As I am working on my fourth book, I bought a Playboy Magazine, from the Seventies, which contained an interview with a famous Nazi.
Before there was the internet, magazines were a preferred medium for mind control, and it wasn’t all in the ads, but, just like the internet, the plot was to push people out, further and further, into unhealthy behavior.
I’m an expert on marijuana, not to mention mind control, since I smoked more fifteen pounds of the stuff, over thirty years, beginning roughly eighteen months after I bought my first Playboy.
And I’m an expert on Playboy Magazine, not to mention mind control, since far more than a dozen women were placed into the periodical, along with articles, and advertisements, in pathetic attempts to control my behavior.
That’s why I had experiences like bumping into a famous man one month before his interview appeared in my favorite magazine, like having the same birthday as two different playmates within less than three years, and like seeing uncanny similarities between the models and my girlfriends.
That’s when I wasn’t going to school with my classmate, whom I met, by apparent chance, six thousand (6,000) miles away from our college, while her grandfather was a cyberneticist who worked for the Nazis, the Pentagon, and the Central Intelligence Agency.
My favorite girlfriend was a lovely person, who wasn’t good looking enough to be a magazine model, but she had a lookalike, who posed on a horse farm just like hers, while the lookalike was surprized to beat out the five thousand (5,000) competitors for one of that year’s twelve (12) spots and the four hundred (400) competitors for that month’s centerfold.
Mind control is always indicated by something that sticks out, that doesn’t belong, especially when it shows up on a platform owned by the Deep State.
The idea is always is to push people into depravity, or unhealthy habits, so the fools thought I would rape my girlfriend at a time when we stopped having sex, but slept in the same bed, because the lookalike, who spoke just like my girlfriend, described her need for a man to take charge.
So, take a look at a picture of that model, but not my girlfriend, and ask yourself if she belongs, and why would she be, in Playboy Magazine.
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The reason this website has almost three million (3,000,000) hits, with heavy deep-state traffic, and despite heavy censorship, while my books have more than one hundred and twenty-five thousand (125,000) downloads, is because I know what I am talking about.
The Central Intelligence Agency, which ran Playboy, as it spent more than one-third of its budget on Operation Mockingbird, encouraged readers to pick up unhealthy habits, simply because the psychotic trash desire to effect wanton destruction upon everyone in the world.
The same is true for units like Army Seventh Psychological Operations Group, in Sunnyvale, Silicon Valley, while an unusual number of Playmates connect to the United States Military.
Playboy was the only magazine of its kind that was not contraband on bases, where it was sold, through organizations that are deeply and demonstrably satanic.
So, with that as an introduction, let me tell you, along those lines, but on a lighter note, some of what I found in that old Playboy Magazine.
And, yes, especially since legal standards did not permit a photograph of a woman’s bush, at that time, despite the beauty of the centerfold, I did read the articles.
The ads were really neat, since they were a window into a world that no longer exists, so a compact car could be bought for only two thousand dollars.
And I was not surprized to see twelve (12) ads for cigarettes, which sold for fifty cents (50¢) a pack, to civilians, but twenty-five cents (25¢), to the military, since attitudes toward smoking were very different in my youth.
But I was surprized to see ten (10) ads for pipes, pipe tobacco, and pipe accessories, with pictures of thirty-nine (39) pipes, since these were less commonly employed.
In the Seventies, roughly fourteen percent (14%) of American men smoked pipes, while roughly forty-four percent (44%) of the same group smoked cigarettes.
This would indicate that cigarette smokers, among men, outnumbered pipe smokers, in the same group, by more than three to one (3:1), but ads for pipe-related products, in this magazine, were almost equal to ads for cigarettes.
So, why was Playboy promoting pipes, when these were something grown men smoked—unlike their boyish counterparts who read this magazine.
It was because pipes could provide a normal-looking gateway, or a stepping stone, to smoking marijuana during the Me Decade.
It was during this time that you could learn about the weed, and not to be close-minded, or ignorant, as you acquired sophistication through your favorite magazine, which published “Pot: A Rational Approach,” in 1969, whose foundation was one of the founding donors of the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML), in 1970, and whose owner hosted fundraisers for this cause throughout the years that immediately followed my issue of Playboy.
Drug paraphernalia was often illegal, and a makeshift pipe, crafted from an apple, a beer can, aluminum foil, or a toilet-paper roll, would have put off a beginning smoker.
But pipes looked normal, so, if you encountered cannabis, and you liked it, you would have an easy means to smoke the forbidden stuff that was promoted through Playboy.
In this way, you could avoid drawing attention to yourself by buying cigarette papers from the familiar owner who wanted to talk, and ask you questions, in your tobacco shop.
Playboy was there to give you bad habits.
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