Given that this site you’re looking at now deals with matters of an occult/conspiratorial nature and, as a result, is perhaps the reason you’re here, then would it be presumptuous of me to assume that you’ll be aware of the work of the ‘Vigilant Citizen’ (a.k.a. ‘VC’)? After all, he too studies and reports on esoteric symbolism and the ingredients of world conspiracies that we can see laid out within the media-forms that music is delivered to us, although here on ‘The Occult Beatles’ of course that’s centred almost entirely on all or some or one of The Beatles and their associates whereas VC – in his words – “often talks about young, brand new artists who were groomed by their record-labels and released onto the world with a carefully calculated gimmick.” The reason I mention him here is because, quite recently, just a few months ago, in early April 2019, he published an article that he quite rightly announces is “not about that kind of artist” but “about a 76-year-old icon who was part of the most influential group in the history of Pop music and who attained the title of ‘living legend’ about three decades ago.” No prizes for guessing that the “most influential Pop group” he’s hinting at is The Beatles and the “76-year-old icon” is Paul McCartney. Titled, The Meaning of Paul McCartney’s ‘Who Cares’: It’s About MK ULTRA, the VC article offers us a – in my opinion – deserved, justified breakdown of the singer/songwriter’s most recent music-video which is indeed loaded with ‘MK clues.’ Given that the Vigilant Citizen very rarely ventures into Beatles-related territory, I thought it would be appropriate to flag up his analysis, to archive it here, perhaps in the event that any readers here who might not necessarily visit VC’s site as a rule but who are fans of and/or interested in John, Paul, George and Ringo will get to read it, and will be thankful for that. So, what you’ve got below is selected portions from that article (you can read it all in full here) along with some added commentary from me…
A screen-cap from the video here… it’s McCartney – as a bespectacled psychiatrist:Vigilant Citizen begins his article by giving us a bit of a brief synopsis of McCartney’s achievements as a music-recording artist both with and without The Beatles, “indeed,” VC states, “McCartney began recording music over 60 years ago” and has recorded numerous Number 1 hits and Grammy wins over those years, some with The Beatles, others with his follow-up band, Wings, and solo too. But, of course (as you may indeed be thinking right now), have all these successes been the product of who we’re told is “Paul”? There’s a very brief synopsis of the ‘Paul is Dead’ conspiracy in Vigilant Citizen’s article concluding it by commenting that “whoever Paul truly is, that person went on to have a long and prolific career. And he doesn’t appear to be close to retiring. His latest album ‘Egypt Station’ debuted at Number 1 in the US Billboard 200.” And, as documented in an earlier article here at The Occult Beatles, it’s an album laden with esoteric symbols. VC goes on, “in this day and age, to remain part of the industry (even if you’re a ‘living legend’) you must embrace,” what the Vigilant citizen chooses to describe, as “the elite’s agenda. And” to, he continues, “show your submission. And Paul did what he had to do.” Taken from Egypt Station and released as a single in December 2018, Who Cares, the music-video, “has all of the symbolism and mind-control messages found in countless Pop-videos nowadays.”
VC goes on…
In the video, actress Emma Stone plays the role of an anxious woman seeking treatment from Paul McCartney, who plays the role of a “behavioural hypnotist.” Then things sink quickly into the dark world of Monarch programming (if you don’t know what that is, read this article first). In fact, he turns into a mind-control handler.
Right from the start, the video uses lots of imagery, references, and symbols that relate to mind-control…
The actual video begins with Emma Stone entering a building from the emergency exit door. Right from the start, things are topsy-turvy…
Then, Emma finds Paul McCartney’s office, who goes by a symbolic pseudonym…
So why is McCartney called Dr. Lorenz and why is he also a meteorologist? These clues point to a specific person: Edward Norton Lorenz.
Edward Norton Lorenz was an American mathematician and meteorologist who founded modern chaos theory from which is derived the ‘butterfly effect’ which theorises that the flapping of butterfly wings can lead to a tornado. In Who Cares, the fields of psychology and meteorology are combined to tell a story rife happening in the inner-world of Emma Stone.
When Emma enters McCartney’s office (a.k.a. Dr. Lorenz), we immediately see lots of symbolic objects…
Then Dr. Lorenz begins interacting with his patient with sentences that are reminiscent of NLP (neuro-linguistic programming):
“It’s a bit unruly here but, that’s the way it goes. Disorder. Out of order. Order out of disorder. It all gets a bit chaotic sometimes, doesn’t it?”
This quote may be in relation to the book, as highlighted above, ‘The Essence of Chaos’ authored by the actual Dr. Lorenz, and it will perhaps remind you of, in the words of VC, “the main motto of the occult elite… ‘order out of chaos.’” This is a motto well-versed within the realms of the 33rd Degree in freemasonry of course, the English translation of which is taken from the Latin, ‘Ordo Ab Chao.’ In relation to this phrase, in his book, ‘The Biggest Secret,’ veteran researcher, author and public-speaker, David Icke, opines (and do forgive me if this is old news to you, this is for any newbies reading), “the reason we are so controlled is not that we don’t have the power to decide our own destiny, it is that we give that power away every minute of our lives. When something happens that we don’t like, we look for someone else to blame. When there is a problem in the world, we say, what are they going to do about it. At which point they, who have secretly created the problem in the first place, respond to this demand by introducing a ‘solution’ – more centralisation of power and erosion of freedom. If you want to give more powers to the police, security agencies and military, and you want the public to demand you do it, then ensure there is more crime, violence and terrorism, and then it’s a cinch to achieve your aims. Once the people are in fear of being burgled, mugged or bombed, they will demand that you take their freedom away to protect them from what they have been manipulated to fear. I call this technique problem-reaction-solution. Create the problem, encourage the reaction something must be done, and then offer the solution. It is summed up by the Freemason motto ‘Ordo Ab Chao’ – order out of chaos. Create the chaos and then offer the way to restore order. Your order. The masses are herded and directed by many and various forms of emotional and mental control.”
It’s of no consequence, perhaps, if one chooses not to believe Icke’s viewpoint there, that is, when you consider it in the context of the content featured in McCartney’s Who Cares video, reason being that researchers, reporters, commentators and writers within the so-called ‘alternative media’ – who in some ways will have gained inspiration from David’s observations – have been analysing music-vids for many years for their occultic/conspiratorial flavours, and I’m quite sure this won’t have gone past the notice of a number of the people – the directors and folk in the production-teams – who create these visuals, and it might well have, as a result, encouraged them to add little ‘clues’ in as a secret nod and a wink to that.
So, returning to Vigilant Citizen’s analysis… Emma Stone has entered the office of Dr. Lorenz (a.k.a. Paul McCartney) and has sat down opposite him… She then drinks a cup of tea he’s given her…
Right after drinking some of the tea, Emma spaces out. Was the tea laced with something? Drugs such as LSD are used in actual Monarch programming to facilitate the programming of MK slaves.
Then, the setting of the video changes drastically. Emma completely dissociates from reality (the goal of Monarch mind control) and enters a bizarre alternate dimension that is rife with symbolism. Not unlike classic MK tales such as ‘The Wizard of Oz’ and ‘Alice in Wonderland,’ this alternate world represents the dissociated slaves’ perception of reality while they are being programmed through trauma.
While dissociated, Emma is constantly surrounded by dudes with faces painted half black and half white, not unlike the painting seen in Dr. Lorenz’s office.
In the video, these dualistic ‘demons’ torment Emma and take pleasure in subjecting her to various forms of trauma. The credits say that these guys are the “idiots” that McCartney sings about in the song’s chorus.
At face value, Dr. Lorenz teaches Emma to not care about what idiots say and do.
Well, in fact, McCartney has said, in relation to the song, Who Cares, “I was thinking about a song where you actually are talking to the people who may listen to it. And in my case, I was imagining young fans, or just young people generally who might hear this, and who are going through some sort of problem where they’re being picked on, being put on – and these days it would be internet bullying, trolls and all that. In my school days, it would have just been bullies and people just generally picking on each other. So I know that happens all over the world to millions of people. So, my thing was to kind of try and help, try and help, almost kind-of give some sort of advice. So the song says, you know: ‘have you ever been fed up with being bullied? Has this ever happened when people have called you names, have done all these mean things? Has this ever happened to you? Well, who cares.’ And then in a twist at the end of that chorus is like, ‘who cares? I do.’” And here are the lyrics:
Did you ever get hurt by the words people say
And the things that they do when they’re picking on you?
Did you ever get sad by the end of the day
When they’re making you feel like a rusty old wheel
That’s been left in the rain
Who cares what the idiots say
Who cares what the idiots do
Who cares about the pain in your heart?
Who cares about you?
‘Cause you’re worth much more
A fact you can be sure
No need to hide
The love you’ve got inside
Did you ever get lost in the heart of a crowd
Have the people around, people are pushing you down
Is it driving you mad and you’re screaming out loud
And you’re wonderin’ who’s going to recognize you
You’re a ghost in the dark
Who cares what the idiots say
Who cares what the idiots do
Who cares about the pain in your heart?
Who cares about you?
Who cares what the idiots say
Who cares what the idiots do
Who cares about the pain in your heart?
Who cares about you?
You’ve been left in the rain
VC, in his article, comments, “that’s great advice. However, considering the MK symbolism found in the video, there’s a deeper meaning… dissociated, Emma is actually being subjected to trauma by the ‘idiots’… The idiots stab Emma’s exposed heart – a symbolic way of representing physical abuse”…
VC goes on…
Emma is stuck to a wheel and is spun around. Spinning slaves to cause disorientation is a classic programming technique. The inverted question mark alludes to the advanced state of confusion of the slave:
Emma is then stuck inside an elevator with eyes and a lightning bolts as eyebrows (more on this later)…
Inside the elevator: More trauma by the idiots…
As programming progresses, Emma wears a mask that features a big, fat, one-eye sign. While, at face value, the umbrella represents her being “immune” to what the “idiots say,” the general MK context of the video and the umbrella’s dualistic pattern might imply that the umbrella actually represents her internalising the handler’s programming…
Then, Emma gets struck by lightning. This is a great way to represent another trauma-inducing technique: Electroshock…
In the end, we see the final product of the programming…
Then the video snaps back to reality…
The video ends with a prolonged outro featuring some curious objects…
So, according to VC’s analysis – which pretty much ends there – in the video, McCartney is ‘the handler.’ When I first watched it and saw him there, in his woolly cardigan looking elderly and giving his brand of counselling to the young Emma, my mind instantly envisaged a similar kinda scene that may well have taken place over fifty years earlier, when Paul, in the prime of his life and at the height of Beatlemania, would have been where Stone is five decades later: the guest – the subject – of an old doctor. I’m thinking of Dr. Richard Asher, father of actress, Jane Asher who, during most of the 1960s, was McCartney’s girlfriend and, for a while, his fiancé – that is, until they broke up in 1968.
For a time – between 1963 and ’66 – the then-Beatle lived with her at her family home in London, which she shared with her parents and her sister and her brother, Peter. Her mum, Margaret, was a musician who’d played in a number of orchestras apparently, and her dad was a medical man of some eminence. The ‘Royal College of Physicians’ describes him as “a notable diagnostician,” and “his special interests were in haematology, endocrinology, and” also, “physical factors in mental disorder.” For example, in 1949, he authored ‘Myxoedematous Madness,’ a paper on Myxoedematous, an illness that, so I’m informed, brings about an underactive thyroid and that results in puffiness of the body, hair-loss, coma, and, as highlighted by Dr. Asher in his piece, psychoses. According to the Royal College of Physicians, “psychoses with myxoedema had often been reported, but,” Richard’s “telling account of fourteen cases ensured that far more would now be recognised and treated.” He was also the author of ‘Nerves Explained,’ a book, that one reviewer around the time of its release in the late 1950s described as a “guide to nervous illnesses,” as well as noting that “hypnosis is treated with rather more respect than the profession generally accords it.” Indeed, Dr. Asher, who for a time was a consultant physician at the mental observation ward at the Central Middlesex Hospital in London, authored a paper in the Fifties titled ‘Respectable Hypnosis’ and in which he informs us that, “I have used hypnosis as an ancillary method of treatment in general medicine… I have devoted one out-patient session a week to it. From this experience I am learning a little about its use and limitations.” I wonder how much more ‘about its use’ he might possibly have learnt about by the time of Paul McCartney’s arrival to the Asher household in 1963? There have been anonymous accusations directed against the doctor in recent years, accusations linking him to MK ULTRA-type experiments with widely-reported ‘Tavistock Clinic’ psychiatrist, Emanuel Miller and the notorious Dr. William Sargant, dubbed the ‘mind-bender General.’ One such claim, and that I’ll bring to attention now, was supplied by an unnamed source to Redwel Trabant, proprietor of the site, ‘Beatles Conspiracy.’ Here’s some of it:
Asher, Miller, Sargant, all 3 were top psychiatrists, I worked with them all. I began helping med-professors train nurses/doctors at 12-years-old, there were many kids, not just me, but I only met 2 others. They decided I was ‘suitable and flexible’ and asked me to help with research, some illegal stuff but they needed to explore even these areas. Basically they were into learning how the brain worked, but they were into other things too. Most of the time I didn’t know what they were getting up to, it was all mixed up and above my head, but they fed me well! They got into drugs as they knew it was becoming a problem, the police wanted to train cops to deal with it, how to work out what drugs they were on e.t.c. They supplied the drugs and were observing the tests most of the time. Sargant was different from the others, he was ‘an outsider,’ the others didn’t let him in on all they were up too, but they needed his input at times. They never spoke of it to me but all did work for the government at times. What I do know is it’s not necessary to hurt or drug people to brainwash them. Sargant had to, as he wasn’t blessed with the psychic-abilities Asher, Miller possessed. All were able to read minds, telepathy, deep hypnosis. Not kidding, mate! For they were using this on me to get deep into my mind to understand how it all worked. Strangely, they all could do it but nobody knew how it worked, it was passed down by word of mouth over the centuries to those who exhibited a talent for it. Sargant wasn’t so blessed; he could do hypnosis, but only Level 1, the one we all know about.
You can read the allegations in their entirety in the link below, and that are part of an article on the Beatles Conspiracy site titled, ‘MK Beatles’:
The above article explores the view that the Beatles song, ‘Yesterday,’ a song credited to Paul and that he’s quite often publicly said came to him in a dream and during his time living at the Asher household, may have actually been implanted into his brain by Doctor Richard whilst the young musician was asleep. In ‘Many Years from Now’ – the McCartney-supported biography authored by his old friend, Barry Miles – he recalls, “I woke up with a lovely tune in my head. I thought, ‘that’s great, I wonder what that is?’ There was an upright piano next to me, to the right of the bed by the window. I got out of bed, sat at the piano, found G, found F sharp minor 7th – and that leads you through then to В to E minor, and finally back to E. It all leads forward logically. I liked the melody a lot but because I’d dreamed it, I couldn’t believe I’d written it. I thought, ‘no, I’ve never written like this before.’ But I had the tune, which was the most magic thing. And you have to ask yourself, where did it come from? But you don’t ask yourself too much or it might go away. So, first of all, I checked the melody out, and people said to me, ‘no, it’s lovely, and I’m sure it’s yours.’ It took me a little while to allow myself to claim it, but then like a prospector I finally staked my claim; stuck a little sign on it and said, ‘okay, it’s mine!’ It had no words. I used to call it ‘Scrambled Eggs.’” Interesting title that, I think: ‘Scrambled Eggs.’ By that, I mean, the word, ‘egg’ is a part-euphemism to describe a person of high intelligence/intellect (‘egg-head’), so, to have it married here with ‘scrambled’ can be perceived as rather telling when considered within the context of Redwel Trabant’s theory of Paul, a ‘mind-controlled Beatle.’ So then, if Yesterday was a song that doctor Richard fed into his prospective son-in-law’s sleeping head, where did the tune originate from? Well, it’s worth noting that the Asher household was teeming at that time with musical ability, because aside from McCartney and Margaret, there was of course her son, Peter, a member of the chart-topping 1960s duo, Peter and Gordon, and her husband too, who, I’ve been informed, enjoyed playing wind instruments and the piano. Perhaps it’s also worth noting that Dr. Asher’s alleged co-experimenter, William Sargant, was a practioner in sleep hypnosis, and, with frightening effects if we’re to believe a number of his patients who’ve come forward to talk. Linked over the years to MI5, MI6 and, of course, MK ULTRA, during the Second World War, he worked at Sutton Emergency Hospital in the English county of Sussex (later renamed the Belmont Hospital) where he administered hypnosis, ECT and drugs on people suffering from shell-shock, and a number of them who couldn’t recollect what had caused their mental breakdown were given trauma-causing treatments in a bid to make them relive their often terrifying experiences. He went on and dispensed these various techniques on everyday non-military folk when he became head of psychiatry at St. Thomas’ Hospital in London after the war, and where, one of his patients who eventually became a Professor of Medicine following her departure from there, has claimed, “I was put into a room with – I think three other people. It was dark, I was given massive amounts of drugs to try and keep me asleep – something like Chlorpromazine. We were woken-up… I don’t remember so clearly exactly what happened, but they woke us up and I can remember being made to drink a jug of water. I don’t remember eating at all, but I do remember after some time – every time I stood up – I just about passed-out because my blood pressure was down in my boots – which is actually a function of Chlorpromazine as well. And I have no idea exactly how long I was in there but it took me nearly three months to get over the treatment. My father was absolutely shattered when he saw me. He said I just looked like a walking zombie.” She went on, “there was no informed consent at all. I was told that while you were asleep, they were hoping to re-pattern – and that was actually the word that was used – ‘re-pattern’ your thinking, so that you lose all the negative, depressive thoughts. And in fact it did wipe my brain clean of just about everything that happened before that. I can’t remember being in primary school, I can’t really remember much about secondary school, can’t remember the birth of my kids. Certainly, I’ve lost all those memories that most people have.” Another of his patients (or should that be – victims) at St. Thomas’ was the award-winning British actress Celia Imrie, well-known for her collaborations on TV with English comedienne, Victoria Wood and star of such movies as ‘Calendar Girls,’ ‘Nanny McPhee,’ and the ‘Bridget Jones’ and ‘Exotic Marigold Hotel’ series of films. Back in the 1960s when she was a young teenager, her ambition was to become a successful ballerina and she attended classes and exams in the hope that she’d be accepted into the prestigious Royal Ballet School.
Unfortunately, however, she ultimately failed her audition there being informed that, although “very good and advanced for her age,” she was going to be “too big ever to become a dancer.” Distraught, she launched into a crash-diet eventually weighing just 4-stone (56 pounds). Desperate to reverse her weight-loss and any possible health-risks, her concerned, desperate parents, she claims, “decided to send me away to St. Thomas’ Hospital… ” In a 2011 article published on the mainstream news-website, ‘MailOnline,’ Celia is seen to recall that, once at the hospital, she was entered into “one of the special wards belonging to the Department of Psychological Medicine. And once there I was placed under the care of world-famous psychiatrist William Sargant. I was 14. Sargant was a world expert on brainwashing. Today his books are said to be studied by Al Qaeda. His work has links to… the Jonestown massacre in Guyana, where 900 people killed themselves; and to the mind-bending and occasionally lethal drug experiments performed on unwitting human guinea-pigs at the Porton Down research centre in Wiltshire (England). Sargant’s methods were simple: electric-shock treatment and insulin-induced comas leading to continuous narcosis, or deep-sleep therapy, complete with tape-recorded brainwashing orders being played at the patients from beneath their pillows. And,” she goes on, “to think that all this came free on the NHS,” Britain’s ‘National Health Service.’ She continues, “at 14, I was the youngest in the ward. Most of the other patients were middle-aged women suffering from depression. From my bed, I watched them howling, moaning and screaming, fighting with the nurses. I thought: ‘I don’t want to be mad. I must get out of here.’ The doctors and nurses did their daily rounds. Twice a week or so, we were treated to a bedside visit from the Great Man himself. Sargant still features in my nightmares. He was brusque and cold, and he never talked directly to you. Instead he issued orders over your head, talking about ‘this one’ and ‘that one’. But that was preferable to making eye contact with this proud, incorrigible man with his dark, hard, evil eyes. I have only seen eyes like that on a couple of other people in my life.”
Celia continues, “after Sargant left the ward, the nurses would start preparing the horrors he had prescribed for the day – the electro-convulsive therapy. Friends have asked what it was like to have electrodes put either side of your skull before huge surges of power were fired through your brain, while you squirmed and wrestled and shrieked and moaned and dribbled into the pillow. But the truth is I don’t remember. I do, however, remember vividly watching the woman in the next bed when it was her turn to be assaulted in the name of health. I remember every sight, sound and smell. The huge rubber plug jammed between her teeth; the strange almost silent cry, like a sigh of pain; the shuddering contortions and jerky gyrations of the tormented body; the scent of burning hair and flesh.” Celia also claims to recall “being given massive doses, three tumblers a day, of Largactil, an anti-psychotic drug. The effect of this drug was startling. My hands shook uncontrollably for most of the day and I’d wake up to find clumps of my hair on the pillow. But the worst consequence was that everything I saw was multiplied by four. When Sargant came into the room, I saw four of him. It was horrific and terrifying. Even simple tasks such as picking up a glass of water became impossible. The drugs had turned me into a victim. As she increased the dosage one day, I overheard one nurse saying to her senior that I was exhibiting a ‘dangerous resistance’ to the drugs. Dangerous for whom, I wonder? Who could tell in that terrible place where, as far as I can see, the truly insane were the workers rather than the patients. Sargant used to say that every dog has his breaking point – the eccentrics just took longer. I suppose my ‘dangerous resistance’ was what he was talking about. I like to think that I was one of those eccentric dogs he did not manage to break. Many years later, I went with friends to see a film called Coma. It was a second-rate thriller starring Michael Douglas and Genevieve Bujold, in which Bujold discovers a ward full of patients suspended in hammocks in drug-induced comas… my friends were laughing at the silliness of the plot, but I had the shakes and it took me some days to recover. They probably thought I was coming down with something. In fact, it wasn’t until years later that I saw the link and realised why that film had upset me so deeply.” With regards to sleep-induced treatments, that, as mentioned earlier here, Sargant administered, Celia remembers, in her words, “the famous Narcosis Room.” This was “a ward where patients were forced into a drug-induced sleep for days while tapes played instructions to them from under the pillow. Whenever I have been asked about Sargant’s Narcosis Room, I can describe it perfectly. I used to sneak out of the ward to peer through the portholes in the swing doors, and gaze at dead-looking women lying on the floor on grey mattresses, silent in a kind of electrically induced twilight. When people ask if ever I spent any time inside, I used to reply ‘no’, for I do not remember that ever happening. But it recently occurred to me that everyone, in order to be put into the Narcosis Room, would first be drugged and that although I saw many women come back to the ward from there, I never saw any patient emerge from the place awake. You went in asleep and you came out asleep. I don’t think anyone who was treated by Sargant’s sleep therapy was at any time aware of going in or coming out of that room. While inside, you were totally unconscious. So maybe I was in the Narcosis Room. I could not possibly know. It is probable, I realise now, that I did go in. Like the electric shocks, I presume it definitely happened to me, though I can only recall it happening to others. I was certainly injected with huge doses of insulin. These injections are now understood to be one of the methods Sargant used to kick-start his sleep-therapy process. I cannot know whether his mind-control methods worked on me as I do not know what the tape-recordings under my pillow were telling me to do. Some years back, I tried to find my hospital records, to see whether I could find out the limits of my treatment and if I had been in the Narcosis Room. I wanted to know the exact instructions on the tape constantly playing under my pillow, Sargant’s wishes drummed relentlessly into my young, unconscious brain. Unfortunately, my search was in vain. When Sargant left St Thomas’, he illegally took away all his patients’ records. By the time of his death in 1988, every single piece of paperwork about his inhumane treatment of us, the human guinea-pigs, had been destroyed. So I will never know the absolute truth.” If Paul McCartney was, as posited by Redwel Trabant, the subject of sleep-hypnosis under the control of Richard Asher, then was his alleged colleague, William Sargant, someone who perhaps taught/guided him in the technique? Maybe it’s worth noting that the ‘mind-bender General’ had during his life reported and commented quite a lot on the effect of music on the mind. In his 1957 book, ‘Battle for the Mind,’ he states, “recordings of the human brain show that it is particularly sensitive to rhythmic stimulation by percussion and bright light among other things and certain rates of rhythm can build up recordable abnormalities of brain function and explosive states of tension sufficient even to produce convulsive fits in predisposed subjects. Furthermore, it is easier to disorganise the normal function of the brain by attacking simultaneously with several strong rhythms played in different tempos.” Sargant, we’re informed, paid up-close and personal attention to the way in which African culture dealt with matters of health related to both body and mind. In his book, ‘The Mind Possessed,’ he describes “a healing ceremony” in the Zambian city of Lusaka, again mentioning the power of rhythm. He claims, “I noticed with interest that one of the patients seemed to be much too deeply depressed for it to be possible to excite him with drumming or send him into collapse or make him suggestible. He had a tired melancholic appearance and was sitting listlessly on the ground. We then watched him being drummed and drummed, with a large number of people surrounding him, trying to get him to respond. Finally, after a long delay, he did start to twitch and jerk; he gradually became more and more excited, and ended up in a nervous collapse. In other words, they had been able, by drumming, to induce a state of excitement leading on to a nervous collapse, which I felt would have been much more easily achieved by electric shock treatment. I gathered that this patient would have the same drumming treatment twice a day until he was completely recovered. Two other girls, also being treated, went more quickly into trance and dissociation, and the drumming continued until they fell to the ground.”
With regards to “disassociation,” earlier in this article, if you recall, I included Vigilant Citizen’s comment that the 19th century story, Alice in Wonderland, by author Lewis Carroll, is a “classic MK tale” that “represents the disassociated slaves’ perception of reality while they are being programmed through trauma.” In December 1966, British broadcaster, the BBC, screened a TV adaption of the old tale that starred acting heavyweights Peter Sellers, Sir John Gielgud and Sir Michael Redgrave. It was directed, produced and adapted for television by Jonathan Miller, the stage-director, author, co-member of the seminal 1960s satirical comedy-group, ‘Beyond the Fringe,’ and, son of the previously-mentioned Emanuel Miller. In fact, like his father, he’s a fully-qualified doctor, and he trained under, would you believe, his dad’s alleged colleague, Richard Asher.
A sequence in the Alice in Wonderland TV adaptation is said to have been shot at what’s been described as once having been the UK’s largest military hospital in the UK, the ‘Royal Victoria,’ also known as, Netley, near the English city of Southampton. Built in the 1800s, it treated casualties from the Crimean War as well as WW1 and Two and, would you know it, is thought to have possibly been the location for MK ULTRA-type tests with LSD on human guinea-pigs during the 1950s, if not – it’s claimed – a place where recipients of Acid-induced treatment were taken to after the actual experiments had been carried out at Porton Down research-centre, a Government-controlled location that most certainly has conducted such tests, and that has been mentioned in this article a few paragraphs earlier with regards to William Sargant, alleged co-colleague, of course, of Richard Asher and Jonathan Miller’s father, Emanuel, who, you might be interested to know, is said to have worked at Netley during the 1940s. Information linking this hospital with Governmental/military mind-bending/altering Acid experimentation is featured in the book, ‘Albion Dreaming: A Popular History of LSD in Britain,’ by Andy Roberts. Perhaps you won’t be surprised to discover that he mentions Porton Down quite often in it, and is it any wonder? LSD was administered to unsuspecting British Royal Marine commandos there, in a mock war/battle setting, in order to test its effects on their soldiering abilities. He writes of an “anecdote” that “suggests that Netley Military Hospital in Southampton might have been used to treat those who didn’t recover quickly from the effects of LSD” after taking part in such an experiment. He goes on…
Brigadier John McGhie was colonel-commander of Netley during the Fifties and Sixties. He would often take his nephew, Robert Owen, with him when he carried out his daily round of the wards. The young boy was shocked by the sights and sounds he witnessed, at first believing the sufferers to be mentally ill. His uncle told him these unfortunate soldiers were “…victims of chemical experiments, such as LSD, from both grenade-canisters and artillery-shells, ‘to see what effect they had on the human mind in a battle situation.’” It also seems probable that servicemen were being used as human guinea-pigs in LSD experiments at Netley.
Roberts then quotes “LSD psychotherapist, Ronnie Sandison.” He was a former trainee at South London’s Maudsley Hospital, where William Sargant was working for a time, and at Tavistock Clinic, reportedly, Emanuel Miller’s old stomping ground of course. In Andy’s book, Sandison’s reported to have said, “I believe LSD was used at Netley, but I have no details of who was involved.” It’s reported that parts of Netley were damaged by fire and fell into disrepair in the early to mid-1960s and were closed. Apparently, in Jonathan Miller’s Alice in Wonderland, we see the hospital in sequences where Alice runs to follow the White Rabbit…This too…In reviewing and explaining the Alice in Wonderland TV adaption, author, Kate Bassett, in her Jonathan Miller biography – that was written and researched with his personal input – and titled, I think you might be interested to know, ‘In Two Minds,’ she draws our attention to “the endless corridor which Alice runs”…Miller’s “Alice seems to hear voices in her head,” Barrett states. Is she “losing her mind?… She keeps sensing she has changed, says that she’s not sure who she is anymore…” Kate also comments, interestingly I think, that the TV depiction may “be haunted by memories of” Emanuel’s wife and Jonathan’s mother, Betty, who “ended her days” in a mental-hospital, dying, it’s noted in the biography, “only the winter before the film was made.” Almost a decade earlier, Richard Asher’s daughter, Jane – when she was a child actress – appeared in a stage-version of the story and also starred in an audio presentation for vinyl LP.
Now, a question you might like to ask me is, why on earth would Dr. Richard Asher want to feed Paul McCartney’s head with a song whilst he’s sleeping? Well, I dunno… maybe for no other reason than to find out if he could successfully do it. I’m led to perceive from what I’ve read about the man that he possessed an enquiring mind, so, looking at it from that perspective… he might’ve thought to himself, ‘why not?’ However, in an upcoming article to be posted here in the not-too-distant future – most certainly some time in 2019 – I’ll be re-examining this within the much wider context of The Beatles’ effect on the cultural landscape of the 1960s, which was of course, monumental, and it might leave you with the impression, if not the belief, that Asher’s tampering with McCartney’s sleeping head – if it did indeed happen – was part and parcel of something far, far bigger than him merely satisfying his curious, enquiring mind.
YouTube: Paul McCartney on ‘Who Cares’ (Words Between The Tracks)
‘Battle for the Mind’ – William Sargant (page 92)
DailyMotion: Alice In Wonderland (1966) BBC – Part 1
DailyMotion: Alice In Wonderland (1966) BBC – Part 2
DailyMotion: Alice In Wonderland (1966) BBC – Part 3
DailyMotion: Alice In Wonderland (1966) BBC – Part 4