... of a doubt that it was not a coincidence, but in fact a calculated murder." I sat back on the bed. I could feel the cold sweat on my forehead. What he was telling me was unbelievable. Mossad members conspiring to kill the newly appointed head? This was far too much to accept. "You're crazy." "He's not crazy," said the general. "I know, because he's not the only one who told me. I found out more...
... 3, outside his apartment, he was gunned down like a dog by his own people. Our own hit team took him out." "But the Kidon wouldn't kill an Israeli." "They didn't know who the target was, and later it was said to be a mistake. After they killed Yakov, they stashed the Czech-made gun in the apartment of a Lebanese revolutionary, pointing the finger at him. They went so far as to claim responsibility...
... them. Are you Jewish? " "No," I answered. "Well, you don't know that the Palestinians have a plan to exterminate all Jews. And the American government is a party to the scheme." "What the hell are you talking about? I think I hit you over the head too hard." "We will not let that happen! You just wait and see! We will kill them all first, we will." The man was starting to lose it. I eased some of the...
... Jordanian connection, 143-44, 147, 155-56 Jordanian spy ring, 207-8 KGB contact, 89, 94-97, 106-7 Maxwell's murder, 287 Mossad attempt to kill Bush, 280,283 Mossad power struggle (1992), 289-90 Norway connection, 268-69, 271-72 Ottawa meeting with Victor (June 1986), 198-99 payment for information, 94, 130-31, 150 plan disclosed to Victor (April 1986), 92-94 plan to undermine Mossad right-wing, 40-43, 62...
...-Semitism Review Act Satanism - the foundation of the NWO Afghanistan and drug trade for genocidal purposes The issue number one - energy Ritual murder and genocide The "Hidden Hand" Absolute power Prologue Chapter 1 Mossad Sells untraceable plastic explosives to Belgian terrorists Terror and the destabilization of the Belgian government Combatants - Kamikazes from highly secretive Metsada Screwing their...
... own people Chapter 2 Mossad to steal DPI technology Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Your contract with Mossad is terminated Chapter 6 We have to stop them... They'll lead us into a war Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Mossad members conspiring to kill the newly appointed head of Mossad Provocation to start the war in Lebanon Chapter 9 A coup against Mossad Chapter 10 Chapter 11 The Jewish Defense League just...
... the world The Reason Foundation - privatization think tank Chapter 27 Operation Brush-Fire: an all-out attack aimed at getting the United States involved militarily in the Middle East Mossad LAP machine against Saddam Most of the targeting for the Iraqi missiles was done by the Mossad A trap for Saddam Saddam's weapons of mass destruction scam Murder of Gerald Bull, who was also working on the Iraqi...
... not surprising at all that the most critically important information has been sanitized to the point of the whole thing becoming an utterly useless propaganda, defending that very evil Victor Ostrovsky claims to be fighting. The NWO Agenda To make the long story short: Mossad is nothing more than a bunch of hit men in the process of implementation and facilitation the NWO agenda, a Luciferian...
... tell him. After the Sabbath they would give him a small loaf of challah bread as a gift of appreciation. One Sabbath in 1929, the Zionist settlers attacked Abbad's house. They knocked on his door, planning to murder him and his wife. The Zionist mob called Rabbi Margolios to help them. Rabbi Margolios knocked on Abbad's door, and as soon as he opened it he threw his Hasidic fur hat and caftan on the...
... Human they sacrifice, and Baphemet appears before them and goes out to kill the enemies of those satanists who perform this Human Sacrifice. ...(Summer and Winter Solstice) June 22nd and December 21st, Involving the following known persons: George Herbert Walker Bush (Former CIA Director, Former Pres. USA) George W. Bush (President of USA) Jeb Bush (Governor Florida) Leonard Yale Millman (Bush Crime...
... Office on November 20th, 2001, stating the above and that a murder of a child (infant) would take place, and that this Satanic murder, would involve the above named persons. "TIFFANY LAMP MEETINGS" http://www.poweredbychrist.com/files/bush/rituals.htm Now, whose rituals are these? Well, Judaists, specifically of Hassidic origin which goes back to the times of the Talmud. Did the Bush Family Attend an...
... of George Bush make ANY sense in this context? In fact, the Israel and Palestinians have been "negotiating" for how long now? For at least 50 years? And what is the result? How many UN resolutions have been passed condemning the occupation of Palestinian lands and what came out of it? At the same time, Iraq was hit almost instantly and on a much more insignificant charge, which was known to be...
... makes him look like? Now. Whose hand is behind it all do you think? It is conceivable that such an idea as killing George Bush is even conceivable, except only in the circles of "clueless" who know not the real agenda. Because Bush was one of the most valuable assets to the puppeteers that rule the rulers. Ritual murder and genocide His order to slaughter 150,000 retreating Iraqi soldiers on a...
... symbolic date of ritual murder, known as the "happy and joyous holiday of Purim" was nothing more than the ritual sacrifice to Moloch, done on Purim or Jewish Passover traditionally. The date of it has symbolic significance just as the beginning of war in Iraq that was also started on Purim. It is said that the order for that slaughter of genocidal proportions, which is a war crime according to Geneva...
... convention, came directly from London from his puppeteers. See: Jewish Occult Murders Jewish Ritual Murder by von Hellmut Schramm, Ph. D. And here is the roots of it: "The Lord spake unto me, saying... This day will I begin to put the dread of thee and the fear of thee upon the nations that are under the whole heaven, who shall hear report of thee, and shall tremble, and be in anguish because of thee". In...
... called Westland New Post (WNP), or so it was reported by sources within the Mossad. Under the auspices of the Belgian secret service, this new combined right-wing element, which included several active policemen, carried out a series of robberies with extreme violence, eventually earning the nickname "the Murderers of Brabant." In September and November 1985, they hit several supermarkets and carried...
... everything I'd gone through the past few weeks, maybe it was how the night had unfolded so far - for some reason, I wasn't in an obliging mood. "Are you talking to me?" The words just came out, and the smile on my face widened. The cop grabbed my shirt collar and slammed me against the back of the booth. The metal shelf under the phone hit my lower back, sending bolts of pain through my legs. "Do you have...
... came from behind and hit me on the top of my forehead. My head snapped back, slamming against the glass pane. I could hear the glass crack. The insides of my head vibrated; I was starting to lose consciousness. Suddenly, both cops backed up, yanking me out of the booth. The contact with the cold air brought me around. "You're coming with us, soldier boy," the bigger cop said as they tossed me into...
... about my encounter with the police. "How hard did they hit you?" Yosy asked. "Hard enough. I was asking for it." "I thought you could sweet-talk anyone." Haim stared at me from the dark rear of the Jeep. "I don't know, I really don't know. All I can tell you is that I didn't feel like talking to those two." The Jeep was on its way, crossing several lanes as we headed in the direction of Dizengoff...
... that is the closest thing." "Okay, I can live with that. How often does all this come up? " "We gave her the story once," Haim said in a low voice. "Never spoke about it again," Yosy remarked. "Come on, hit the bell." I was calm only because I was beat. It wouldn't have taken much for me to fall asleep at that point. The guilt associated in my mind with this sort of activity was dulled. I'd managed...
... that mean no?" I knew I was pushing it. "Are you hard of hearing? I said you're not talking to anyone. You're out of the loop, you're out of the game, and if you don't watch it, you'll be out of this world." "What are you telling me?" I was almost whispering. "You'll kill me if I don't play it your way? If that's what you said, it's a first. I might have flunked an exercise, and, if you want to...
... me?" "I have a good psychological profile of you by now. After all, I have been observing you for several years. I know you have learned a lot in the courses and the short time you have spent in the field. Now you're an expert on how to kill, steal, forge, recruit, and break into places. Having learned all that, you're sent into the world with no real use for it." "Does that scare you? Are you...
... worried that I'll be coming for you or something?" "Don't be ridiculous. I just want to tell you that you have a basic problem, and you should look after it or it will kill you. " He paused, then went on, "You have what I call in novice's terms a fear deficiency." "What?" Not one muscle moved in his pudgy face. "I'm not kidding. It was one of the main reasons they picked you in the first place. Most...
.... What you should remember is to analyze everything you are about to do. You don't have natural fear to rely on." "So what you're telling me is, Find a job doing something that doesn't call for what I've learned here?" "Yes, that will be preferable." He lowered his head and looked at the tips of his shoes. "Tell your boss it didn't work. You're probably right; nothing seems to scare me." "It will kill...
... you if you don't watch out, Victor." "And a good day to you." I headed for my car. I was angry. Once I was inside the tiny blue box, my car, it hit me. This is it. Once I start my car and drive the three hundred feet to the gate, it will all be over. Everybody I knew in the Mossad will now be a stranger to me. From this point on, all my access to information and the power that comes with it will be...
... surveillance. I stepped out into the cold night, put my hands in my pockets, and walked slowly home. What was I supposed to tell Bella now? Honey, they kicked me out and now they want to kill me, so I'll be leaving for England. I stopped by the intercom, my insides churning. What was I supposed to say to someone I loved and at the same time had kept out of everything until now? My excuse was always that I...
... its field personnel in one day, forcing it to cease operations for a very long time. There was more explosive material packed into that suitcase than had ever hit the Mossad in a single blow. My flight was Sunday at noon. Bella and I decided to tell the children the morning of my flight; she would keep them home until she knew my flight had taken off. There was no point in spreading the news; many...
...? I could smell the disinfectant used in Israeli prisons, having spent time in the cells as part of the exercises. Then there was that time in the military when I was caught without a hat and made to spend ten days in the military brig. I could hear the echo of the locking doors as metal hit metal. The policemen ordered coffee. Ephraim tensed too as he followed them with his eyes. I knew he was...
... military." "If he had been our responsibility," the general interjected, "he would still be alive today." Mossad members conspiring to kill the newly appointed head of Mossad "They planned the visit for the next day." Ephraim's voice was low. "When Kuti arrived at the location, he was killed in an ambush. The attacker, a fourteen-year-old kid, was killed on the spot by the guards." "You're crazy." I got...
... about it when I interrogated a captured Hizballah fighter in the south of Lebanon in the beginning of '85. He was talking about how, when he was in Nabih Berri's Amal Shi'ite militia, he was supposed to go with a kid on a mission to kill an Israeli general, and let me tell you, the man was not lying." "How do you know?" "Because he knew he was going to die, and the question was whether it was going to...
... take all night or just a few minutes. And he thought that I knew about it anyway." While I didn't want to believe what I was hearing, it was hard to argue with the facts. Yes, it was possible for a terrorist group to obtain a photograph of an Israeli general and give it to one of their assassins, prefatory to staging a hit. But it was inconceivable that a photograph could be obtained and a plan...
... for the hit under the name of the Lebanese Armed Revolutionary Faction, informing the French intelligence that the LARF was a faction of the pro-Syrian SSNP, the Syrian Social Nationalist Party." He turned and gazed out the window. Provocation to start the war in Lebanon "Do you know, they had the audacity to try and use the killing as the provocation they were waiting for to start the war in...
... want someone from the Mossad, someone who knows the ropes." "I can't just expose someone to you like this." "In that case, I'm walking." Ephraim paused. "You know I can't let you do that, not with what you know." "Kill me then, but if you want me to work with you, you better call somebody on that phone now." Ephraim stared at me silently for several seconds. He then walked over to the phone, got a...
... jet fuel and recycled air, causing my mouth to water. I automatically lit up a cigarette to kill the craving that could only be satisfied somewhere on the other side of the United States of America's bureaucratic defense line, also known as Customs and Immigration. I could barely keep my eyes open, kicking my small carry-on bag forward every time the line moved up. I eventually found myself facing...
... made his way outside, past the restaurant window. I leaned to one side and saw him turn the corner. I had about two hours to kill before making my scheduled telephone call. Ephraim had calculated that two hours were more than enough time: if the alarms in Mossad headquarters didn't go off by then, we were safe. This was a crucial and dangerous point in the operation. If anything went wrong, the...
... entire program would be eliminated, Ephraim would probably rot away in some jail cell, and I would make it to the top of the Mossad hit list. Time, it seemed, was at a standstill. Under normal circumstances, when a Mossad case officer is working in the field, either he is on his way to another appointment and has barely enough time to get there, or he has a safe house to go back to, where he writes...
... snuff me out, for whatever reason. It doesn't take a genius to kill someone. I had to concentrate and make my move, and I didn't have all day. I was just hoping the two were not some fancy decoy someone was setting up for me to grab. I knew for certain that they had been tailing me at least since I entered the restaurant, and it was more than likely that they were on to me from the time I left the PLO...
... to move things along faster. I left the pen sticking out of his ear, raised my hand, and hammered him over the head again. This shocked him-it was totally unexpected. Then, when he thought he would start talking, I hit him over the head yet again. The Jewish Defense League just watching the PLO "I'm from the JDL, you know? The Jewish Defense League. We're watching the offices of the Palestinian...
... trembling. I was worried that he might start to defecate on the floor and on my shoes. He smelled bad enough as it was. "Well, it's either that or kill you. You understand that I can't just let you walk out of here with me, so which would you prefer?" There was no answer; he was now sobbing silently. I got out of the cubicle and slammed the door behind me. I heard him drop to the floor, moaning - or was...
... them regarding the A1 department." "No. You're going to have a chat with the KGB." He got up and faced the large window. The glass was wet; it hadn't stopped raining for the last twenty-four hours. I was stunned. It hit me like a ton of bricks. "No, really? " I said, trying to keep my composure. I was barely able to talk. Ephraim stayed by the window, only turning his head slightly. I could see his...
... better think about it some more and maybe even consider taking me out. Because if you're not one-hundred-percent above-board with me, I swear to you I will kill you, if I have to dig my way back to Israel with my bare hands." There was a soft smile on his face, as if a window had momentarily opened onto the man behind the facade. I had a feeling that this was the side of him his family and friends knew...
... his wife into bed if she looks only slightly better than Godzilla is something that can't bother him because he's not aware of it, and probably never will be. To kill time, I walked the streets of the city, somehow always ending up in a large square where yuppies and homeless people sat together on wooden benches, the yuppies trying to get some fresh air as they munched their sandwiches, the...
... people who invisibly filled the streets. I positioned myself on the hard bench and got ready for the night, warming myself with an occasional sip of rum. It was cold and lonely. More than anything, the night out on the street is long. I wanted to make sure that I didn't fall asleep so that I could see if there was any activity around the hotel, the kind of activity someone with a Mossad hit team after...
... they held in Beirut and executed three of them, including one American named Peter Kilburn. As for the French, they were rewarded for their non-participation in the attack by the release at the end of June of two French journalists held hostage in Beirut. (As it happened, a stray bomb hit the French embassy in Tripoli during the raid.) Iraq and Saddam Hussein are the next target Ephraim had spelled...
... doesn't explain why you played hide-and-seek with me." "I was incommunicado in Belgium, explaining to an Iraqi how to hit the oil pipeline in Kuwait. As you can imagine, I wasn't alone there, and no one was coming or going until the man was on his way." "One man?" "Yes, one. He'll instruct his friends when he gets back there." "And you trust him to do the job?" It sounded fishy to me. It was almost...
... now is an assault on the Mossad from its flanks. We will be hitting it from all directions, cutting the Medusa's heads off one at a time. We are betting our existence against the incompetence of the Mossad." "How do you mean, 'betting'?" "If the Office is as incompetent as we think it is, they'll never know what hit them. If they're as good as they want everybody to think, then" - he smiled - "we...
... they can get a better identification from him." "Did he tell them who I said I was?" "Yes, they know he reported a so-called Israeli intelligence officer, but they aren't sure. You know that every little fart says he's from the Mossad. I'll bet you half the Israelis living in New York have told that to someone at one time or another. It's the Israeli Mayflower; everyone was on it when it hit Plymouth...
... day when I called the embassy, just in case there was something we'd overlooked. I made the call and was asked to come to the embassy as soon as I could; two men had been sent over to talk to me. Ephraim was satisfied. "We're going to kill several birds with one stone," he said. "What will the birds be?" "First, we'll let them know that we did not orchestrate the incident at the airport and that it...
...?" "Just for a walk. You go first. I'll catch up to you." Several minutes later, he was walking beside me. We passed the subway station and stopped at a small greasy spoon, taking a booth at the end, well-hidden by an overloaded and smelly coatrack. "Shabtai and his Metsada team managed to kill the Jordanian peace initiative and render Peres helpless. The man was made to look like a fool; nobody else...
... she'd left. This was going to be my last breakfast before I hit the street. I was on my own, pointing at a target that I had no idea how to hit. I'd packed all my clothes in the suitcases and was wearing my pinstripe suit. I would roll in the gutter with it, and after several days, I'd look like a man who'd lost it all. It was then that I realized I was going about this the wrong way. Ephraim had...
...?" "I didn't say you will, I just wanted to know if you would agree. I have to talk to the right people about this." "Will you be using the phone line to talk about me?" "No. I will use the embassy's coded system." "Don't - that is, if you don't want to kill me. Your code was broken a long time ago, and all your 'secure' lines are anything but." "So what do you recommend?" "Use your diplomatic pouch...
... not a good idea. "Could you give me a ride instead?" We went to his car around the back, and he drove me to the nearest subway station. I gave him the address of the hotel and my room number in case they needed to get in touch with me in a hurry. Then I got out of the car as fast as I could and entered the station. The ball was rolling; I'd hit it halfway across the court, and now I would wait and...
... the job of the locals. Under no circumstances was anyone allowed to burn a source who could one day bring in a warning about an Israeli target, in order to save a Jewish one. In some cases, there would be an extra restriction, when it was believed that the terrorists might have an alliance with other terrorists who'd be willing to hit Israeli targets. That restriction was that they were not to be...
... think that, they might try to kill the messenger, who was in fact a Mossad officer. Ephraim was therefore going to have the Action Directe people warned, so that they wouldn't think it was a trap and then take revenge on the Israelis for setting them up. Ephraim was hoping (and so was I) that an incident, even if it didn't come home to haunt the Mossad, would at least put them in some very hot water...
...?" The young man could feel the soft landing. He smiled. "You can never be too careful, now can you?" I changed the subject. "Okay, what do you say? Do we have a deal, or do you people have to go and talk it over with your bosses?" I could see I hit a raw nerve there with the heavy man, who was probably a top-ranking officer, if not the top man in the Jordanian service. Even though I'd worked on the...
... bed. By the time my head hit the pillow, I was asleep, but almost as fast, it seemed, I heard the phone ring. They won't let me sleep here, I thought. It was my wake-up call. At first, I almost lay back to grab just a few more minutes of sleep. But I knew that the moment I did, I would be unable to get up until much later. I didn't want to keep Fadllal waiting. I dragged myself sluggishly to the...
... Lebanon. Once it was on Egyptian territory, the materiel was passed to an intermediary who would make the final delivery. As payment for the armaments, the Mossad would contract targets to be hit inside Egypt. "Destabilize, destabilize, destabilize," Ephraim said. "That is all they're doing, all the time. No matter what anyone says, all they can think about is creating a shambles. They don't understand...
... needed philosophy to define, and I didn't like it at all. Sunday, July 13 I arrived in New York in the afternoon and picked up my ticket at the counter, just as planned. I was to go aboard Egypt Air Flight 986, departure time 22:00, so I had some time to kill. I felt very uncomfortable about what I was going to do. Leaving the safety of the United States was something my whole body rebelled against...
... advertisers sympathetic to the Mossad. Then, once the target was softened, they'd send Maxwell in for the kill. That night, my host took me on a drive into the city of Cairo. I knew the man felt safe with me when he took me in his car, just the two of us, out in the big city. For the first few minutes, he had me blindfolded, and I was blindfolded again on the way back. The city didn't really impress me, nor...
... what it would later call its worst nightmare: a man with the perseverance of a Mossad officer who is devoted to the destruction of the Mossad. I knew there and then, in that small cell, that the only way to kill the Mossad would be to expose it. By now I knew that it was not the organization it wanted everyone to think it was. Yes, it was dangerous. Yes, it was vicious, but it was not efficient. Nor...
... capability to annihilate them. He wanted to let the story run but also to get Vanunu back to Israel before he could answer further questions so that there'd still be doubt about the story's credibility. That way, he figured he'd kill two birds with one stone: The world would have good reason to fear Israel, and at the same time, Israel could keep denying it possessed nuclear capability because the man...
... I'll excuse myself, if you don't mind, and wait for you in the room." "Sure. I'll be there in a while," he said with his usual politeness. I lay on the bed, trying to figure out what I was seeing. It finally hit me. I knew the man, but he didn't know me. It was Amnon P., or, as I knew him by his code name, Hombre. He was the liaison officer in Denmark and Scandinavia, and I had stared at his...
... proposal. The Whistler made it very clear that he was not a fan of Barschel's and would do whatever he could to nail him. Elimination of Barschel who was considered a threat to BND Ran, who already had a plan in place to remove Barschel, went through the motions with the man he'd just recruited to make him feel as though he were part of the planning process, thus giving him a feeling of self-importance...
... the line. "I'm sorry if I sound like that. It's just that" "Just say your piece, and let's get this conversation over with." He said that now that the London station was cleaned up, it was time, according to Ephraim, to hit the Paris station. He also said that the London station would have to work for the next few months from a new safe house and not from the embassy because they couldn't just send...
... him what I think. I mean, what difference will it make? You talk to them." "You're crazy," he said, but I could detect a tone of anxiety in his voice. Later that day, I talked to Ephraim, who explained that if Eli was caught, it would mean an execution because he was in active service. It would be a much worse scenario than if I was caught. After all, I was already outside the organization. His...
... way, and I knew I'd hit a home run in Paris. Privatization of a small country as a model for the world In the file that the Frenchman had brought with him was what he called my next assignment. The French wanted me to see what information I could gather on some people who, they were worried, were out to destabilize their South Pacific colonies. The plan of these supposed "destabilizers" was to...
... the Americans too. He made no promises but said that he would do his best. That was enough for me. For several months after that, I was busy with the book; we were getting closer and closer to the end. I was getting more tense since I knew that the day was fast coming when I'd be hit by the spotlight and God knows what else. Sundry. April 1, 1990 I met with Uri in downtown Ottawa. We sat in my car...
... Western media, regarding them as Israeli spies. Quite soon, he's going to have the ability to launch a missile from anywhere in Iraq to anywhere he wants in the Middle East and beyond. Murder of Gerald Bull, who was also working on the Iraqi big gun project called Babylon After the arrest of Bazoft, Gerald Bull, who was also working on the Iraqi big gun project called Babylon, was visited by Israeli...
... 15 was such an act. After the reporter's execution in Baghdad, a Kidon team arrived in Brussels and cased the apartment building where Bull lived. It was imperative that the job be done in a place where it would not be mistaken for a robbery or an accident. At the same time, an escape route was prepared for the team, and some old contacts with the right-wing element in the Belgian police were...
... receive the keys to the main entrance to the complex. Eight days after the hanging of the reporter in Baghdad (while British intelligence was close to closing a sting operation in which the Iraqis would be caught attempting to smuggle some nuclear switches from the States, very similar to the switches Israel was caught smuggling only seven years earlier), a Mossad hit man was in the vacant apartment...
... hung up that they'd be able to substantiate my story and point the finger in the right direction. The next day, Claire was to come and work with me on the new chapter. But I got a call from Ephraim: Kill the story Uri told you. I protested, but he wouldn't budge. He told me that I had to trust him on this one and that he'd explain it to me some other time. I didn't use it, and he never did explain it...
... to me. Nor did the Belgian police ever solve the murder. However, what I found more disturbing than anything else was the lack of interest the Canadian government and press displayed in the murder of a fellow Canadian. Chapter 28 By mid-March, Claire and I had just about finished the book. Ephraim had approved most of the things in it and had grudgingly accepted the rest. Nelson Doucet, our sponsor...
...?" "Look, I know of some activity taking place now in Norway. Why don't we use that country as a target and see what happens? What do we have to lose?" "Did you ever consider taking over from the inside, now that all attempts to hit it from the outside have failed?" Shamir - He hates the whole world, and what better way to get his revenge than to use the Mossad? "I always consider that. If there was a...
... brought in front of a judge, who remanded them in custody for eight days on suspicion of wiretapping. It wasn't long before the scandal hit the news wires and all hell broke loose. The Mossad pulled every string they had on the small island to close the story, and fast. Thursday, Hay 9 There followed several days of intense bargaining and fending off curious reporters. Eventually, the Cypriot...
... a killing. In the ensuing confusion, the Mossad people would kill the "perpetrators," scoring yet another victory for the Mossad. They'd be very sorry that they hadn't been able to save the president, but protecting him was not their job to begin with. With all the security forces involved and the assassins dead, it would be very difficult to discover where the security breach had been, except...
... kill Bush," he said. At first, I didn't understand what he was talking about. I thought he meant that they were going to ruin the president. I'd already heard of several books that were in the making on the man, and there was a smear campaign regarding his alleged involvement in the Iran-Contra affair (which I knew personally to be fake). "What's new about that? They've been out to get him for a long...
... time." "I mean really kill, as in assassinate." "What are you talking about? You can't be serious. They would never dare do something like that." "Don't go naive on me now," he said. "They're going to do it during the Madrid peace talks." "Why don't you call the CIA and tell them? I mean, this isn't just some little operation you don't want to be involved in." "I'll call whoever I have in the...
... knowledge of the Mossad, I would not be at all surprised if there was a plot right at this moment to kill the president of the United States and to throw the blame on some extreme Palestinian group. Later, I learned that one of the people at the luncheon had called an ex-congressman from California, Pete McCloskey. The substance of what I'd said was conveyed to him, and since McCloskey was an old and...
.... Maxwell was originally code-named "the Little Czech," and the sobriquet stuck. Only a handful of people in the Israeli intelligence community knew who the Little Czech was, yet he provided an unending supply of slush money for the organization whenever it ran low. For years, Maxwell would hit financial lows whenever the Mossad was in the midst of expensive operations that could not be funded...
... since we last met, and I'd had hardly any contact with the clique since 1991. The book was already on the market in the United States, Germany, and Canada, and was ready to hit the market in Holland and Belgium. I was at the time about to finish a second novel and was asked to go on tour to promote Lion of Judah in Holland. I had not crossed the Atlantic since By Way of Deception had been published in...
..., from the Danish Paper Extrablatt," Yediot Aharonot, December 3, 1993. "With Noriega, the End of Harari," Latin American Weekly Report, January 18, 1990. Chapter 8 "Around the World; Police in Paris Sees Link Among Political Slay-ings," New York Times, April 10, 1982. Ian Black and Benny Morris, Israel's Secret Wars: The Untold History of Israeli Intelligence, London: Hamish Hamilton, 1991, pp. 426...
... Alleged Gas Deal," St. Petersburg Times, June 28,1989. ' New Theories About Death of West German Politician," Reuter Library Report, August 3, 1988. "Scandal-Hit West German Politician Was Murdered, Brother Says," Reuter Library Report, October 12, 1987. "Second Autopsy Ordered on Body of West German Politician, " Reuters, October 23, 1987. Anna Tomforde, "SPD Win Schleswig-Holstein," Manchester...
... Cleared of Spying, Says Observer, " Press Association Newsfile, March 17, 1990. Charles Miller, "Murder Link Theory in Arms Find," Press Association Newsfile, April 12, 1990. Richard Norton-Taylor, "Director Tells How He Foiled Supergun Plot," Guardian, July 1, 1993. Steve Weizman, "Slain Weapons Expert Helped Israel Improve Big Guns," Reuter Library Report, April 13, 1990. Chapter 28 Mike Anderson...
... of, 29, 31 and peace with Israel, 196-97 press analysis, 207 Arad, Ron, 290 Arafat, Yasser, 32, 72 Arbel, David, 34-37 Arik, 11, 186 AT&T commercial, 132 Attack case officers, 215, 215n, 217-18 Babylon (Iraqi big gun project), 252-54 Bamahaneb magazine, 202, 202n Bank sayans, 150 Bar-Am, General Avraham, 86-88, 158-59 Barda, 4-5,215,218 Barschel, Uwe, 228-35 Mossad murder of, 232-35 Barsimantov...
..., 235-38 book publication, 256, 261-62, 264, 266-67 brings Victor into clique (March 1986), 40-43 Britain and Operation Domino, 215-20 British contact in Washington, 120-21 Bull's murder, 254 Cyprus information, 273 disconnected phone line, 109-12 Egyptian connection, 205-6 French connection, 244 Gatwick meeting with Victor (March 1986), 54-66 General Bar-Am set up, 85-88 Iraqi agitation, 117-18...
..., 119 Khomeini, Ayatollah, 225 Kidon assassination teams, 5, 60, 122-24, 218 Bush assassination attempt, 279 murder of Barschel, 232-35 murder of Maxwell, 287 and Spiro, 290 and Vanunu, 208, 210 Kiel, 225, 226, 228, 230 Kilburn, Peter, 117 Kimche, David, 56, 131 King Hussein Bridge, 175 Knesset, 262 Kohl, Helmut, 225, 226, 228 and Barschel, 229, 231 Komemiute (clandestine operations), 241, 241n Korea...
..., 30 Kryuchkov, Vladimir, 285 Kurds, 247, 252 Kuwait, 117-18 La Belle discotheque, West Berlin, 116,116n Labor Party, 207 government, and Victor's safety, 288 LAKAM (Lishka Le Kishry Mada), 26-27 and Pollard, 191-92 Langer, Felitsia, 71, 71n LAP (Mossad psychological warfare), 113, 113n, 246 Gerald Bull murder, 252-54 Saddam war machine propaganda, 247, 252-54 Larnaka, Cyprus, 3-8 Ldrry King Show...
... London Daily Mirror; 210 London Sunday Times, 209-10 Maariv, 264 McCloskey, Pete, 281-82 McCormick, Tom, 255-56 Madrid peace talks (October 1991), 277-83 Mossad attempt to kill Bush, 279-82 Mandela, Winnie, 188-89 Manella, Gady, 188 Manginot (research code name), 30n Margolin, Hayyim and Esther (grandparents), xii, 84-85 Marshon, P. (head of Mossad), 233 Mashov (communications code name), 30, 30n...
... Matkal reconnaissance unit raid on Iraqi chemical factory, 249-50 Trojan set up in Tripoli, 113 Maxwell, Robert, 203-4, 209-10, 217 Mossad murder of, 286-87 Mazlat (unmanned remote-controlled plane), 10, 98 Media American Mideast analysts, 207 assassination threats against Bush, 279 British investigation of Maxwell, 285 Israeli criticism of Bush, 278 Mossad propaganda attack on Iraq, 247 reporters...
.... ... Three Palestinian extremists were taken by a Kidon unit from their hiding place in Beirut. ... [My controller] called me on Tuesday, October 1. 'They're out to kill Bush,' he said." Bookmarks [1] Melucha: Code name for the recruitment branch of the Mossad; the branch is divided into geographical departments that have desks assigned to support stations. [2] Combatant: An Israeli who is recruited to...
... carry out dangerous operations behind enemy lines. A combatant is trained separately from the rest of the Mossad and doesn't possess any information about the organization, so that if captured he will have no information to disclose. [3] Metsada: Code name for the Mossad section that employs combatants and the hit team called Kidon. [4] Kidon: Loosely translated, the word means "bayonet. " It refers...