(John Lennon signing LP cover as Mark Chapman watches)
This year parole was denied (for the 8th time, in fact) to Mark Chapman, and in recent years to John Hinckley, Ronald Reagan’s alleged shooter. Siran Siran, the alleged shooter of Robert Kennedy in 1968, also still resides in a California prison.
The reason why various parole boards refuse to release these men is that they remain a danger to public safety, at least that’s the official line. It seems to me, however, that as long as they are alive, these men remain a threat to the shadowy organisations that steered them into committing something they do not remember doing. And if they were released, they could be deprogrammed, thus allowing us to learn the truth of what actually happened and how these men changed or nearly changed history.
At his last parole hearing, Chapman talked about, “That bright light of fame…I couldn’t resist it.” Apparently, he always wanted to bask in its glare, and still does, it seems. What Chapman seemed to forget after all these years is that, “Christ is the true light of the world,” and for all Chapman’s so-called Bible readings of the past and becoming a born-again believer, little of this prism of light seems to have touched or affected him today.
The track record of these shadowy government organisations secreted into other secret cartels always seems to leave so many loose ends in their methods and motives after they have finished and fled their crimes.
On December 8,1980 Mark Chapman the “nowhere man” shot Lennon five times outside the Dakota building in New York City, where incidentally, extracts of the infamous movie “Rosemary’s Baby” were filmed internally and externally in 1968.
Enter into this American drama the novel Catcher in the Rye. It rhymes with FBI incidentally, and was authored by the late J.D. Salinger. This “paperback writer” had served honourably during World War II in U.S. intelligence and later in the counter Intelligence Corp (CIC). These groups, it seems, also assisted in the so-called Vatican “Ratline” that helped escaping Nazis to reach South America and other friendly ports that welcomed these criminals, also later recruited to work for the organisation that saved them from the hangman’s rope. Working in that hothouse of espionage, amongst others, was the wicked Klaus Barbie, the so-called “butcher of Lyon.” What’s that old saying, “Once a spook, always a spook”? Or in other words, you never retire from the agency my friend; you are always on call.
On the evening of the shooting, Mark Chapman used a .38 revolver to fire five times into an escaping and panicking John Lennon. Just hours earlier, Chapman had asked for and received an autograph from Lennon himself on an LP record cover (photo at the top of this article).
Lennon dashed toward the foyer. The doorman, Jose Perdomo, ran out, tousled with Chapman, and then surprisingly kicked the dropped gun away from them. It is suggested this was retrieved and exchanged for another by an unknown person waiting in a doorway. Perdomo amazingly screamed to a dazed Chapman: “Leave! Get out of here.” In other words, leave the scene of the crime. But why, and on whose orders did he take this upon himself to do? Very strange, because Chapman could have melted into the shadows and never been apprehended or seen again. Was he simply programmed to stay and wait to be arrested, and was this supposed to be the climax of a perfect crime, if there is such a thing?
Lennon had now reached the lobby and lay dying. His hysterical wife Yoko cradled his head in her arms: poor woman. She must have known how this would finally end for John.
At that moment, Chapman presumably sat down on the sidewalk and nonchalantly waited for the police to arrive, holding in his hand and flicking through the pages of his copy of Catcher in the Rye. He would be quickly detained and taken away to police headquarters for questioning. First, however, the doorman informed the police that Chapman had “shot John Lennon.” Chapman was then asked, “Did you shoot John Lennon?” but he gave no response. Then to the arresting officer, he whispered, “Don’t hurt me.” What is indeed certain, I suggest, is that Chapman will never walk the streets of New York again a free man.
I do wish that these “spooks” or “the secret team,” as they are referred to, had selected some other novels for their mind-bending experiments, which they loved playing on defenceless non-volunteers.
So perhaps I could suggest:
Alice In Wonderland?
Or Little Women?
And yes, I am only joking!
Lennon did not survive that fatal shooting and was pronounced dead at 11:15 that night. An era had ended for him. Now the evasion of the truth about Chapman and his role in this had begun, with many questions today still unanswered.
Later, on instructions from his grieving widow, Yoko, there was to be no formal funeral service, and after the cremation, his widow decided to keep her husband’s ashes. More intriguingly, it seems, the autopsy report disappeared soon after its release (it can be viewed online). Items of Lennon’s blood-soaked clothing, it seems, also quickly disappeared; very strange and very ghoulish. The same thing happened to John F. Kennedy’s blood-splattered clothes after his assassination/murder in Dallas in 1963. In fact, even his brain vanished, never to be found again!
Also of interest is that Chapman’s trial seemed to be an on-and-off legal affair, but after a brief hearing he was sentenced to “20 years and a maximum jail sentence of life.” To date, Chapman has been denied parole eight times as reported above. He did make one brief reading from The Catcher to the court at his trial, naturally ending with the words from the book: “…That’s all I’d do, all day, I’d just be the catcher in the rye.”
One can only wonder what the sitting court made of this bizarre declaration from Chapman. Was it said in regret or remorse? We may never know. I doubt it has ever been repeated.
Interestingly, the supposed killer of Martin Luther King Jr., James Earl Ray, was also persuaded to plead guilty to forgo a trial by jury. Afterwards, he always insisted that he was innocent, and interestingly the family of the late Mr. King, after meeting Earl Ray in jail, also believed in his innocence and urged a new trial, but this was denied to him.
I cannot confirm if Ray ever read The Catcher of the Rye or knew about its consequences. Some think Ray was already in the FBI compound of J. Edgar Hoover. For planned mind adjustment to succeed, however, you must first prepare the subject, usually in a covert manner.
The usual suspects in this dark deception are “MK-Ultra,” perhaps Project “Moonbeam” (see my Charles Manson article), and a new one to me, the so-called “Northern Lights.”
I must investigate this more.
But back to Chapman. For the investigating police, a strong suspect at the time of the shooting was the on-duty doorman of the Drake Hotel, a Mr Perdomo, a former dubious CIA stringer also involved with an anti-Castro shadowy unit known as C40. I do wonder what happened to him after the murder at the ill-fated Dakota. Did he just fade into obscurity or was he recruited for other jobs in the government pipelines? He may even now be dead or living out his days in a condo in Hawaii, all living expenses paid, naturally.
Before the shooting at the Dakota, there was apparently a strange period in which Chapman spent time and money in Hawaii, and of course where the young Barack Obama grew up and spent some of his teen years, it is reported.
In fact, the Hawaiian connection in the Chapman saga is important, in my opinion, when attempting to understand the man and his prepared monitored mission to murder Lennon, who had been under permanent FBI surveillance for years. Whether Chapman pulled the trigger that night or not is another matter. Mark Chapman arrived in Hawaii in 1977 (he may have visited it before this). I do wonder who or why this magical island was suggested to him. Was he to embark on a course of so-called “mind-bending,” being prepared for the Beatle shooting, or in other words, “nothing is real” in any of this from a rational point of view.
The late investigative journalist and popular radio commentator Mae Brussell commented on this before her own (suspicious) death in 1988, drawing on her former contacts in the CIA, FBI and DIA (a new one to me) that being DISC (Defence Industrial Supply Centre) and in other assorted three-letter word agencies that seem to operate outside the law. Rather readily, Miss Brussell said that: “There are a lot of mind control places in Hawaii. There are hospitals where it would be very convenient for that sort of thing to be going on. There are a lot of military and naval bases in Hawaii where we send all kinds of people to do all kinds of secret things.”
Wow, this is scary! She seems to be offering first-hand government information somehow supplied to her on this suspicious scenario for us to assimilate and learn from, if possible. We have to realise that just as there are religious cults, there are also covert political cults within the system that are just as dangerous and just as delusional, only the former are state-funded. Well, maybe some of the latter are as well, I don’t know. But then in this shooting outside of the Dakota landmark, “nothing is real.”
“Let me take you down”, if you will, to the Castle Memorial Hospital in Kailua, Hawaii, as a matter of fact. Before his journey, Chapman had also experienced stout religious feelings, sampling different churches and their beliefs before becoming involved with “The World Vision Christian movement,” apparently the 11th largest charity in America, and also partly funded by the government (it seems that Obama had vowed to stop this when he entered the White House, not sure if he has yet) to the tune of $300 million a year. Whilst in their employ, Chapman would journey to dangerous locations, such as Lebanon and Beirut, promoting the YMCA organisation and its aims and objectives, it seems, and very bizarre was his request to visit the old communist Soviet Union; we will come back later to “The World Vision” connection and its possible consequences.
He would later embark also on a six-week so-called “magical mystery tour” taking in Seoul, Hong Kong, Singapore, Bangkok, Delhi, Israel, Geneva, London, Paris, Dublin (these are the ones we know about). There may have been other “pit stops” along the way. And he also had sufficient loose change afterwards to purchase a Norman Rockwell lithograph for $7,500. I do wonder who his paymasters were to fund this extravagant tour? Was it the hospital (the Castle) that put up the money? Why and what was his collateral? Or was it the CIA, as others have hinted at mysteriously, who picked up the tab? I wonder what they got out of all of this.
On the evening of the murder, now referring to himself as “a twenty five-year-old catcher,” he seems to go into killing mode. Then later after the slaying of the Beatle, Chapman remained at the scene of the crime, almost in a trance taking out his new copy of The Catcher in the Rye and “innocently” waiting for the police to arrest him. Later, the hospital (the Castle) reported that he “was suffering from severe depressive neurosis.” He had also attempted suicide on the deserted north side of the island before journeying to the Castle for treatment. Later, he would begin the trip that would end at the Drake building in New York to liaise with Lennon or, as Bressler writes ominously: “The new Lennon (after a five year lay off period) was a far more persuasive left winger than the old. Now he was potentially far more powerful and far more dangerous.”
Fast forward now to March 30, 1981, to a moment when another so-called “deranged” young man was able to penetrate the White House Secret Service detail outside the Hilton Hotel in Washington, in a failed attempt to kill Ronald Reagan with a .22 calibre revolver. The young man was able to fire six bullets at the president. In the scramble that followed, he thankfully did not succeed and instead seriously wounded press secretary James Brady. The young man was John Hinckley Jr. and bore some resemblance to a younger Mark Chapman. They were both the same age and both born in the same month of the same year, very strange.
Both were sociologically classed as “loners.” A search of John Hinckley’s hotel room revealed that he had been reading The Catcher in the Rye, and the book was also an apparent favourite of Lee Harvey Oswald (another mixed up and damaged party). Also in Hinckley’s box of books were Mein Kampf, Animal Farm, and Das Kapital. Wow, some sombre bedtime reading for the study of political theory, it seems, but sadly no Holy Bible was found.
John Hinckley seems to have been an emotional drifter suffering frequent depressions and doubts of his demeanour, resulting in despair and only finding some release through emotional attachment and stalking of prominent film stars. What is of interest to me is the connection of “The World Vision” charity, and though I was unable to find a connection to young Hinckley working for them as a paid member or a volunteer, his late father was a president of “World Vision United States.” I do wonder if the son or father knew of Mark Chapman at all. It also seems Hinckley’s father was an oil executive with connections to Colorado.
Yet President Reagan did survive this attempt on his life due to the quick professional thinking of his security team and the rapid response of the hospital trauma team of doctors in residence. Reagan was also a very fit man for his age, yet we are informed that it was the massive amounts of blood transfusions that pulled him through. Well, maybe, but God’s hand is always in there as well. Reagan’s personality, however, was never the same again, according to those who knew him and worked with him. This raises to me the question of the DNA substance in the white cells and elsewhere in the blood construction, and how it may alter a person’s personality after a blood transfusion.
It has been argued by others that members of Hinckley’s family were close friends of Vice President George H.W. Bush, who would, of course, have benefited from Reagan’s death. I cannot comment on these suggestions because my research has been very limited by time constraints, but tax breaks to oilmen were about to be stopped, it seems, by President Reagan, and of course the Bush family had numerous holdings in the oil construction business, and maybe still do in their blue chip portfolios.
I do suggest, however, that young Mark Chapman’s prepping was brought to a conclusion in Hawaii, thereby preparing him for the act of murdering John Lennon. There was still a lot of anger when people remembered Lennon’s stupid statement in jest some years previously about the Beatles being, “More popular than Jesus, and that Christianity will go; it will vanish and shrink.” Maybe somewhere in Chapman’s disturbed and brainwashed mind, he thought it fell to him to take matters into his own hands. Such a remark by Lennon was, of course, blasphemous. I do wonder if Lennon ever regretted this statement during his lifetime; he’s certainly not laughing over those words now! Maybe Lennon was now in Chapman’s suspicious sights.
Something unusual seems to have happened to Chapman after his period at that Hawaiian hospital. In fact, he was later placed on staff at the hospital, even working there with his wife. Was he to be monitored by a doctor at the unit for later uses? And I’m still not sure about the large sum of money loaned to this penniless young man by the hospital finance department; it was either a clever way for someone to monitor his movements or perhaps just a coincidence.
It does seem suspicious because the autopsy report on Lennon that was released specifically stated that the wounds were on the left side of Lennon’s shoulder, chest and lungs, yet according to witnesses, Chapman was facing Lennon’s right side and in a crouched position. Very strange. Apparently, the autopsy report also vanished, as did some blood-soaked clothes that Lennon was wearing in the county morgue. That report can be read online.
Chapman also had a large amount of money on him, namely $2,000 to $3,000, certainly a lot of money. Where or who did he obtain it from and how? Were these supposed memory implantation techniques or hypo-programmes just a test run for what would happen three months later at the hand of Hinckley or perhaps others in this cocktail of crime and corrupt system motivated by greed and lies?
I attentively suggest that the unprovoked Lennon murder was a test run planned by a rogue branch within the security network in either Washington, Chicago, or Dallas. The real prize was not to be John Lennon but Ronald Reagan. Not a pop star, but instead a popular president. Other powerful men had dangerous ideas about blowing this ex-cowboy actor off the political scene permanently into the celluloid movie sunset.
Lennon and his music were over the hill by then, I believe, but his political influence or ambitions in the American political arena were not. Who knows? He could have even run for mayor of New York, or sought an even higher office; nothing is impossible in politics in the land of the free, it seems.
To me, both Chapman and Hinckley were mind-controlled, orchestrated puppets doing what their masters wished. The question is, of course, who was pulling those sticky strings?
Somewhere in Salinger’s book, perhaps on page 173 of the paperback, is a concealed code. When Chapman was asked if he wished to say something before the judge’s summing up at his trial he read from this page to the court. It must have meant a great deal to him in his confused state of mind to try somehow and express himself to a doubting dubious courtroom from the pages of this book. I have attempted myself to understand if there is an encrypted meaning from the same page of this book. I’m not sure at this time of writing if what I have found means anything corrigible. If so, I will add an update later.
(Mark Chapman clutching a copy of the infamous “Catcher of the Rye” book)
“I was an acute nobody. I had to usurp someone else’s importance, someone else’s success,” claimed Mark Chapman in a 1980s interview. During his court case, he was diagnosed as schizophrenic, amongst other mental ailments. We are all nobodies. We are all lost until we come to the cross of Christ broken in sin and seek true repentance to become born again.
I do not know if the two men mentioned in this article are saved. Maybe they (or others) will let me know if they feel so inclined.
Here is a wonderful invitation from the Lord Jesus Christ to all lost sinners:
“Come unto me all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest” (Matthew 11:28).
“Him that cometh to Me I will in no wise cast out” (John 6:37).
Does this sound like you? Then, what are you waiting for?
“God is not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance” (2 Peter 3:9).
Time is short so repent now!
“It is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment” (Hebrews 9:27.
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