Parade of Lies
by DCDave

See also Parade of Lies, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, and part 6.


The bigger the lie the wider the circulation.

We are talking about the operation of the modern American propaganda apparatus. A couple of examples of big lies are that Lee Harvey Oswald, acting alone, assassinated President John F. Kennedy and that Timothy McVeigh masterminded the bombing of the Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City.

Let's look at a more recent one

Q. Before our war on terrorists began, how well did Osama bin Laden and Saddam Hussein, the world's top terrorists, get along? -C. Barnes, San Antonio, Texas

A. Not well at all, but they worked together on the principle that the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Intelligence sources tell us Saddam encouraged attacks on U.S. targets because he harbors a deep resentment against George H. W. Bush, who created the coalition that defeated Iraq in the Gulf War. Our sources say Saddam figured the most effective way to punish the former President was to hurt his son, who now occupies the White House. It was a massive miscalculation. The recent outpouring of patriotic fervor pushed George W. Bush's popularity rating to more than 90%. 

We are quoting from Walter Scott's Personality Parade ("Want the facts? Opinion? Truth? Write Walter Scott, Box 5001, Grand Central Station, New York, N.Y. 10163-5001), November 4, 2001. One is tempted to dismiss Parade Magazine, and even more specifically, Walter Scott's Personality Parade as just so much tinsel, but that would be a great mistake. Obviously, our manipulators regard it as more than that, which is why they sprinkle questions of great importance in with the main diet of celebrity fluff. They know that, in all likelihood, no printed words reach a wider audience in the United States. To be sure it's not likely to be a deep-thinking, critical readership that is being reached, but I have begun to wonder where such an audience might be in this country, anyway, so I can see why the propagandists would just go for the numbers.

Parade, a part of the S. I. Newhouse publishing empire that includes a number of major city newspapers like the New Orleans Times-Picayune and the Cleveland Plain Dealer as well as Conde Nast Publishing with magazines like the New Yorker, Vanity Fair, and Vogue, accompanies the Sunday newspaper of what seems like every city in the country. The Personality Parade is the first thing you get to in it, and hardly any effort is required to read it. It is the reading equivalent of snack food or daytime talk TV.

In the example given, "Walter Scott" writes with the ex cathedra style of one relating facts or truth, not of someone offering an unsubstantiated opinion. I have put the name in quotes this time, because there is no Walter Scott at Parade, and there never was. Beginning in 1958, the journalist who ostensibly used that pen name at the magazine was Lloyd Shearer. Mr. Shearer died on May 24 of this year, but he had not written for Parade since his retirement in 1991.*

So who is the current "Walter Scott?" It's probably not any one person, and careful reading of the passage above gives a strong indication of who the collective is.  (We have since been told that it is one person, Edward Klein, but that changes none of our basic conclusions.) "Intelligence sources tell us...," they say.

I don't know about you, but I don't have any intelligence sources. When one permits himself to be used as a megaphone for what the spook community wants the public to believe, he might as well be a spook himself. In this particular instance, there's probably no "might as well" to it. Walter Scott's Personality Parade, with its vast readership, bears all the earmarks of an intelligence operation masquerading as a newspaper column.

Consider that we are being told here, in a quite matter-of-fact tone, that Saddam Hussein conspired with Osama bin Laden to carry out the 9-11 attacks. With it we are being given an obvious cock and bull story as to why he did it, as though our spook community, which was presumably incapable of preventing the attacks, is so omniscient that it even knows Saddam's utterly foolish and implausible motivation for doing it.

Oh, you say, you don't think that this is the sort of thing that our intelligence community would stoop to involve itself in. Consider the words of former Senate investigator, Gregory Treverton, in his book, Covert Action. "Propaganda is the bread and butter of covert action." Who could doubt that what we are reading here is pure, unadulterated propaganda?

Maybe this one example is not enough for you, so let's look at a few more. How about this one from February 26, 1995?

Q. How much truth is there to those stories coming out of Washington that Bill Clinton is still an incurable womanizer? -K. C., New York, N.Y.

A. If there were any hard evidence that the President of the U.S. was womanizing, you can be certain it would have appeared by now in the media. The days when the White House press corps respected a President's privacy and ignored his extracurricular activities-as with JFK-are long gone. Insiders say the salacious rumors about Bill Clinton often can be traced to Secret Service agents, who may be feuding with the First Lady. She reportedly suspects that some of the agents are snoops and tries to keep them at a distance. One agent recently spread a story that Mrs. Clinton had become so tired of her husband's wandering ways that she threatened to seek a divorce and run against him in 1996. No one believes that outlandish tale, but unfortunately it has made its way through the Washington gossip mill.

Those familiar with the Seventeen Techniques for Truth Suppression may have noticed that the Walter Scott operation managed to get in numbers 3, 4, 6, and 7 in this short answer. On the outside chance that K. C. of New York, N.Y., is a real person, he certainly didn't go to the right place if he was looking for the truth. Nor did Gert Nash of Amarillo, Texas, on March 13, 1994

Q. What's the latest information on the secret love affair between First Lady Hillary Rodham Clinton and Vince Foster, the deputy White House counsel who is said to have committed suicide last year?

A. Vincent Foster and Mrs. Clinton worked in the same Little Rock law firm for 14 years before coming to Washington. No one has produced a shred of evidence to suggest that they were ever more than friendly colleagues or that Foster's death was not a suicide. Any rumor you have heard is sheer speculation. And, as Shakespeare put it, "Rumor is a pipe blown by surmises, jealousies [and] conjectures."

Interesting that they even invoke Shakespeare to employ #6 in the Seventeen Techniques, which is to "impugn motives." They had already used number 3, which is to "Characterize the charges as 'rumors.'"

Anyone who has read any one of the six parts of my "America's Dreyfus Affair, the Case of the Death of Vincent Foster" knows that the evidence indicating murder comes in pieces much bigger than shreds, and that there is far more to the murder allegations than "sheer speculation." If that's not enough for you, you can pay a visit to The Walter Scott operation is also pretty good at no. 15 of the Techniques, as well, which is to "baldly and brazenly lie."

Speaking of lies on behalf of our controlling criminal elite, let's wrap up this session with a final example from Walter Scott's Parade of Lies. This one is from September 10, 1995

Q. Over the years, there have been persistent rumors that J. Edgar Hoover was a cross-dressing homosexual. Are the rumors true or false?-J. J., Ann Arbor, Michigan. (Now really, would anybody ever expect to get a truthful answer from "Walter Scott" to a question like this?)

A. In a one-hour documentary, "Jack Anderson The Fall of J. Edgar Hoover," airing Sept. 15 on the A&E Network, the Pulitzer-Prize-winning columnist explodes the myth that the late FBI director was a cross-dresser. Anderson, PARADE's Washington bureau chief, told us "Hoover was so concerned about his image that he probably wouldn't have put on a dress in his own home, for fear someone might see him. So there's no way he would have appeared in a dress in public."

The show also concludes that Hoover was not gay and notes that when he spoke about homosexuals, "his words were venomous." But Anderson told us he can't comment on Hoover's sexual preference. The answer may depend on whether physical sex is part of one's definition of "homosexual." There's no evidence that Hoover ever had sex with the man who's the other half of those rumors. Clyde Tolson, his assistant and best friend for 44 years. In the book Secrecy and Power-The Life of J. Edgar Hoover, Richard Gid Powers describes the affectionate bond between the two bachelors as a "spousal relationship."

Sounds like a pretty weak denial, doesn't it? To what kind of evidence would the public ever likely obtain access with respect to sexual relations between J. Edgar and Clyde, after all? How do we know that any childless couple with a "spousal relationship," whether they be homo, hetero, or neuter in inclination is actually doing it? And isn't it, or wasn't it in the past, a rather common thing for closet homosexuals to conceal their preference by making a big show of their hostility to homosexuals and homosexuality?

The Walter Scott collective, were it inclined at all toward the truth, would have told us right off the bat that we are dealing with something a good deal more substantive than "rumors" when it comes to allegations with respect to Hoover's sexual preference and his cross-dressing. The cross-dressing charge hit the headlines in 1993, and has been a staple of late-night monologues ever since, when the Irish writer, Anthony Summers, came out with Official and Confidential, the Secret Life of J. Edgar Hoover. In chapter 23 of the book we have the eyewitness reports of Susan Rosenstiel, the fourth wife of mob-connected magnate, Lewis Solon Rosenstiel, as she told author Summers she had related them to the New York State Legislative Committee on Crime. Most of that testimony was behind closed doors and remains sealed away from the public. As related in substance by Summers, it makes fascinating reading, starting on page 253.

Susan Rosenstiel's Account

Susan Rosenstiel's final and most sensational revelations suggest her husband and Roy Cohn (Do search at -ed) involved Edgar in sex orgies-thus laying him more open than ever to pressure from organized crime.

Susan Rosenstiel's previous marriage had collapsed because her first husband was predominantly homosexual. Now, she concluded, she had made a similar mistake. Her husband seemed little interested in having sex with her, but went to great expense to have her dress up in clothes that made her look like a little girl. She discovered, meanwhile, that he enjoyed sex with men.

"One day," Susan recalls, "I came into my husband's bedroom and found him in bed with Roy Cohn. It was about nine o'clock in the morning. I was shocked, just shocked. He made some sort of joke about it being so he could be alone with his attorney. And I said, 'I've never seen Governor Dewey in bed with you,' because Dewey was one of his attorneys, too. And I walked out."

Roy Cohn flaunted his homosexuality around Susan. He openly caressed one young man, a former congressional associate, in front of her. He seemed to take pleasure in telling her about the sexual proclivities of her husband's friends-including, especially, the homosexuality of Cardinal Spellman.

Sometime in 1958, probably in the spring, Rosenstiel asked his wife whether, while living in Paris with her previous husband, she had witnessed an orgy. "A few weeks later, when Cohn was there, he commented that I was a 'regular' and knew what life was, that my first husband had been gay and I must have understood because I'd stayed with him for nine years. And they said how would I like to go to a party at the Hotel Plaza? But if it ever got out, it would be the most terrible thing in the world. I told them, 'If you want to go, I'll go.' Cohn said, 'You're in for a big surprise...'"

A few days later Rosenstiel took his wife to the Plaza, the venerable hotel overlooking New York's Central Park. They entered through a side entrance and took an elevator to a suite on the second or third floor. She had the impression her husband had been there before. "He knocked," Susan recalled, "and Roy Cohn opened the door. It was a beautiful suite, one of their biggest, all done in light blue. Hoover was their already, and I couldn't believe what I saw.."

According to Mrs. Rosenstiel, Edgar was dressed up as a woman, in full drag. "He was wearing a fluffy black dress, very fluffy, with flounces, and lace stockings and high heels, and a black curly wig. He had makeup on, and false eyelashes. It was a very short skirt, and he was sitting there in the living room of the suite with his legs crossed. Roy introduced him to me as 'Mary' and he replied 'Good evening,' brusque, like the first time I'd met him. It was obvious he wasn't a woman, you could see where he shaved. It was Hoover. You've never seen anything like it. I couldn't believe it, that I should see the head of the FBI dressed as a woman.

"There was a bar set up with drinks, and we had drinks. Not too much. I think it was about then that Roy muttered to me that Hoover didn't know that I knew who he was, that I'd think he was someone else. I certainly didn't address him the way I had at other times, as Mr. Hoover. I was afraid of my life by then.

"The next thing, a couple of boys come in, young blond boys, I'd say about eighteen or nineteen. And then Roy makes the signal we should go into the bedroom. It was a tremendous bedroom, with a bed like in Caesar's time, with a damask spread, blue, I think, like the suite. And they go into the bedroom, and Hoover takes off his lace dress and pants, and under the pants he was wearing a little, short garter belt. He lies on the double bed, and the two boys work on him with their hands. One of them wore rubber gloves."

After a while, said Susan Rosenstiel, the group returned to the living room. "Cohn had brought up some food. Cold stuff, so as not to have room service. So we had a little something to eat.

"Then Rosenstiel got into the act with the boys. I thought, 'You disgusting old man...' Hoover and Cohn were watching and enjoying it. Then Cohn runs to get himself satisfied-full sex-with the two boys. Those poor boys. He couldn't get enough. But Hoover only had them, you know, playing with him. I didn't see him take part in any anal sex. Rosenstiel wanted me to get involved, but I wouldn't do it."

Later the Rosenstiels went home in their limousine, leaving Cohn and Edgar, with the boys, in the suite. Rosenstiel would not discuss Edgar's part in the evening's events, but Cohn later laughed about it. "He said, 'That was really something, wasn't it, with Mary Hoover?" He told me, as if it had happened before, 'I arrive at the Plaza first, with his clothes in a suitcase.' Cohn said Hoover came in through the side entrance on Fifty-Eighth Street, so he didn't have to go through the lobby. I guess he made it his business not to be followed....."

A year later, according to Susan, Rosenstiel asked her to accompany him to the Plaza again. She agreed, in return for an expensive pair of earrings from Harry Winston's, and the jprocedure was the same as on the previous occasion. Cohn ushered them into a suite to find Edgar, again attired in female finery. His clothing this time was even more outlandish. "He had a red dress on," Susan recalled, "and a black feather boa around his neck. He ws dressed like an old flapper, like you see on old tintypes.

"After about an hour some boys came, like before. This time they're dressed in leather. And Hoover had a Bible. He wanted one of the boys to read from the Bible. And he read. I forget which passage, and the other boys played with him, wearing the rubber gloves. And then Hoover grabbed the Bible, threw it down and told the second boy to join in the sex." (end excerpt)

Susan Rosenstiel insisted to the author Summers that she could not have been mistaken about Hoover's identity and signed a sworn affidavit to that effect. Summers notes further that Rosenstiel was known to be bisexual by his friends, and although Cohn, who died of AIDS not long after being disbarred in New York for unethical dealings with gangsters, was a loud public homophobe who denied his own homosexuality to the end, his unconventional personal proclivities were notorious.

Demonstrating that his entire case for Hoover's cross-dressing does not rest upon the word of one woman, Summers relates further in Chapter 23 the experience of a couple of men in Washington, DC, with friends in the homosexual community. They describe photographs of Hoover in women's clothes that have been shown to them.

It may not be ironclad proof, but Summers' evidence of Hoover's cross-dressing would seem to be a lot stronger than Jack Anderson's pure conjecture. Furthermore, what we have here is not just rumor, as the Walter Scott operation would have you believe. They are charges made by an identified person, and to lay the matter to rest the charges have to be addressed. The Parade people are not aiming at the sort of audience that reads books, though, so they feel no such obligation.

Further Research

At this point the reader of this little essay might want to do some more of his own research by going back to and typing in "Roy Cohn" "J. Edgar Hoover." Cohn's character seems to have been captured quite well at "Roy Cohn."

Now that you see how revealing this line of inquiry can be, instead of relying simply upon what you are fed by our press propagandists, why don't you try searching the subject "Roy Cohn" "Si Newhouse."

Well, what do you know? It turns out that the notorious, underworld-connected power broker, Cohn, and the Parade-owning media magnate, Newhouse, were close friends from childhood up until Cohn's death. One can even learn how Cohn once used his influence with Newhouse to get a Cleveland Plain Dealer series on mob connections to the Teamsters Union flushed by reading the book, Newhouse All the Glitter, Power, and Glory of America's Richest Media Empire and the Secretive Man Behind It, by Thomas Maier. (By coincidence, I assume, two books with very similar titles have been written about the two men as well, Citizen Newhouse Portrait of a Media Merchant, by Carol Felsenthal and Citizen Cohn, The Life and Times of Roy Cohn, by Nicholas Von Hoffman. Citizen Cohn was made into a critically acclaimed HBO movie starring James Woods in the title role in 1992. )

Parade Magazine hardly needed the personal connection, of course, for it to stand up for the reputation of J.Edgar Hoover. Had the question been, "Has the FBI ever framed anyone for political reasons?" you can be sure that our phantom Walter Scott would have assured us that the agency is as free of taint as the former director whose name adorns its ugly Washington headquarters. (Search "Geronimo Pratt," "Jose Solis Jordan," or "Judi Bari" for a propaganda antidote on this subject.) Protecting the establishment is what a propaganda operation is all about.

Considering the job that the entire American media have done in covering up every major domestic scandal and selling every major foreign adventure for about the last century or so, it is abundantly clear that the mythical Walter Scott and his Personality Parade are hardly alone as a propaganda operation. For continued reading on the subject I commend to your attention the following two items, as well as almost anything else one might find on my own web site

David Martin
November 18, 2001

*The following passage from the New York Times obituary  of Mr. Shearer, whose nickname was Skip,  is quite revealing:

''What Skip ran was basically a kind of journalistic government in exile out in California,'' said the author Richard Reeves, who met Mr. Shearer in the 1960's while covering Robert F. Kennedy. ''If you were from New York or Washington or England, he would be your guide to the mysteries of California.''

Among the politicians and journalists at Mr. Shearer's home you might find a young couple with political ambitions named Bill and Hillary Clinton, college friends of his elder son, Derek. (Years later, after Mr. Clinton did rather well in politics, Derek Shearer was named ambassador to Finland; his sister, Brooke, became a senior adviser to the secretary of the interior; and a sign was erected over Lloyd Shearer's guest house: ''Bill Clinton slept here.'')

Or you might see Henry A. Kissinger at Mr. Shearer's house. Although Mr. Shearer was critical of the war in Vietnam and made President Richard M. Nixon's enemies list, he retained his friendship with Mr. Kissinger. Mr. Shearer particularly enjoyed sending tenderly (and fraudulently) inscribed photographs of starlets to Mr. Kissinger -- but only when he knew the White House staff would see them.

That doesn't sound like your average gossip columnist, does it?  It gets a bit more sinister in light of the revelations of former National Security Council member, Roger Morris, that Bill Clinton's success in politics owes a lot to his early connection to the CIA.  (See Does Yale Hold the Key?)  

The Times also confirms our suspicions about the provenance of many of the "readers'" inquiries that "Walter Scott" responded to: "Although it was known that Mr. Shearer wrote many of the questions, Derek Shearer insists they were composites."

The Washington Post's May 20, 2009, death notice for Shearer's daughter, Brooke, tells us even more: "Brooke Lloyd Shearer was born July 28, 1950, in Los Angeles, where her family's home was once described by The Washington Post as 'a kind of salon for political types and West Los Angeles' tennis-playing intelligentsia'," confirming what the The Times had told us before.

We also learn that Brooke's husband was the political heavy-hitter and globalist, Strobe Talbott, and that in 2001 they began work "at programs affiliated with Yale University."  She founded the Yale World Fellows program, which brings young leaders from around the world to study briefly at Yale (and to be recruited?), while he was head of the Yale Center for the Study of Globalization.  Talbott had roomed with fellow Rhodes Scholar Bill Clinton at Oxford and had been a friend of Brooke's older brother, Derek, at Yale.  Derek, for what it is worth, is currently a professor and Director of Global Affairs at Occidental College.  Unmentioned in the article is the fact that, like both major party candidates for president in 2004, George W. Bush and John Kerry, Talbott was a member of the secret society Skull and Bones.  We hardly need to be reminded that Bill and Hillary Clinton met when they were students at Yale Law School.

Closing the Parade-Shearer family-Yale-CIA circle is Brooke's work during the Clinton administration as a private investigator for the Investigative Group International, headed by Terry Lenzner.  Lenzner defended the head of the CIA's notorious mind control operation known as MK-ULTRA, Sidney Gottlieb, before the Church Committee in the 1970s.  No, Lenzner didn't go to Yale; he went to Harvard.

This article was updated on May 21, 2009.


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