Reagan jumped in, 'He is a Prime Minister, which means he is more important than your average Minister, and certainly more important than any Sir. Brian is my friend.'
'Oh, Brian,' I said, finally understanding,
'O'Brien is her father's name,' Reagan told Mulroney, 'She is of Irish descent and hails from Michigan.'
Brian turned to me, 'I've been in your neck of the woods here recently-in one of my favorite get-aways-on Mackinac Island,'
'Mackinac Island was her launch point into the project,' Reagan explained in terms used by those familiar with mind-control operations. Mulroney apparently was aware of my mind-controlled state and leered at me as though I were merchandise, Reagan noticed his interest and proceeded to function in the capacity of a pimp. 'I highly recommend you take her along with the rest. She is an excellent game piece for you to use in any position. And there's security. Her head is in the ethers and come tomorrow, she wouldn't knew you from the man in the moon. I'll give you the keys later.'
Expertly using Order of the Rose signals and triggers, Mulroney said, 'Just give me the key to her heart, and she's mine.'
'You are wise in the ways of the world,' Reagan commented.
'I have to be on top of things. It's a New World Order,' Mulroney said matter-of-factly.
As a guard led me away, I heard Reagan tell Mulroney, 'You will be on top of the world soon'.
I was searched by uniformed Canadian bodyguards and pointed in the direction of one of the White House's many bedroom suites. When I opened the door, I saw three blonde sex slaves undressing and preparing the bed — one of whom was my close friend and Senator Arlen Spector's slave.
I excitedly called my friend's name. 'What are you doing here?' I asked as we hugged each other.
'Small world,' she said, as she always did when we were thrust together in various places for prostitution and/or pornography. This universal term was often used among those familiar with the Small, Small World Disney-developed mind-control program.
I hugged my friend again, 'Wow, it is a small world. I'm so glad you're here.' I had no comprehension of our predicament and could not see beyond the moment
'Hell girls! It is a small world!' Mulroney entered and strode across the room, tossing his coat on a chair and loosening his tie. 'Watch it get smaller and smaller as we rocket further and further away.' He slipped out of his shoes, suspenders, and pants while he continued his hypnotic metaphors. 'Soaring through the sea of black space. As the world gets smaller and smaller and smaller, then sinks into the black sea of space.' Removing his boxer shorts, he announced, 'I brought you here for a purpose…' and proceeded to access our sex programming.
In retrospect I know it was no coincidence that my friend and I were brought together to satisfy Brian Mulroney's perversion for mind-controlled slaves. Identically mirror programmed, we operated in unison. The delicate red rose tatoo on my friend's left wrist signified her enslavement to the (New World) Order of the Rose to which Mulroney belonged.
My friend and her young daughter reportedly were often transported across the U.S.-Canadian border at Niagara Falls for prostitution to Mulroney. The sexual abuse of her precious child was used as a trauma base to maintain control of her mind just as Kelly's abuse traumatized me, Mulroney had previously accessed sex programming at Niagara Falls in my friend and me-along with our daughters-to satisfy his sanctioned perversions as though it were 'business as usual'. Had I been capable of connecting events, I would have felt enormous relief that our daughters were not forced to participate in his sexuaJ assault this time.
'Mission' complete, I slipped on my dress and prepared to leave, Mulroney pointed to me and cryptically said, 'I'll be seeing you around. Maybe I'll see you in Mackinac. May be. somewhere in time.' In three lines, Mulroney expertly tied the immediate moment to childhood cues and current Mexican NAFTA operations, as well as prepared me for my next encounter with him on Mackinac Island,
CHAPTER 21
GLOBAL EDUCATION 2000
My programmed role toward implementing Education 2000 according to the plans of those ushering in the New World Order brought me back in contact with former Governor of Tennessee, Lamar Alexander, and eventually Canadian Prime Minister Brian Mulroney,
I had met Lamar Alexander in 1973, at a satanic ritual I was subjected to in an affluent neighborhood of Nashville, Tennessee. Lamar Alexander presided over this sex-oriented occult ritual with full understanding of my Project Monarch Mind-Control victimization and the impact his actions were having on my mind. It was my experience then, and intermittently throughout the years, that Lamar Alexander's sexual perversion was to bring his victim to the point of death through oral suffocation.
During the course of publicly exposing Tennessee's need for education reform as instructed, I was in contact with Commissioners, Superintendents, Mayors, and Lamar Alexander. Lamar Alexander, who followed Bennett as Bush's Secretary of Education, worked in close association with Bill Bennett to manipulate the minds of the masses to accept Education 2000 as the ONLY means of education reform. When Ned McWherter was moved into the office of Governor to rubber stamp federal projects, Lamar Alexander maintained influence over state politics. At the same time, he maintained influence over national politics through his role as chairman of the National Governor's Association in 1986.
As the 1984 Governor's Convention drew near, I met with Lamar Alexander at the Stockyard nightclub where he was drinking with his long time associate and partner-in-crime, Nashville's Mayor Richard Fulton. In the basement bar of this old, converted stockyard was a modified antique 'Shoe Shine' booth, where the term took on new meaning. A key to a private shoeshine booth could be obtained by those in the know through Stockyard owner, Buddy Killen. This closet-sized booth was lined in mirrors and had a small bench where Lamar Alexander sat after our business was concluded. I knelt at his feet as ordered to perform oral sex. Programmed sex slaves such as myself were trained to go long periods of time without drawing a breath, and users such as Alexander stretched this time to the maximum.[60]
On this occasion, Alexander apparently exceeded the maximum. I do not recall completion of my programmed task. It was afterhours when my mind-control handler, Alex Houston, dragged my limp body from the booth, roused me, and ordered me out of the building. Buddy Killen opened a back door that once was a cattle run, and Houston half-dragged me out the back exit unseen.
The night of the Convention, Alex Houston's youngest daughter, Bonnie [61], was to join me. Bonnie and E were close to the same age, and together we dressed for the occasion. As a prostitute, Bonnie was familiar with Lamar Alexander and his perversions but nevertheless was excited at the prospect of seeing 'old friends' at the Convention via Louise Mandrell[62], who would be entertaining there. The comradery between Alex Houston and trby Mandrell that developed during Bob Hope's U.S.O. tours in the 1960s lasted for decades due to their shared involvement in running mind-controlled slaves for Byrd.
Bonnie shared in this friendship with the Mandrells and was looking forward to seeing her «friends» in the band. I, too, was looking forward to talking with Louise Mandrell, but for a very different reason. Barbara had just endured her near-fatal car crash, and I was deeply concerned for her welfare. Throughout the 1980s while traveling under the guise of the Country Music Industry, Alex Houston toured with Barbara and/or Louise Mandrell on a regular basis. Occasionally Barbara and I saw each other in 'church,' the Hendersonville Lord's Chapel. This church was an offshoot of Billy Roy Moore's Lord's Chapel, and was pastored by his mind-controlled slave, Mike Nelson, who became close friends with Barbara[63]. Alex Houston and I were present when Mike Nelson broke program, and attempted to flee for his Life with Barbara Mandrell. The pastor was subdued with a stun gun and immediately relieved of his position, while Barbara frantically sought answers to the questions the two of them had managed to raise.
Alex Houston was touring with Louise Mandrel] in 1984 when Louise had a «premonition» of Barbara's imminent demise — much the same way Loretta Lynn 'psychicly predicted' her son's murder. Like the murders of Loretta's son and Country Music entertainer Keith Whitley, I was aware of Barbara's planned accident before it occurred due to Alex Houston's direct involvement. These traumas were also used as a means of locking in my
