and fill it with garbage about the world so that wealthy, child-fucking psychopaths following a religious script can continue freely breathing. I don’t think he’ll take the bait.
The Erika Kirk Op is another attempt to get at my children, and it’s one that I am NOT ok with. All the Christian conservatives horrified at the “woke” agenda better think twice before doing the exact same thing under the assumption that THEIR CAUSE is righteous, because it’s not. Paul Vallely’s work with Uncle Sam’s favorite Satanist, Michael Aquino, ensures the spiritual hypocrisy of TPUSA will be easy to find for anyone with ACTUAL discernment.
A few centuries ago Messianic dudes like Jacob Frank and his predecessor, Sabbatai Zevi, were clear with what they preached to their followers when they said, essentially, TRUST THE PLAN! That same message still persists as the stubborn sentiment of a highly sophisticated narrative-control operation we are in the middle of, one I’m getting pretty tired of documenting.
People don’t want their beliefs challenged and heroes killed, but with what I now know about vast sectors of our culture, like the entertainment industry, I’m mystified by the gleeful veneration (especially by women) of artists like David Lynch, who’s own daughter grew up to write a journal in the voice of the woman in Daddy’s tv show who got raped by her father, passed around to other men at One Eyed Jack’s, then murdered to protect her abusers.
While literally everyone around the globe went through different versions of hell five years ago when the Covid panic shut everything down, those of us who were parents of young kids resisting the MASSIVE social pressure to penetrate their bodies with needles for the “medicine” are probably the LEAST likely to forget that time period. It makes the recruitment material that arrived that much more obscene to me.
If you want to understand the actual depths of what us humans might be up against, a recent appearance by Nathan Gillis on the NDS podcast is worth checking out. Gillis is a unique character who really opens up at the end of this interview about why he does this work (early experiencer) and what the personal costs have been for him. I’ve incorporated his insights into my own research because of how deeply it resonates with me.
Later this month I’m tentatively scheduled to bring my cultural decoding chops to the PsyOp Cinema podcast again for an in-depth breakdown of Ari Aster’s flick, Eddinton. I’ve given Aster’s deeply relevant strategic mockery of the Covid era my second viewing and DAMN! Could a movie set in New Mexico really have all the Montana pointers that I think I’ve found, or have I finally gone FULL SCHIZO?
If you want to see how “Missoula” I sometimes steered the conversation in my debut analysis of Sneakers, here’s the link. Keeping up with Brett and Thomas is a fun challenge because they know how to bring in all kinds of references that even close viewings by other content creators of these cinematic targets often miss.
Yesterday, while local law enforcement did their “training” at the former Missoulian building, I was sifting through an “urban camp” visible from the Higgins bridge when I found the image of a young girl in a towel, which I turned in to a policeman who couldn’t have cared less.
The encampment with the concerning material is located on the property of the former Missoulian building where “retired” CIA man, John Talbot, used to work, controlling the narratives that shaped the thinking of this town. Now that a massive condo project is being once again planned for this piece of prime real estate, let’s enter the mind of a “news” reporter as he fondly recalls working at this building and peeping on unsuspecting citizens enjoying physical intimacy on the grass.
The little park between the trail and an irrigation canal had a series of humps for visual relief. MRA imagined they might have been used for BMX bikers. Instead they were popular with daycare children, and college kids who came to make out in the summer. Missoulian staff would watch from the windows when especially horny couples would get going. We often considered getting big score cards so we could rate performance from the upstairs windows like Olympics judges.
Even though he looks like a stereotypical pedophile, Rob Chaney isn’t the “monster” who I was thinking of when I put “monster” in the title of this post. No, the person I consider to be a monster is a musician who died two years ago and, because he spent time growing up in Missoula, The Pulp was quick to fawn over the “exhilarating freedom” of this musical celebrity who helped engineer Nirvana’s In Utero.
Broadly speaking, Steve Albini did not give a shit. He did not care what you, a random person, might think. He often said that explicitly and implied it in many other ways.
He did care, though. He was fanatical about music, specifically the nexus of music, art, aesthetics and ethics. He cared about details: about how to properly mic a kick drum, for example. But also about big ideas, like how communities support art and how commercialization stifles art. And he cared, despite his reputation as a misanthrope, about people—particularly other musicians, artists and outsiders, but he also cared about humans more broadly.
What I’m going to do now is annihilate this dangerously false impression Leif Fredrickson has created with his white-washed depiction of a VERY disturbed individual, and the screenshot I’m going to use comes from a blog post by Chris Knowles accurately calling Albini the “Alt-Rock Epstein”. Here’s why (trigger warning):
When I write blog posts about culture, like this one about the cultural context of a Missoula-based double homicide, it’s usually because I know MORE than what I’m choosing to publicly write about, like ongoing criminal charges involving minors against someone once pedestaled by the University of Montana’s “Design Team“.
Who could it be?
The first and only time I had the pleasure of being in the presence of a real FBI agent, it was because they were looking for a producer of child porn who was potentially traveling with the Rainbow Family, so that’s why they came to the Poverello Center, where I had just started working as an Americorps VISTA. Maybe it was early peeks like this that allowed me to figuratively kill my heroes when I learn new things about them. Here’s a good example to conclude this post.
My 2026 impression of the poet, Allen Ginsberg, is that he was a sexual predator and serial rapist who possibly molested the son of a well-known University of Montana professor. One source with direct knowledge of this time period in Missoula said it was his understanding that this kid, who grew up to have mental health issues, was possibly doing drugs, like LSD, as early as the age of 9 years old.
I’ve documented my case for this assertion in unpublished research I’m still trying to figure out what to do with, so I won’t include the name of the professor and his son (both now dead) in this post, but the possibilities of what was happening in Missoula over the past half-century is why I am now VERY critical of how we got to this point of total insanity.
I was biking over the Higgins Bridge earlier today when I noticed a visible pile of trash located on the property owned by Cole Bergquist and “new” investor, Hawkins Development, a Boise-based development group that Bergquist had to negotiate with Department of Justice in order to bring on to this massive condo project on prime real estate in the heart of downtown Missoula.
Hawkins, a Boise-based development group, is partnering with Bergquist on the project after he removed former business partners Aaron and Jadon Wagner from the deal. Last year, Aaron Wagner was indicted by a federal grand jury on felony counts of wire fraud and money laundering and pleaded not guilty in May, the Missoulian reported. Bergquist said he negotiated with the Department of Justice, multiple banks and investors to switch the project’s partners.
“It was a super heavy lift, and something my team has really been celebrating,” he said. “Finding new partners, bringing them in and getting the buyout approved is really breathing new life into this project.”
Do I share Bergquist’s excitement? No, unlike our local law enforcement, I don’t benefit from this property the way they do, which was evident when I saw about a half dozen cops standing around “training”.
Missoula law enforcement have been regularly using this private property for training purposes after its interior became a transient flophouse they had to clear out, something that’s gone unreported by local legacy media.
When I did a little garbology in the pile of trash visible from the bridge, what I found seemed like the kind of stuff law enforcement might be curious about. Turns out, I was wrong.
I put a piece of paper over the face of the young girl wrapped in a blue towel, so you will have to take my word that she appeared to be no older than 10 or 11 years old. The context of drinking and gambling gave me the distinct impression that I should let professionals assess what this material could be.
This picture includes some faces of men I did NOT cover with paper because they have nothing to worry about, apparently. The professional assessment from the cop at the police station, who I gave this “scrapbook” to, told me there was nothing to worry about, it wasn’t CP. Thank goodness!
Did the cop at the station want to know where I found this? No. Did he want to know my name? No, though he said I could write down my name if I wanted to. Instead I suggested he read my blog, where I told him I would be writing about this, including publishing the pictures I had documented. He couldn’t have cared less.
After getting brushed off by cops, I talked to someone in the art community who had been in this area recently and, after a ball rolled under a hedge, they found a Dell computer tower hidden in the bushes. A computer tower? No, that isn’t shady at all.
Thankfully, the artist did the considerate thing and decided NOT to pester local law enforcement with the possibility of finding something criminal on Cole Bergquist’s private property. Maybe I should learn to do the same.
In 2018 supporters of Seth Bodnar had to do some damage control for his wife, Chelsea, and the impression that she was deploying her pal, Jim Messina, to help her husband in the monumental task of reversing the student enrollment carnage at the University of Montana. Part of this damage control included going to local media to tell Missoulians that Chelsea never had access to student info.
The University of Montana and the Montana University System stand firmly in support of Dr. Chelsea Bodnar, spouse of University of Montana President Seth Bodnar, for her efforts to assist the university in enhancing its recruiting efforts.
“We were delighted to know Chelsea would be a strong advocate for the University of Montana alongside of Seth when we hired him as President of the University,” Board of Regents Chair Fran Albrecht said. “The University has always had active spouses who contribute in a multitude of ways. Chelsea’s excitement and enthusiasm for increasing enrollment is to be celebrated and commended. She is contributing her time and resources to helping the University of Montana and I am grateful for her commitment and support.”
After trying to positively frame the appearance of spousal overreach as “excitement” and “enthusiasm”, UM’s legal counsel, Lucy France, explained how Chelsea didn’t have data access, and that the University didn’t have a formal relationship with the Messina Group, which represents the kind of people who consulted with Epstein about slipping antibiotics to spouses after getting STDs from Russian hookers.
Chelsea never received student data, nor has any unauthorized person or entity used student data. Lucy France, Legal Counsel at UM, confirms that UM has not shared any data with The Messina Group to date.
“Of course, before we shared anything we would ensure that every protection was in place regarding privacy and compliance with all applicable state and federal laws,” France said. “Chelsea followed the right steps in connecting the appropriate people at the university to explore TMG’s generous offer of assistance.”
The Messina Group is a communications and marketing consultant to Airbnb, ESPN, Google, the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation and many more clients. Thanks to Chelsea’s friendship with Jim Messina (UM Class of ’93; UM Distinguished Alum Award ’09; UM Commencement Speaker ’13), UM is in a unique position to receive top consulting services at little to no cost. This service will allow the university to recruit more competitively, save money, and reach more potential students. All are needed for UM to thrive.
France–the European nation, not the UM lawyer–is the country where a guy named Olivier Colom is from. Who is Olivier Colom? He’s the French diplomat asking Jeffrey Epstein if he knows Jim Messina. Hmmm.
Last month Politico reported on Olivier Colom’s relationship with Jeffrey Epstein during the year 2013, after Jim Messina helped Barack Obama get reelected. Here’s how Colom was trying to help out his buddy, Jeffrey, 13 years ago:
When Jeffrey Epstein wanted an introduction to former French President Nicolas Sarkozy, he turned to a well-connected friend.
“Id like to meet him,” the disgraced financier wrote to Olivier Colom, a former French diplomat, in October 2013. “If you think fun.”
“I’ll ask,” Colom replied. “He can be fun. And he can speak English now!”
What was Jim Messina’s role as one of Barack Obama’s top 2012 campaign managers? He was the guy who went to Wall Street to assure them Barack Obama was a safe corporate whore who would do NOTHING to challenge the bankster status quo destroying America. That’s who this sniveling piece of shit was sucking off in 2012 before offering the Bodnar’s his “services”.
Jim Messina, one of the president’s top political advisers, met privately with financial services industry executives — big banks, money managers — and promised them Obama will not demonize Wall Street as his reelection efforts unfold. Not demonize Wall Street? Hasn’t that been a consistent theme of the Obama presidency?
Messina provided big donors with a private briefing at the members-only Core Club in Manhattan, a nice perk for the rich and powerful.
While this fealty to the real power controlling America was on display over a decade ago, it’s the Messina Group’s 2024 merger with “Global Counsel” that I find to be the most problematic for the Bodnar’s good friend, Jim.
The Messina Group (TMG) and Global Counsel (GC), two of the world’s leading strategic advisory and policy firms, have announced a global partnership to align their businesses through a minority investment by TMG in GC.
TMG and GC will collaborate to align operations across offices in the US, Europe, the Middle East and Asia and to deploy 150 employees globally across several key markets. The global partnership will allow both firms to better serve clients by responding to the growing demand from organizations seeking counsel in increasingly challenging political environments around the world.
Why is this relationship a problem? Just ask Peter Mendelson why and the answer is a resounding JEFFREY EPSTEIN!
A former No 10 aide has quit as chief executive of the influential lobbying firm he co-founded with Peter Mandelson following revelations from the Jeffrey Epstein files.
Ben Wegg-Prosser stepped down on Friday as the head of Global Counsel after emails revealed the extent to which he and Mandselson had involved the convicted child sex offender when they were setting up the company in 2010.
The fallout from the release of the files in the US has triggered a crisis at Global Counsel, which has had close ties to Labour and lobbied the government on behalf of clients including the controversial tech firm and government contractor Palantir.
With all this context in mind, what will candidate Seth Bodnar do? My hunch is nothing, because he doesn’t have to.
I don’t think Kurt Alme will use this line of attack against Seth Bodnar because US Attorneys are the kind of political operators who understand their job is to PROTECT the rich and powerful, not prosecute them. That means if Alme doesn’t make a big deal about any of this, I doubt Montana’s legacy media outlets will take the initiative and ask the questions themselves.
Kurt Alme, as the former state budget director for Governor Oracle (Gianforte), also understands the benefit of having people like Palantir’s Peter Thiel feel comfortable enough in Big Sky Country that he invites some of his “friends”, like Elon and Sam, out to Paws Up for a little R&R in the woods before flying off to the Bilderberg meetup in Sweden. Somehow I don’t think any of this will benefit your average Montanan.
Before I wrap this post up I’m curious if any local readers have some context on our Mayor’s husband and what he does for a living, since there is virtually nothing I can find online about him. Is his name Denison? Is he from Sweden or some other European country? And why does it matter?
As this post shows, spouses can be VERY influential when they have friends like Jim Messina, and Montana seems to have more than a few “teams” of spouses getting involved in politics, so this line of inquiry is one I see to be relevant and it’s one I’m going to pursue, especially considering how another simple house wife is now officially boosting morale for America’s Holy War.
