A primer on what is colloquially known as mind control, and high levels of “organization” between psychologists, cops, Christian narratology and “narrative framing” in the OGS dialectic: How to Remember a Murder You Didn’t Commit, from the New Yorker magazine online.
What could possibly have gone wrong in “the largest DNA exoneration involving false confessions in the history of the American judicial system“?
A complete tale of how Stockholm Syndrome works in practice when wielded by those in authority, and you have Gang Stalker BINGO.
Remembering the Murder You Didn’t Commit -DNA evidence exonerated six convicted killers. So why do some of them recall the crime so clearly? by Rachel Aviv
Burdette “Burt” Searcy above, a police cultist(an occult practitioner), coerced, manipulated, and forced false confessions from six people.
A huge part of the OGS online dialectic is LEIU’s, variou community club members from Rotary, Lions, VFWs, part time cops, and security guards or private intelligence agencies working with others in the subsidiary DVIC industries, manipulating vulnerable adults, and actively seeking people who are vulnerable to suggestion, aka “mind control.” This highly organized crafting of a “social narrative” entails extensive myth work, intensive framing of people and dialogues, and carefully orchestrated plots that on their surface, are really civil AND criminal conspiracies.
The case of Carrol White v. Burdette Searcy case is here
In the story highlighted above- an excellent piece of journalism by Rachel Aviv, we see how OGS works in practice, as small communities try to enforce Jewish-Christian narratology, and the “in group” targets fringe or marginalized people from the out group for special harassment, and eventually, false confessions similar to every small town witch hunt that ever happened.
So: A small town, a pig farmer-cop playing at being an investigator in the era of the FBI hucksterism like the Kathleen “Kee”McFarlane fueled Satanic Panic’s, add a psychologist who not only diagnosed the suspects, but who ALSO worked as a deputy sheriff while he did it- and who was, quote “given a nearly occult kind of authority”in that small town; throw in several mentally ill people or people with troubled lives and bad childhoods, marginalized to the fringes of “organized” society; and they, engaged in unconventional sex and relationships outside the hetero-normative Jewish Christian sects and cults across America.
Throw in a guy named James Dean, and the unsolved rape and murder of an old lady, guilt by association, false allegation after false allegation based on loose associations. Add some hypnotic suggestion by people who abuse the vulnerable in secret, and official narrative control that begins behind the cloistered small towns jail walls-what could possibly go wrong?
Well– add to all of this mix that the all the good people at Child Protective Services(CPS) and the Child Welfare office are all involved in spiriting children away from the marginalized, and you have a nearly complete description of vulnerable individuals targeted by the nefarious practices of officialdom, aka OGS. And a complete tale of how Stockholm Syndrome works in practice when wielded by those in authority, and you have Gang Stalker BINGO.
But this time, the payout will go the other way, as those implicated and imprisoned due to mind control and Stockholm Syndrome are now exonerated-and that town is now considering bankruptcy, as it’s victims sued after decades in prison and won 30 million dollars.
“They managed to get a bunch of people that really didn’t have important lives. We weren’t very well educated. We weren’t really conducting our lives in a Christian manner for the most part. And they just got rid of us.” She added, “None of us were innocent; we were all broken in one way, shape, or form.”
From Rachel Aviv writing for the New Yorker:
“A short but bullish man who enjoyed watching crime shows on television, [Burdette]Searcey was unfulfilled by his work on the farm, and he began delving into the case as an unpaid private investigator. He interviewed people, he said, who “liked to roam around town, that didn’t have jobs, that were vagabonds, in my opinion.”
Two years after the crime, Searcey gave up farming and was hired as a deputy in the Gage County Sheriff’s Office, where he stayed on the Wilson case, even though the Beatrice Police Department was in charge. He occasionally stopped Taylor’s therapist, Price, on the road by flashing his emergency lights. “He wanted to bounce some ideas off of me,” Price said. A former Army doctor who supervised graduate psychology students at the University of Nebraska, in Lincoln, Price was seen as the town’s expert on all things behavioral. He worked as a consulting psychologist for both the police and the sheriff’s departments, and he was also a sheriff’s deputy. Price asked Searcey to stop pulling him over; it was embarrassing.
Searcey brought up the Wilson case so many times that the sheriff finally told him that he was “damned tired of hearing about it.” The sheriff said, “If you think you can solve it, then get it done.”
“Taylor and White were brought back to Beatrice, where Taylor requested a private counselling session with Price. He was often called to the jail to help defendants in emotional distress, and he took pride in the county’s willingness to rely on psychological advice. “If you relax, memory is more likely to occur,” he would tell them. “It may occur in dreams. It may occur in bits and pieces.”
He described the mind as a physical space, like a basement, where memories are stored and retrieved. In 1890, in “The Principles of Psychology,” William James wrote, “We make search in our memory for a forgotten idea, just as we rummage our house for a lost object.” But James’s image of memories as discrete packets, deposited in a physical space, is obsolete. If memory is like a house, it is one that is constantly under construction. As the cognitive psychologist Elizabeth Loftus put it, “Memory is born anew every day.” We piece together fragments of recollection, shaped by beliefs and impressions, and unwittingly embellish and invent our own pasts.”