Worldwide Campaign to stop the Abuse and Torture of Mind Control/DEWs
hi! my name is mike laberge (with a capital 'b') i chose 'LaBrat' because of the stealth brain surgery i discovered when my hair fell out - the 'operation' occurred in the ewan cameron time frame and vicinity i learned sometime after registering that a martyr and pioneer of our plight used to be known as 'labrat' no capital, to be sure, but still...had i known this i would have chosen differently out of respect for the deceased my mother was unusually unwell and tried to perform post-natal abortion on me a number of times (i will only report incidents which can be verified by credible witnesses) my dad was a scrupulous and reputable journalist (back before the 'strange-embedded-fellows' school of laying copy) - for example he stopped receiving national news-magazine editor awards the year he declined an invitation for cdn press to the lyndon johnson oval office once he told me that while i was a baby, he had come home one night and found a bullet stuck in the door right in front of my crib mummy dearest told him she thought she'd heard an "intruder" down the hall i had no doubts about this outrageous tale, and not only because of the unique bonding experience i'd shared with one sister: she still remembers (i was 5, she then 3) being threatened with death for asking "but why, mummy?" when i was told that i would, barring quite specific concessions, be shot on the spot my super mom then began loading the modified f.n. desert action 'semi-automatic' (flash-muzzle, recoil pad, and a trick clip function converting it to fully-automatic as required - normally for seasonal game, although one gendarme sorta got in her way once, for an awkward moment or two...) listen to me: these are people who can do no wrong, no matter who gets hurt did anybody call children's aid about my scars? my dad joked, not seeing the full humour of it, that as a child i was a "regular" at the emergency ward (well, i was always adventurous - she told me my first word was "NO!") apparently i was a "solemn" kid or did anyone express concern or even curiousity at my brother the serial underage runaway ('calgary or bust') getting carted of to a mental institution (4 yrs of drugs, shock 'therapy', sexual molestation...) for threatening to go ballistic if the police didn't come and stop her? when i was still an infant i was more than once strangled to sleep so the neighbours wouldn't hear me cry and think she was a bad mother - and my younger sister became good at repairing drywall to hide bullet marks so no one else would get involved and/or hurt there is a scar on my elbow - "baby's first skin graft!" ok, so it doesn't hurt anymore now...but the point is that it was never even an issue and the injury that sent me to the ottawa riverside hospital, which did not accept emergency cases btw, for the illegal and unnecessary lobotomy (for a "broken cheekbone"?!), was no accident, i discovered later (at her funeral, by 'coincidence') some very serious people who in my view seem to know what they're talking about have confirmed that i am one of those lucky ones inescapably destined for live incineration through ritual sacrifice (hence the title above) - that would certainly, if true, hide any evidence inside MY skull and bones (for what it's worth, my dad was over-ruled by one sibling, and "brow-beaten on his death-bed" in front of and according to another, regarding his well-known desire to be cremated) i do not believe that this long streak of fortune (i'm now 60) is accidental and have noticed some striking features in my personal biography indicating an occluded connection with the satanic occultists hoagland and bara cite describe as running this ugly show let's look at the freemasons, for eg: their symbol has an 'a' (the pyramid or 'pointers') and a 'g' (the apron) the (capital) 'a' can be inverted ('v'), doubled ('m'), or both ('w') for a total of 5 secret coded letters look at george washington, abe lincoln etc for an inkling - or winston churchill, adolf hitler, mussolini, de gaulle, etc - there does seem to be an historically significant trend (alexander the great, ghengis, attilla, augustus all the way forward to g bush, a merkle, v putin...) and let's take a quick glance at 'communism' - here we see a chairman mao, karl marx, vladimir lenin - hmm...precursor beatles reunion: lenin and (joe) macarthy! one fine day i chanced to notice that my life-long leftie dad had a 'canadian amalgamation of aeronautic and mechanical engineers' badge tucked away with his journalism awards (it's pretty cool, actually - the words form a skull and bones even when you turn it upside down) imagine my surprise to learn that he was nasa's 'shop steward'! with an iq of 182 it's quite possible he may have been deployed (used) in ways he would not even be aware of during the war they had him on amphetamines for 3 months straight he never had any more luck than i had with finding medical records - there are zero records associated with my surgical scars (see 'photo's) i later realized that every single one of the ladies i'd been associated with for any length of time (as in, for a number of years) bore one of those initials (except for the one outright named after one of these shadowy groups) - and i have travelled the world my 4 siblings all have them too the odds of this occurring by chance are about as astronomical as carl sagan's insanely ridiculous response to the arecibo message reply these odds (and their implications) made me a little nervous, actually, even though regular scary things like bears, ufo's (i have photo's) and stalkers do not so, i promptly, and maybe a little defensively, hid behind the exception to the rule: the 'mainstay', one miss 'x.y.z.' but then my dad himself pointed out that her first name was actually a short form (a 'nick'name) for 1 of the 5 the astute reader will have discerned that my unwitting involvement with such covert groups extends even further than i seem to be willing to elaborate - this is only for fear of imperilling (possibly innocent) others it's not like it could get much worse for me of course - i'm fair-skinned, and quite prone to sunburn! 'peace!'