In article <b58kuvk4rfqti9go7ucp3jslpql2qf7ua1@4ax.com>, Pete Charest says...

On Wed, 24 Dec 2003 22:21:36 +0100, Charles D. Bohne
<CharlesBohne@PasoSchweiz.de> wrote:

On 24 Dec 2003 13:02:01 -0800, MrEdsAss@hotmail.com (Harlow) wrote:

because of "specific intelligence"

Intelligence? In your country? Com on....

Is that short for Com...munist, BohneLicker?

Why not nuke yourselves - and spare us all the trouble?

It seems that Mister BohneLicker is a bit jealous? Or is he just mad
that he belongs to a second-rate borderline third-world country?

Hey BohneLicker...is that some kind of lame threat? Are "you all"
gonna nuke us? Is that your dipshit plan?


Never gonna happen, BohneLicker...you see...we are better and smarter
than you pissant EuroPiss-Ons.

Please remove yourself from this newsgroup.
Your deadline is midnight tomorrow. 

Please forward a list of all your truth-terror group,
your supporters, sympathizers, friends (if any),
rebels, guerillas, revolutionaries and debunker
counter-revolutionaries.  

- - - - -  -
Milford D. Grindstaff
------------------------------------------------------------------------

I felt it important to tell you of my involvement in the program.  I was first
approached as a civilian in Atlanta, Georgia in December 1972.  I was a homeless
wanderer, and had a few jobs every so often to get food and clothing. I was 17
years old and had no one to call family. I had left home
due to my opposition to the Vietnam war. I was in Peachtree park in Atlanta when
a fellow came up to me and offered me LSD.  I was interested and also broke. I
do not know why I wanted the drug, I had taken it 2 times before. Both times
were from friendly strangers in vans at the beach. Both times I was watched
while I was on it by them. This man insisted on giving it to me, and I lost
awareness of almost everything. He called it Orange Sunshine. There was no
charge. He took me to an apartment building and asked me to stay there for a
while. His name was simply 'Charlie' and he claimed to be from Ft.Benning.

His partner was named Sandy and she was a prostitute before she started helping
'Charlie' with the LSD trips they supervised. I became paranoid when I was high
and thought that the police were coming. Sandy said that was impossible, the LSD
was a test and the NIMH (National Institute of Mental Health) had provided the
drug for experimentation. I thought she was nuts, but the free food and place to
live was too good to pass up. I was given STP and MMDA also at different times.
One day I saw that the mirror was a two way glass. I wanted to leave, but Sandy
convinced me to stay. Then the meaning the next apartment asked if they could
watch me trip. The first time they were present, they asked me if I could see
with my eyes closed, and describe a friend they knew. I was asked to relax and
focus on the image of this individual. I was pleased to 'see' him, and described
his clothes and appearance. I told them his exact time of arrival at the
building I was in.

They talked to me several times while I was under the influence. I had had
several ESP type of experiences since a young age, and was not to surprised that
they were willing to "test "my ESP in that way.  Sandy said that there was a
Rainbow Gathering in Colorado in July. She said that "John" from NIMH was going
to be there. I was going to go, and meet him. She said thousands of doses were
going to be given to people there. I had a series of horrible trips that month,
and was sent to live at a 'safe' house ran by a psychologist at the university.
He and his helpers gave me counseling. I had several awful experiences  before I
went to the safe house when we were placed in a black coffin for several hours.
We went one at a time, and when my turn came I freaked out. I did not want to
scream like the others, I just wanted to survive. I lost it and broke my finger
and split my nails trying to get out.

The Dr. owned a fish tank with piranha in it, and I watched them for hours. 
After a while I moved back to the apartment. Sandy and I went to live in the  by
the Chattahoochee river with 'Jim' the son of a prominent Atlanta politician. We
saw men in camouflage fatigues in the woods, and they were always watching us
from a distance. In June 72, I hitchhiked to Omaha Nebraska. I had been there
before at a shelter for young men ran by Bud and Donna Evans. I had given my ID
to a girl by the name of Angie Prohaska who attended church services there,
before I left. I was in Elmwood park and met Angie again. She remembered me, but
I had forgotten her. She gave me back my ID card (learners permit) and I was
soon on my way to the Rainbow Gathering. At the Gathering I met Sandy and she
introduced me to 'John' from NIMH. I panicked because he looked like a narc or
lawyer. He reassured me he was 'cool' and started to give me a dose of LSD.
Sandy said I was in 'the Alpha project' and he put the pills away and opened a
small container and gave me one small tablet.

I ate it and tripped for several days nonstop. I came down and took a long look
at all the space cadets wandering around the woods and thought about my
Christian background. I felt confused and wondered if I belonged there. I was
amazed  that all the people tripping had no idea who was supplying the drugs,
and why. I thought I should leave , so I slipped away the next morning.  I met a
strange man who offered to hitchhike with me back to Omaha.  I was really dazed
and kind of disoriented, so I accepted. As we got in the van that picked us up,
I thought the people looked familiar. The Colorado State police stopped us for a
burned out headlight, and we returned to a filling station to fix it. While we
waited, the man in back began to chew me out good. He demanded to know why I
left 'Sandy" and why I would not cooperate. I was not really sure what I was
told about the drug testing being a real government operation, but this man and
his friends were extremely convincing.

They described my movements for the past year, and had photos to prove it.  They
said they were tired of me leaving at inappropriate times from my 'handlers' and
wanted me to go in a controlled situation for further testing of hallucinogens.
I was turning 18 in August and had not even thought of registering for the
draft. I point blank refused. They made threats and warned me of certain
problems they would make for me if I did not do it. I laughed at their earnest
attitude and told them to go to hell. I explained my reasons.  Then they said
they would kill me if I did not go into the research program. I was left at the
same on ramp they had stopped for me at.  I was in Omaha for a few weeks at the
Evans Christian center trying to get it together. Then I started running a high
temperature and went to the County hospital. I was given a spinal tap, and
placed in a quarantined room for a week. The Dr. asked who my parents were so he
could notify them. I said why bother? He said I was going to die if they problem
continued. I was scared a little, and said what's wrong with me?  He did not
know. I said I was going in the Army if I got well. He said he hoped I got well
so I could. Until that moment I had no intention of doing so. I swear I thought
he was giving me an option. I thought that the men in the van had poisoned me to
force me in the Army.

I went to the US Army recruiting office in Omaha. I told the man there
(SGT.Howard) the story about the van. He checked the computer and said what took
you so long? He asked me a lot of questions about my past, then said do you like
to get high? I denied it because I wanted in badly. He insisted I admit it, so I
did. He said the tests were like LSD and safe. I asked if he was sure. Sgt.
Howard said if I needed a place to stay till the 13th of October, to let him
know, or contact any federal office or state office and they would put me up. I
moved from the Evans's center into a patch of woods by 42 St.  I went to Angie
Prohaska's house and told her and John Hutchison, and his fianc�e that I was
going into a LSD test program . They were concerned, and warned me about
Vietnam. I said the reason was to find a better way to win wars without killing.
Sgt. Howard had explained it  that way. I was getting ready to leave when a
friend of ours, Carla Terry (Relation of Nebraska congressman, Lee Terry) pulled
in the driveway. She told Angie and me something weird had happened. Two men who
looked like narcs had given her a letter for me in Elmwood park. I opened it and
it had a tab of orange sunshine in it.

Angie had me cut a section off for her fianc�, and I ate the rest in front of
them all. Her fianc�e subsequently developed severe emotional problems and was
dishonorably discharged from the Marine base in Quantico Va.  I went to 42nd St
and watched the traffic below the old railroad bridge.  I became very sad about
the way things were going, and decided to walk about two blocks to the
University of Nebraska Hospital.  I went to the Psychiatric section and signed
papers admitting myself into a drug study unit.

I was asked to take an injection to relax me, then taken to a little room where
I told everything.  I mean everything leading up to that day. I was questioned
again the next week. Then I realized that a life of a mental patient was worse
than jail. I asked to phone Sgt. Howard. He picked me up at the back door and
loaned me a pair of combat boots because I had no shoes.  He drove me to the
induction center. That was t
e day I will never forget.  I signed an oath of
loyalty, and received my orders for Combat Development Experimentation  Command,
Task Force Support Battalion, Combat Engineers at Hunter-Liggett Military
Reservation. I was told to go in a certain  building and apply for training by
my drill instructor. I was accepted into the Special Leadership Preparation
Project.  I was also given a white powder by a Sgt (unnamed for security
reasons) called TMA. I shared it with my Squad to enhance our performance during
training. I also had a pound of marijuana which I also shared. My platoon
leader, Gary Gardine noticed us smoking it and reported us. I was arrested and
fined 600 bucks for the pot. The provost marshal could not figure the TMA out.
He begged me to tell him what it was, I refused. I did tell him it was an
experimental drug.

I was told to avoid certain injections and given additional ones. I was sent
into a gas chamber tests.  I was told it was CNS gas NOT cs (tear gas outlawed
by treaty) and fell over injuring myself during the following convulsions. I was
not alone, about 20 others fell over also. Maybe 75 men walked away choking and
gasping.

I was in a place where every plant was dead, and we injected syrettes in our
thighs from a bandoleer with several colors of syrettes to choose from.  Someone
(anyone who sensed gas or nerve agents) would shout Blue! Blue! And we injected
blue. We used decontamination procedures to clean up the residue. We sat under
ponchos until the all clear sounded.

I went to Ft. Polk and the same type of  experiments and training occurred went
to Ft .Benning for advanced jump school training where I learned HALO while
under the influence of drugs. I will never forget the free fall at night with
only a little glowing dial to show my altitude. I lost awareness before I left
Ft. Polk and 'woke up' at Hunter Liggett Military Reservation. I lost my memory
repeatedly that year. I was assigned to a tertiary security post and
Participated in several experiments.  Sometimes I was the one manipulating the
tests, at other times , I was a subject. I lost all objectivity at times and was
hospitalized after a couple of foul ups. I went to Cambodia, and was captured
when the LZ became too hot, and was detained in a birdcage for days. Everyone in
my squad was executed one by one. I was interrogated for hours by Cuban soldiers
who had a Russian and Chinese Officer watching. I was tortured and drugged. I
lost all consciousness' was programmed to respond in a certain way. At this time
(about August 73) I was posing as Captain Kenneth Grindstaff.

I was exchanged for another Russian prisoner through the State Department, and
returned to Conus duty. I was first 'debriefed' and my superiors never trusted
me again. After taking revenge on my covert operation officer (Lt.name deleted
re:NSA directive) I was forcibly detained in the hospital and drugged , given
ECT, and insulin shock therapy. .I then received a pre frontal lobotomy
(partial). I went AWOL for 11 days and was given a court martial general. Acting
on orders, I requested and received an undesirable discharge for the good of the
service, December 23 , 1973.

I have since filed dozens of FOIA requests and tried repeatedly to unravel the
web of governmental secrecy. I have extensive evidence of my efforts to do
something to get help for the problems I have had since my military experience.
Here is a short list of the negative effects I have and have had.

Headaches
Nausea
Loss of motor control
Trembling
Fine tremors in extremities
Skin Rash
Pains in joints
twitching
Sudden hallucinations triggered by fog, the sound of compressed air (brakes on
trucks, busses, Etc)
Sudden onset of kidney failure from chemical fumes (Windex, bugspray, certain
perfumes Etc.)
Liver problems
Pancreas damage

I need a Dr. but they just cannot seem to deal with these symptoms. I have a
list I wrote of as many people that I  can remember having contacted either for
treatment or for media investigation. It is included here, it is misspelled and
a little strange because I experienced extreme stress when writing it. I will
rewrite it soon so as to make it more legible. I swear by God Almighty I have
not lied about this testimony and have only left out certain important details
at the request of the base Commander at Ft.Hunter-Liggett and the NSA.  have
requested immunity from prosecution from Congressman Defazio (D-Oregon) and hope
to testify in front of the US Senate hearings. I am willing to give testimony in
the interests of the thousands of American Lives involved.

Milford D. Grindstaff
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Friends;

I know this sounds very crazy but it is the truth. I participated in several
"tests" of various chemical agents, and EMP weaponry as well as behavior
modification experiments. I was part of the Special Leadership Preparation
Project. I also was stationed at Hunter -Liggett Military Reservation with
Combat Development Experimentation Command Task Force Support Battalion, Combat
Engineers, U.S Army in  1972-73.  I have been interviewed a few times since
1980, by The Emerald (University of Oregon), the Portland Oregonian, Jeff
Barnard (AP),Rolla Crick, Portland Oregonian TV channel 3(Mike Frasier-Omaha
Ne.) being the most recent. Oh , and I forgot several interviews by attorneys
and writers in Portland Or. with the American Citizens for Honesty in Government
(Scientology, I since found out.)

I have been called by the Federal Grand Jury, in Omaha Ne. in 1975,and warned by
Federal Goons not to discuss the relevant issues. They threatened me with death
if I cooperated with the MK Ultra senate investigation committee headed by
Senator Frank Church, and Edward Kennedy. Over the years I have been a patient
in Omaha treated by Dr.Beverly Meade (researcher University of Ne. Medical
center) for severe symptoms, and also a cancer patient there for a very rare
type of cancer. I have also consulted a known CIA associated hypnotherapist,
John Kirkland (Shur INC. Omaha Ne.),a Dr.Irwin Noparstak (Former US Army
psychiatrist), and various other Dr.s including Max Jardon (US Airforce Reserve
flight surgeon) and a Dr.John Conroy (Great plains Internal-Bellevue Ne.)I was
diagnosed as having a severe liver problem by a Dr. Woodbury in Omaha Ne. and
subsequently told by a second opinion that my symptoms were mostly
psychological.

I have seen Psychiatrists at Nebraska Medical center in the seventies and been
told I was never a veteran. I have been sent to the experimental unit for  a
"field investigation" and accused of "misdirecting" a metric ton and a half of
chemical nerve agent by the  people in charge there. I have been threatened by
more people than even I can believe. My Daughter almost died as simultaneous
death threats came my way. My ex wives cousins were killed one after the other,
and the Edmond Ok. police suspected foul play. Again, this was after several
threats were received by my family. Nothing could proved.  I need to say that
the following people involved met the following fate.

Senator Frank Church developed a fatal cancer and died. Mr. Crick developed
sudden problems and retired early after several interviews. Before he quit he
started signing the stories as "compiled by staff" He told me he was very
concerned for every one involved safety.  Mike Fraiser had worked for days on a
gulf war syndrome story with a background on chemical tests, then suddenly was
pulled of the story and given an assignment doing sports coverage I think. John
Kirkland had several coronaries and subsequently died.  Dr. John Conroy never
showed up for the follow up appointments, and for 1 year his office denied he
ever worked there and could not or would not locate the files. His whereabouts
are still unknown.

My Military records are apparently not where they should be, and just for the
records, I have tried to get the most important records since 1980.I first went
to Congressman Weaver in Oregon in 1980, then all the following congressmen
there. The American red Cross misplaced my files that director Linda Westfall
had obtained from the Freedom of Information Act. She was suddenly transferred
to Washington DC and was unable to represent my case at the federal building in
Seattle WA. When the hearing was over (My newly appointed representative had
about 3 papers with my name on it, the main file about 2 inches thick never
showed up) and the US Army spokesmen declared that DOW chemical was responsible,
and that the issue was a CIA matter, I returned to Eugene Or. and was told by my
apparently worthless " private "attorney, William Kent (Claims his father was a
joint chief of staff-I don�t know if that�s true.) that the federal government
had taken my files on record in his office.

I went to the Oregon congressman in Eugene and  was informed that the Federal
Judge had sealed my records in the interest of National Security.  Now I do have
some files available, and if no one says otherwise, I believe I am free to show
anyone. I am willing to cooperate in any investigations you care to undertake,
and if you know of any appropriate individuals, or organizations willing to
interview me, I would appreciate you putting me in contact with them. I feel
that I speak on behalf of hundreds if not thousands of individuals who may be
affected by the existing dangers from this sort of human exploitation and the
cover up by the Media .

Sincerely yours;
Milford D. Grindstaff.