Fair Game Theory

"Both of them had a very Rasputin-like magnetism...with Julia, I would say my personality had been so closely studied by multiples operatives at that point, Julia only had to use a series of triggers, and neurolinguistic programming, to activate what, from all outside appearances, could have been portrayed as inexplicable, one-sided erotomania on my part."

Sidestepping and backtracking, if I may, has anyone heard of Transcandental Meditation? I ask mostly to be petty, and because I am a David Lynch fan. And because I want Mexican food. Darnit, I knew I joined the wrong cult.

Witness the cultural birth of the f*ckboy-that muse who inspires a thousand masterpieces-and how this archetype relates to class and systems of behavioral modification. Was someone trying to put me in Jordan Peele's "sunken place" like in the movie "Get Out" in order to make me into an expendable? Or is everyone's job just like this? As long as it makes my art good, I don't care. America runs on s...

What do you do when you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time, every place you go, every time? What if those places and times are orchestrated by a black ops determined to sabotage you? Here, we explore this question again and again. Do OT powers let you change traffic lights with your mind, or is the CIA just trying to make you believe so in order to set you up for a hubris fueled car crash in...

This is a true, New York story. The only real names used are ones already identifiable from news stories.

Let's do an excercise. 1.) Choose a simple event. 2.) See how many theories you can invent behind what caused the event. 3.) Congratulations, you're officially a conspiracy theorist who is now qualified to apply your new skill to any set of unrelated facts.

In terms of personal shame, and trigger warnings, this episode is the most by far. I considered re-recording it and leaving out some details, but there's something to be said for telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. So help you, God. Either that, or I'm just too lazy--but I like to think it's trauma-induced laziness. Trigger Warning: Ill-begotten threesomes, references to...

Top Ten Black Ops Moments #3 10.) A collaborator/spy brings an author I met at a panel years ago as a date to her show. But why? Best not to engage. 9.) An agent I queried called me and echoed confidential statements I made in a query to a completely different agent, then offers to vet my book for $5,000. 8.) I came up with and recorded the idea to sing Gregorian covers of popular hits a full year...

Maybe what I consider to be a multi-interest black ops is just what the wealthy do when they are trying to become your friend.

Each moment feels like an eternity.

In this episode, your unreliable narrator spends 45 minutes talking shit about more successful collaborators who have become the momentary fixation of paranoid persecution fantasies and incorrectly referring to Ronan Farrow's coined tem, "Checkbook Surveillance," as "Checkbook Capitalism" until three quarters of the way through. The raspiness in her voice is hopefully attributable to a slight cold...

Did Scientology operatives move my stuff around so I would think my sanity is fading, or was I just a bit loopy from getting my booster shot?

Hope springs eternal, but money does not. Somehow, our unreliable narrator always manages to lead the predator into thinking they've won until the very last minute--thanks to the suspension of disbelief she studied at acting school. Let's hope her luck hasn't run out.

You really can learn a lot from talking to crazy people on the street--that's what the professor told the class, making particular eye contact with me, because I was special. A week or so later, a strange woman wandered into the NYU Kimmel center and had a long, rambling conversation with me about her history as a playwrighting student at Tisch School of the Arts. Despite being conditioned to NEVE...

Instead of being bitter about the fact that I am targeted by a multi-interest black ops, I try to focus on what I can learn from the situation.

According to credible sources on YouTube, CIA agents are forbidden from disguising themselves as religious clergy—which means no dressing as a priest and posting up in the confession booth at your local human trafficker’s favorite church. However—Scientology achieved religious tax status relatively recently in history. During my lifetime, in fact. Was it legal for the CIA to pose as Scientology le...

Obviously, I am owed a book deal. Here is one of the many possible operative spy families reponsible for the fact that I do not have one yet. My possible web of delusion is only a reflection of the fact that I have been wronged.

Just to prove I’m not batshit crazy for taking the Journey Inward and can participate as a functioning member of society anytime I want, I interviewed author J.C. Hallman in July of 2021. J.C. Hallman is a triple threat of extremely important right now and tomorrow subject matter. We discuss his recent review of Netflix series The Queen’s Gambit and first novel The Chess Artist: Genius, Obsession,...

This actual government experiment possibly being performed on me by my fellow collaborators makes Anne Bogart and Lars Von Trier look like Hollywood sellouts.

The Rockefellers own a farm-to-table restaurant where I may or may not have been hired as a hostess trainee for the purposes of targeting me with psychological warfare designed to undermine my positive associations with Scientology Study Tech and leverage an Episcopalian with $400 highlights to play the lead in a Brecht play. Then again, I could be suffering from persecutory delusions.

Two foiled industry showcases at a prestigious acting school…an iconic Hollywood star…a classmate with vaguely possible ties to international spy craft who “transferred” into the school…the Pulitzer winner who ghosted after writing the perfect vehicle for the talented young subject of this podcast as her parents lost their health, home, and small HVAC business…Perhaps our narrator is merely a vict...

Call me overly sensitive, but I feel visually trolled by your Balenciagas.

I honestly still feel guilty about telling that little girl there is no Santa Clause.

There are no words for some things until many years later. It can take a while to find those words, if they even exist, or perhaps you merely have some gaps in your education. Thanks to my acting training and the Scientology Communication Drills I did early on, I've been able to stay in the present moment and observe the Multi-Interest Black Ops swirling all around me, real or imagined.

The bitterness of unrealized potential and watching others receive the fame and recognition I feel I deserve is all part of my long term MKUltra conditioning. I wonder if my parents accidentally pissed off Sidney Gottlieb at a party back before his cover got blown. Regardless, at least I have the religious defector gene from my Amish heritage-and the gene that makes your brain get foggy after drin...