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from The Spotlight Magazine
From Staff Reports
The Bilderberg, the highest echelon of the global financial and political elite, recently met at the Canadian Imperial Bank of Commerce Leadership Center (nicknamed the "Bohemian Grove of Canada" ) on the outskirts of King City, a suburb of Toronto.
At the meeting, which lasted from May 30 to June 2, the Bilderberg discussed global control of the air, water and public health, as well as the possible multi-billion dollar sale of the Canadian government-owned electric utility Ontario Hydro, according to informed sources quoted by The Spotlight.
As usual, the mainstream media completely ignored the event. This was not surprising, since many media power brokers regularly attend the meetings, including representatives of the major TV networks and the New York Times.
However, this year one major Canadian newspaper shattered the wall of silence in a spectacular fashion. The Toronto Star, one of the few remaining independent newspapers in Canada, ran a front page story on May 30 under the headline "Black Plays Host to World Leaders."
John Deverell, a Toronto Star business reporter, broke the story, based on a detailed news release from the Toronto-based New World Order Intelligence Update. Among the more than 100 attendees from around the world, Deverell listed U.S. Defense Secretary William Perry, Prime Minister Jean Chretien, Henry Kissinger, the queens of Netherlands and Spain "as well as other business, political and academic elite."
"For 42 years," Deverell reported, "the secretive organization has devoted itself to strengthening the Atlantic military alliance and economies... The guest list and agenda for the four-day conference are secret."
According to media magnate and permanent Bilderberg member Conrad Black, the ban on reporters "makes discussion more intimate and candid. There are no massive indiscretions, but the exchanges can be quite heated." This is a polite way of saying that members can secretly speak their minds about whatever grandiose schemes of world conquest they envision themselves as having the divine right to execute, without fearing that their words will ever be heard by the public.
This tactic is very similar to the Non-Attribution Rule used at Council on Foreign Relations meetings, which prevents statements made by attendees from being reported in the media. Many media CEOs, news anchors and influential members of the press fill seats in the CFR.
The Bilderberg and the New World Order
As far as global politics and finance go, the Bilderberg is the top of the pyramid, the all-seeing eye gazing upon the construction of a New World Order . This one-world system of governance, lurking in the shadows cast by flowery language about our new "global village," will transfer nearly all economic and political power into the hands of a small group of the world elite.
According to Bilderberg's draft document of 1989, "Bilderberg takes its name from the Bilderberg Hotel in Oosterbeek, Holland, where the first meeting took place in May 1954. That pioneering meeting grew out of the concern expressed by many leading citizens on both sides of the Atlantic that Western Europe and North America were not working together as closely as they should on matters of critical importance. It was felt that regular, off-the-record discussions would help create a better understanding of the complex forces and major trends affecting Western nations in the difficult post-war period."
According to Conrad Black, the Bilderberg "was set up in the mid-fifties by Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands.... [Meetings] normally include senior officials of the governments of all the countries represented, with a wide swath of enlightened business, academic, media and military leaders...."
Prince Bernhard gave the go-ahead, but the idea for the Bilderberg belonged to Joseph H. Retinger, a man who could make an appointment with the President of the United States just by picking up the telephone. In 1952, Retinger proposed a secret conference to Prince Bernhard which would involve the NATO leaders in an open and frank discussion on international affairs behind closed doors.
The Prince thought it was a grand idea, and they formed a committee to plan the conference. Berhhard briefed the Truman administration about the meeting in 1952, and although the idea was warmly embraced in the U.S., the first American counterpart group was not formed until the Eisenhower administration.
CIA Director General Walter Bedell Smith and C.D. Jackson were key players in organizing the American counterpart group, heavily influenced by the Rockefeller dynasty, whose Standard Oil holdings competed with Bernhard's Royal Dutch Petroleum. Hence, the interests of the oil industry were well-represented at Bilderberg meetings.
At early meetings of the Bilderberg, attendees expressed frustration with American politics, then in the throes of McCarthyism, whose nationalist ideology stood in the way of global planning. C. D. Jackson tried to quell their fears by saying, "Whether McCarthy dies by an assassin's bullet or is eliminated in the normal American way of getting rid of boils on body politics, I prophesy that by the time we hold our next meeting he will be gone from the American scene."
Bilderberg meetings are held in remote places, and attendees are encouraged to leave spouses and aides at home, to not use prepared texts, and to conduct discussions in English as much as possible.
Director and advisory board members include Gianni Agnelli of Fiat, Dwayne Andreas (controlling shareholder of Archer-Daniels Midland), Zbigniew Brzezinski (former national security advisor in the Carter administration), Lord Carrington (former British foreign and defense secretary and secretary-general of NATO), Andrew Knight (editor of the Economist), Richard Perle (former U.S. assistant secretary of National Defense and one of the champions of the Strategic Defense Initiative and Euro-missile deployment), Paul Volker (former Federal Reserve chairman), and George Will (U.S. conservative columnist and commentator), to name just a few.
"Providentially, the world became more accessible for me as Canada became less commodious," Conrad Black said in his biography, "A Life in Progress". "It was from Bilderberg that our company's eventual vocation as an international newspaper organization arose."
Critics of the Bilderberg say that the secret group:
Sources:
Carrington, Peter (Great Britain) Former Chairman of the Board, Christie's International plc; Former Secretary General, NATO Honorary Secretary General for Europe and Canada
Halberstadt, Victor (Netherlands) Professor of Public Economics, Leiden University Honorary Secretary General for U.S.A.
Yost, Casimir A. (USA) Director, Institute for the Study of Diplomacy, School of Foreign Service, Georgetown University, Washington D.C.
Agnelli, Giovanni (Italy) Honorary Chairman, Fiat S.p.A.
Ahtisaari, Martti President of the Republic of Finland
Allaire, Paul A. (USA) Chairman, Xerox Corporation
Andreas, Dwayne (USA) Chairman, Archer-Daniels-Midland Company
Åslund, Anders (Sweden) Senior Accociate, Carnegie Endowment for International Peace
Axworthy, Lloyd (Canada) Minister for Foreign Affairs
Balsemao, Francisco (Portugal) Pinto Professor of Communication Science, New University, Lisbon; Chairman, IMPRESA, S.G.P.S.; Former Prime Minister
Barnevik, Percy (Sweden) President and Chief Executive Officer, ABB Asca Brown Boveri Ltd.
Bentsen, Lloyd M. (USA) Former Secretary of the Treasury; Partner, Verner Liipferi Bernhard McPherson and Hand, Chartered
Bernabe, Frasco (Italy) Managing Director and CEO, Ente Nazionale Idrocarburi
Bertram, Christoph (Germany) Diplomatic Correspondent, Die Zeit; Former Director International Institute for Strategic Studies
Beyazit, Selahaltin (Turkey) Director of Companies
Bildt, Carl ("International") The High Representative
Black, Conrad M. (Canada) Chairman, The Telegraph plc
Bolkenstein, Frits (Netherlands) Parleamentary Leader VVD (Liberal Party)
Bottelier, Piefer P. ("International") Chief of Mission, The World Bank, Resident Mission in China
Bryan, John H. (USA) Chairman and CEO, Sara Lee Corporation
Buckley, Jr., William F. (USA) Editor-at-Large, National Revie
Carras, Costa (Great Britain) Director of Companies
Cartellieri, Ulrich (Germany) Member of the Board, Deutsche Bank, A.G.
Carvajal Urquijo, Jaime (Spain) Chairman and General Manager, Iberfomento
Chretien, Jean (Canada) Prime Minister
Collomb, Bertrand (France) Chairman and CEO, Lafarge
Corzine, Jon S. (USA) Senior Partner and Chairman, Goldman Sachs & Co.
Cotti, Flavio (Switzerland) Minister for Foreign Affairs
Dam, Kenneth W. (USA) Max Pam Professor of American and Foreign Law, The University of Chicago Law School
David, George (Great Britain) Chairman, Hellenic Bottling Company S.A.
Davignon, Etienne (Belgium) Executive Chairman, Societe Generale de Belgique; Former Vice Chairman of the Commission of the European Communities
Drouin, Marie-Josee (Canada) Executive Director, Hudson Institute of Canada
Eaton, Fredrik S. (Canada) Chairman, Executive Committee, Eaton's of Canada
Ellemann-Jensen, Uffe (Denmark) Member of Parliament
Ercel, Gazi (Turkey) Governor, Central Bank of Turkey
Feldstein, Martin S. (USA) President, National Bureau of Economic Research
Fischer, Stanley ("International") First Deputy Managing Director, International Monetary Fund
Flood, A.L. (Canada) Chairman, Canadian Imperial Bank of Commerce
Freeman, Jr., Chas. W. (USA) Former Assistant Secretary of Defense for International Security; Chairman of the Board, Projects International Associates, Inc.
Garton Ash, Timothy (Great Britain) Fellow of St. Antony's College, Oxford
Gigot, Paul (USA) Washington Columnist, The Wall Street Journal
Gonensay, Emre (Turkey) Minister for Foreign Affairs
Gotlieb, Allan E. (Canada) Former Ambassador to the United States of America
Griffin, Anthony G.S. (Canada) Honorary Chairman and Director, Guardian Group
Harris, Michael (Canada) Premier of Ontarion
Haussmann, Helmut (Germany) Member of Parliament, Free Democratic Party
Hoegh, Westye (Norway) Chairman of the Board, Leif Hoegh & Co. A.S.A.; Former President, Norwegian Shipowners' Association
Holbrooke, Richard (USA) Former Assistant Secretary for European Affairs
Huyghebaert, Jan (Belgium) Chairman, Almanij-Krediet-bank Group
Iloniemi, Jaakko (Finland) Managing Director, Centre for Finnish Business and Policy Studies; Former Ambassador to the United States of America
Job, Peter (Great Britain) Chief Executive, Reuters Holding PLC
Jordan, Jr., Vernon E. (USA) Senior Partner, Akin, Gump, Strauss, Hauer & Feld, LLP (Attorneys-at-Law)
Jospin, Lionel (France) First Secretary of the Socialist Party; Former Ministre d'Etat
Karner, Dietrich (Austria) Chairman of the Managing Board, Erste Allgemeine-Generali Aktiengelsellshaft
Kissinger, Henry R. (USA) Former Secretary of State; Chairman, Kissinger Associates; Inc.
Knight, Andrew (Great Britain) Non Executive Director, News Corporation
Kohnstamm, Max ("International") Senior Fellow, European Policy Centre, Brussels; Former Secretary General, Action Committee for Europe; Former President, European University Institute
Kothbauer, Max (Austria) Deputy Chairman, Creditanstalt-Bankverein
Kravis, Henry R. (USA) Founding Partner, Kohlberg Kravis Roberts & Co.
Lauk, Kurt (Germany) Member of the Board, Veba A.G.
Lellouche, Pierre (France) Foreign Affairs spokesman, Rassemblement pour la Republique
Levy Lang, Andre (France) Chairman of the Board of Management, Banque Paribas
Lord, Winston (USA) Assistant Secretary for East Asian and Pacific Affairs
Marante, Margarida (Portugal) TV Journalist
Martin, Paul (Canada) Minister of Finance
Matlock, Jack F. (USA) Former U.S. Ambassador to the U.S.S.R.
Maystadt, Philippe (Belgium) Vice-Prime Minister, Minister of Finance and Foreign Trade
McHenry, Donald F. (USA) Research Professor of Diplomacy and International Affairs, Georgetown University
Melkert, Ad P.W. (Netherlands) Minister for Social Affairs and Employment
Monks, John (Great Britain) General Secretary, Trades Union Congress (TUC)
Montbrial, Thierry (France) de Director, French Institute of International Relations; Professor of Economics, Ecole Polytechnique
Monti, Mario ("International") Commissioner, European Communities
Her Majesty the Queen of the Netherlands
Nunn, Sam (USA) Senator (D-GA.)
Olechowski, Andrzej (Poland) Chairman of the Supervisory Board, Bank Handlowy W. Warszawie S.A.; Former minister for Foreign Affairs
Ostry, Sylvia (Canada) Chairman, Centre for International Studies, University of Toronto
Pangalos, Theodoros G. (Greece) Minister for Foreign Affairs
Perry, William J. (USA) Secretary of Defense
Petersen, Jan (Norway) Parliamentary Leader, Conservative Party
Podhoretz, Norman (USA) Editor, Commentary
Pury, David (Switzerland) Director of Companies; Former Co-Chairman of the ABB Group and former Ambassador for Trade Agreements
Rifkind, Malcolm (Great Britain) Foreign Secretary
Robertson, Simon (Great Britain) Chairman, Kleinwort Benson Group plc
Rockefeller, David (USA) Chairman, Chase Manhattan Bank International Advisory Committee
Rogers, Edward S. (Canada) President and CEO, Rogers Communications, Inc.
Roll, Eric (Great Britain) Senior Advisor, SBC Warburg
Ruggiero, Renato ("International") Director General, World Trade Organization; Former Minister of Trade
Sahlin, Mona (Sweden) Member of Parliament
Schrempp, Jurgen F. (German) Chairman of the Board of Management, Daimler-Benz AG
Schwab, Klaus ("International") President, World Economic Forum
Seidenfaden, Toger (Denmark) Editor-in-Chief Politiken A/S
Sheinkman, Jack (USA) Chairman of the Board, Amalgamated Bank
Sommaruga, Cornelio (Switzerland) President, International Committee of the Red Cross
Soros, George (USA) President, Soros Fund Management
Her Majesty the Queen of Spain
Stephanopoulos, George (USA) Senior Advisor to the President
Strubo, Jurgen (Germany) CEO, BASF Aktiengesellschaft
Suranyi, Gyorgy (Hungary) President, National Bank of Hungary
Sutherland, Peter D. (Ireland) Chairman and Managing Director, Goldman Sachs International; Former Director General, GATT and WTO
Tabaksnlat, Morris (Netherlands) Chairman of the Board, Unilever N.V.
Taylor, J. Martin (Great Britain) Chief Executive, Barclays Bank plc
Trotman, Alexander J. (USA) Chairman, Ford Motor Company
Veltroni, Valter (Italy) Editor, L'Unita
Vitorino, Antonio (Portugal) Deputy Prime Minister and Minister of Defence
Voschherau, Henning (Germany) Mayor of Hamburg
Vranitzky, Franz (Austria) Federal Chancellor
Vuursteen, Karel (Netherlands) Chairman of the Board, Heineken N.V.
Wallenberg, Marcus (Sweden) Executive Vice President, Investor AB
Weiss, Stanley A. (USA) Chairman, Business Executive for National Security, Inc.
Whitehead, John C. (USA) Former Deputy Secretary of State
Wilson, L.R. (Canada) Chairman, President and CEO, BCE Inc.
Wolfensohn, James D. ("International") President, The World Bank; Former President and CEO, James D. Wolfensohn, Inc.
Wolff von Amerongen, Otto (Germany) Chairman and CEO of Otto Wolff GmbH
Wolfowitz, Paul Dean (USA) Nitze School of Advanced International Studies; Former Under Secretary of Defense for Policy
Yanez-Barnuovo, Juan A. (Spain) Permanent Representative of Spain to the UN
Orange, H.R.H. the Prince of
Philippe, H.R.H. Prince
Micklethwait, John (Great Britain) Business Editor, The Economist
Victor, Alice (USA) Executive Assistant, Rockefeller Financial Services, Inc.
(Source: -SPOTLIGHT -Special Bilderberg Issue- 1996) see links on this page
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Text PRESIDENT CLINTON'S SCHEDULE .......
EVENT: VICE PRESIDENT GORE'S SCHEDULE............
EVENT: SECRETARY OF STATE CHRISTOPHER'S SCHEDULE................
EVENT: SECRETARY OF DEFENSE PERRY'S SCHEDULE
SUBJECT: Secretary of Defense William J. Perry is scheduled to address the Bilderberg Conference, a group composed of individuals both in and out of government who meet to discuss such topics as foreign affairs and international economy.
FNS DAYBOOK for FRIDAY, MAY 31, 1996 Page 2 WHITE HOUSE AND ADMINISTRATION LOCATION: Washington -- May 31 CONTACT: 703-695-0192
Thu May 30 22:18:53 1996
Press Advisory: No. 179-P
Secretary of Defense William J. Perry will depart Washington, D.C. tomorrow, May 30, 1996 for Toronto, Ontario. While there, the Secretary is scheduled to meet with Canadian Minister of Defense David Collenette. The following morning, he will address the Bilderberg Conference, a group composed of individuals both in and out of government who meet to discuss such topics as foreign affairs and international economy.
Prior to returning to Washington on Saturday, June 1, Secretary Perry will give the commencement address at West Point, N.Y. Point of contact there is Ms. Andria Hamburger, deputy public affairs officer, 914-938-3808.
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http://www.defenselink.mil/news/May1996/p052996_p179-96.html
One-worlders have been telling a few interested people what happened inside the secretive halls of Bilderberg this year. This is a departure from past practice, perhaps to dispel some of the unwanted, and largely negative publicity focused on this year's meeting. This year it was held in King City, and was heavily covered by the the media in Canada, thanks to alerts from The SPOTLIGHT. You are some of the first to hear these comments from American insiders.
EXCLUSIVE TO THE SPOTLIGHT
BY TRISHA KATSON Published in The Spotlight, Volume XXII, No. 25, June 24,1996
Although media guests won't talk about it, not all participants at the Bilderberg conference near Toronto are adhering strictly to traditional ground rules that preclude attendees from talking to the press.
Jack Sheinkman, chairman of the board of Amalgamated Bank, said he raised plenty of questions about a variety of subjects.
Sheinkman, a Bilderberg Steering Committee member, said he has attended 10 Bilderberg annual meetings and that the conferences are not just inconsequential gab fests.
"In some cases discussions do have an impact and become policy," he said. "The idea of a common European currency was discussed several years back before it became policy. We had a discussion about the U.S. establishing formal relations with China before [former President Richard] Nixon actually did it."
The King City conference focused mostly on foreign policy issues, Sheinkman said. This included "how to proceed in Yugoslavia, developments in Russia and China, political elections in the U.S., and the outlook for the Maastricht [Treaty]," establishing a common currency and market in Europe, better known as the European Union.
"[Henry] Kissinger chaired a panel of what is happening in Israel and the impact on American foreign policy," he added. "There were interventions from people in the U.S. and Canada who either commented or questioned panelists." The banker said there were also "opportunities for informal interchanges."
Sheinkman said he brought up the rights of workers around the globe. The idea of management working with unions, rather than opposing each other, was encouraged he said. Many conferees denounced Pat Buchanan who is perceived as someone who "wants trade killed." "I am not opposed to [international free] trade per se," Sheinkman said. "{But], the multinationals go offshore and put pressure on our domestic workers. Henry Ford believed you could pay workers five dollars a day so they could buy the products they were making."
Alice Victor, executive assistant of Rockefeller Financial Services, was also at the meeting in King City, Ontario. "There may be an interest by the American people" about what happens at Bilderberg meetings, she said, but "that's a moot point. It was formed for the purpose of having off-the-record meetings."
She saw the Toronto Star's coverage, including its publication of the meeting guest list. "They saw people arrive, whoever they saw landing at the airport, but they weren't given a list.
Published in The Spotlight, Volume XXII, No. 25, June 24,1996, see links on this page
By Daniel Estulin
Online Journal Contributing Writer
http://www.onlinejournal.com/Special_Reports/071905Estulin/071905estulin.html
Editor's Note: Daniel Estulin and his family were expelled from the Soviet Union on March 23, 1980, for anti-Soviet activity. His father, Isaak Estulin, a prominent scientist and a dissident, spent 3½ years in prison for seeking freedom of speech for his fellow citizens. Fearing for his life for his daring exposes of corruption, manipulation and power grabbing, Estulin has voluntarily exiled himself to Spain. His dramatic personal stories are a rare look behind the scenes at how the most powerful secret society in the world has tried to stop one of the most determined men in the world from discovering its secrets.
July 19, 2005-Thirty-five kilometres north-northwest of downtown Toronto is located a $60 million CIBC Leadership Centre in the pristine town of King City, which was the site of the 1996 Bilderberg conference.
The CIBC retreat resort is actually outside King City, in King Township-a region of large, expensive horse farms, where members of the British Royal Family are hosted on their private visits to Canada. This marvelous centre, privately owned by one of Canada's main banks-Canadian Imperial Bank of Commerce sits on over five kilometers of nature trails through forested terrain and rolling hills. It is no wonder that the Bilderbergers had decided on this exquisite location. From spa facilities and services featuring massage and skin-care/aesthetic treatments, saunas, and steam-rooms to a unique 200-meter in-door fully heated track suspended roughly two meters above the ground, to an in-door and out-door swimming and whirlpools, the CIBC Leadership Centre is located near numerous golf courses, riding stables, hiking and cycling routes, museums and other recreation sites. En fin, there was little chance that the Bilderbergers would get bored.
The Toronto media and news services were first alerted to this meeting by a series of faxes, phone calls and memos from Jim Tucker and myself, especially after it became known to me from deep undercover sources within the meeting that the 1996 conference was to be used as a staging ground for the imminent break up of Canada through a Unilateral Declaration of Independence in Quebec in early 1997, intended to fragment Canada with the aim of achieving Continental Union with the U.S. by 2000, pushed back to 2005 and now to 2007.
As a general rule, Bilderberg meetings are never mentioned in the media, since the mainstream press is fully-owned by the Bilderbergers. The veil of secrecy was torn off on May 30, 1996, the first day of the conference, by a front-page story in one of Canada's most widely read and influential newspapers, the Toronto Star.
Under the headline "BLACK PLAYS HOST TO WORLD LEADERS," John Deverell, a business reporter for the newspaper, noted that not only had Canadian publisher [Lord] Conrad Black offered $295 million to gain control of Canada's largest newspaper chain and weathered the subsequent annual meeting of his Hollinger Inc, but that-to cap his week-" . . . he's now the host for a four-day closely guarded meeting of world leaders and royalty just north of Toronto."
Deverell named some of the more than 100 hand-picked attendees from around the world, from the list we supplied him with, as "U.S. Defence Secretary William Perry; Prime Minister Jean Chretien of Canada; former U.S. Secretary of State Henry Kissinger; Giovanni Agnelli, Honorary Chairman of Fiat; Paul Martin, Canada's actual Prime Minister and the then Finance Minister; Mario Monto, European Commissioner; David Rockefeller of Chase Manhattan Bank; George Soros, the Prince of Belgium, the queens of the Netherlands and Spain, as well as other business, political and academic elite."
Another article in the Toronto Sun, headlined "Big Hitters Gather: Vast Array Of International VIP's Talk Things Over At Secretive Bilderberg '96 In King City," noted that "[Conrad] Black, media baron and chairman of Hollinger Inc., and other permanent members of the group, are unhappy at suggestions by extremists of the left and right that the private event is part of a system of secret government."
This was the first time in the history of the Bilderberg Conferences that a major newspaper has ever scrutinized them in such a fashion. Normally, Bilderberg meetings are not even mentioned in the major media. Bilderbergers are not accustomed to having to provide explanations to anyone, particularly since certain of their members own or control major metropolitan newspapers, newspaper chains and wire services.
However, 1996 was no ordinary conference and Canada is no ordinary country. When the principal news outlets began checking our information through their government and private sources, it became clear that Canada, one of the world's wealthiest and most beautiful countries was to be ruthlessly partitioned by the Bilderbergers and the New World Order.
Bilderbergers should have known that when one's freedom is at stake, no amount of ownership of the press was to have prevented editors, copy editors, writers, secretaries and investigative journalists of Canada's television, radio and printed press from disseminating the truth for public consumption. What the Bilderbergers imagined being a trickle quickly turned into a flood and an avalanche that swept everyone of them off their feet. Only at the 1999 Bilderberg conference in Sintra, Portugal, did the Bilderbergers relax the extraordinary security measures that followed in the footsteps of their worst defeat, the 1996 conference in Toronto, Canada.
At 7:45 on the morning of May 30, 1996, 680-NEWS´ legendary radio journalist Dick Smythe, with the biggest metro Toronto audience, carried the following report which was re-aired at intervals as part of their news schedule.
Dick Smythe: "Well, this sounds like the plot of a conspiracy movie, as the world's movers and shakers meet in secret. Conrad Black is holding his annual Bilderberg Conference. Here's 680's Karen Parsons . . .
Parsons: "About 100 notables, including the Queens of the Netherlands and Spain, along with Henry Kissinger, the U.S. Defence Secretary William Perry and our Prime Minister, have gathered for the conference. Also along, the heads of Ford Motor Company, Xerox, the Bank of Commerce and Reuters. Black says there is a ban on reporters, so discussion will be intimate and candid. He says 'exchanges can often be quite heated.' Participants are required to take a vow of silence. Last year's conference was held in three mountaintop luxury hotels in Switzerland. This year, it's at a $60 million dollar luxury spa in King City."
Canadian Press also distributed a brief report on the previously-secret meeting, which was published by, among other newspapers, the Toronto Sun, with over 350,000 subscribers.
The press coverage became so intense that Kissinger was overheard by one of the staff reporters screaming at the Canadian Prime Minister, Jean Chretien that "he will be damned if someone was going to screw this for him." David Rockefeller pulled Conrad Black aside during a break to ask him if he could "lean" on some people in the press to get them to "shut up about this?" The now disgraced and bankrupt Conrad Black was in way over his head. These boys, you see, are like schoolyard bullies. If you push back, they are at a loss for what to do.
I doubt that David Rockefeller, the billionaire banker, or Henry Kissinger, the consummate politician, or Conrad Black, the ultimate opportunist, or the plethora of kings and queens and their loyal subjects understand what freedom truly means to people who have never been enslaved.
Freedom and its loss . . . I seldom think of it during the intervals of our destiny. What am I doing chasing these people all over the world? With what objective? There must be a simpler way to earn a living. Except that I owe it to my dad . . .
April 19, 1975. This is the last time I saw my father alive, a big man in housecoat and slippers, looking at me from the photograph, my desperate eyes, the eyes of a 9-year-old child, scared, unable to image, to understand, not old enough to put myself in place of this bearded man, who only a few hours ago held me in his arms, but now is gone. Our memory . . . it is a rescue of the real from the uses the imagination might find for it. The intimacy of the moment, its silences, its heaviness . . . you, the reader, as an outsider, can share my feelings as long as you don't invade them.
My father was pronounced clinically dead for the first time 17 days later, that is on May 6, 1975. As a famous scientist and a man of great personal dignity and honor, he had spent his whole life fighting for the right of men to speak their mind. Perhaps, that isn't such an extraordinary thing in any country where freedom of speech forms part of a basic fiber of society. However, that was not the case in the old dictatorship of my country, the Soviet Union. He survived 17 days of brutal torture, 19 hours of pain per day multiplied by 17 days. Three hundred and twenty three hours of inhuman suffering, bestowed on him by the Soviet secret police. His testicles were crushed; right hand broken in eight places, one of his lungs was punctured from the dreadful blows he received from as many as five beasts who were beating him senselessly. I would like to tell you that he stood firm, that not a sound was heard from him, that he laughed at his assailants, that . . .
As I write these lines, oodles of tears are streaming down my face, in the name of that 9-year-old boy, in the name of that 40-year-old courageous man, in the name of a happy family destroyed. How much more pain do we want? How much more could we take?
As I bend over to pick up my broken pieces of recollection and proceed to carefully arrange them within accepted limits of physical time and space-30 years crumble between my fingers. My images of a scared child is a small monument to the fragility of hope, a futile attempt to use love to fend off the ghouls and dragons. How can I retain my privacy and have you accept my assertions?
Freedom and its loss . . . I seldom think of it during the intervals of our destiny. By that I mean that I didn't love my father in order to lose him. But I and you and we shall love our freedom most deeply if we are to lose it.
That photograph of my father still haunts me after all these years. My father survived the beatings and two clinical deaths, one in 1975 and the other two years later. My imagination moves beyond the flat world of a photograph which contains him and into the realm of the imagination. He is alive, he is alive because he moves, because he was alive at the moment that the memory resurrected him . . . but also dead-imagined people always are, already a memory.
Several days after his undeath, obituaries began to appear in the European press, . . . a renowned scientist dead at 40 . . . , scientist tortured to death . . . , dark clouds gather over inakomyesliesche movement as scientist dies of organ failure . . . , scientist in a coma . . .
Thinking back to the obituaries, to the sheets of newspaper, I think it is quite possible to see people as neither dead nor alive, but as mere paper. The joke I mean refers to our eagerness to leap from person to text, to forget the person for the text and the gossip, thereby acknowledging a kind death of the person, as if only the textual mattered to us. If textual is all that matters, then death becomes irredeemable, an endlessly discomposing face in the confines of our memory.
Could my obsession be an endless and futile effort, the impossibility of trying to reverse one's direction in time, of trying to walk not forward to the unfolding future but back into the barricaded past; all for the purpose of freeing the man from his undue suffering? But as hard as I try, I can never reach him because between reality itself and our limited consciousness or reality there is an enormous gulf. My imagination can never break the physical and metaphysical abyss that forever separates us. Since total reality is beyond our consciousness, we have not even a language that could express it. Consciousness, by the way, is something we each develop to the degree we feel and think for ourselves. Insofar as we merely accept the emotional and intellectual commonplaces of others, we remain dead.
So, Mr. Rockefeller, Mr. Black, Mr. Kissinger, the show is over. Easy, you know, does it, son. Let´s go, let's go. You sir, help that lady into her coat and let the door hit you on the backside. Wrong door, this show is not for you! Freedom, you know, must be zealously guarded against all intruders.
On June 1, "Big" Jim Tucker and I along with a small group of part-time Bilderberg chasers celebrated what was turning out to be an extraordinary success story. Every major newspaper in the country wanted an interview, television stations were constantly looking for updates, and radio stations were following us all over the city. We met at the Horseshoe Tavern on Queen Street-Toronto's version of New York's Soho district. The Horseshoe Tavern, now some 60 years old is one of the city's original live music venues, the legendary bar where Canadian singing legends Stompin' Tom, Blue Rodeo, The Tragically Hip and The Watchmen got their first break; this tavern is still the place to see the bands that put the word "road" in roadhouse. As an anecdote, it was the venue featured on "Live on MTV" in September 1997, when the Rolling Stones band began their No Security Tour with a 75-minute show.
Earlier in the day, I had received a phone call from one of my sources who wanted urgently to see me before the end of the conference the next day. We agreed to meet at Calatrava´s Galleria adjoining Canada Trust Tower, one of the most inconspicuous places in all of Toronto, precisely because of its immensity, with droves of tourist gawkers passing through the premises photographing and videotaping the sites and sounds of Toronto's premier architectural attraction.
To get there, I decided to walk through Kensington Market, a Toronto version of Madrid's Rastro, located just west of Chinatown that becomes an open-air market on Saturday-the busiest day of the week. If anyone had been following me, I would have surely lost them in this matrix of busy streets and densely packed crowds. The market originated during British settlement in the 1790s and has since undergone many permutations due to flurries of immigration that brought in people representing more than 30 cultural backgrounds. As I turned the corner, I could see my contact browsing the newspaper stand, a plastic bag in left hand, with the free hand holding a rolled up magazine.
After a chance eye contact, and without acknowledging each other's company, I moved silently towards the revolving entrance of the Tower, where a friend of mine working for the real estate developer had arranged a room on one of the top floors of the building, overlooking the city skyline. I got into an elevator, nervously glancing behind me. My contact was to follow me five minutes later. As I entered a fabulous suite, the splendor of one of North America's most beautiful cities opened up and stood majestically before me. Toronto's business district, unlike that of New York is relatively small and is concentrated within several blocks.
Much had been accomplished in these last several days. For once, we clearly had the upper hand on the Bilderbergers. Press coverage was tremendous; Kissinger was royally pissed off, a definitive good sign. The European royalty hardly could have complained about press coverage. To their chagrin, in this case, it was utterly unwanted. The diabolical plans for the eminent break up of my adoptive country were temporarily put on hold. What else could one hope to accomplish in such a short time span? Still, I knew that this was a temporary reprieve. That these people will be back, lessons learned and notes taken. They wanted to crush any resistance, to rule the unwilling world with or without their consent, by guns or butter.
From 240 meters above ground, the city stood still. I was shut off from the bustle and sounds of this great metropolis by sound-proof window. At that moment, once again, I felt on the outside looking in. Would all this make a difference? Will people wake up to the imminent danger? Or will this be an "exciting experience," "have a nice day, son" as a slow moving passer-by replied when I patiently explained to him who was there and what they, the Bilderbergers, were scheming.
My thoughts were interrupted by a discreet knock on the heavy, wooden door.
"Come in," I replied, only slightly raising my voice. The source, wearing leather gloves, slowly crossed the threshold that separated the lightly decorated hallway from the heavy art deco decoration of the suite. The source intuitively moved towards the window, contemplating momentarily the extraordinary view of downtown and the harbour front area surrounded by lakeside promenades and landscaped waterfront, pathways-this is where downtown Toronto meets the lake.
"You stopped them this time around," said the source contemplating every syllable as if even a slight alteration in the register might have transmitted a different meaning. "The break up of Canada will go ahead as planned. It is a matter of time."
"Maybe . . . ," I said. "All is well, for now, until the next close encounter. Between now and then, quite a few of them will have died of old age, decease and fortuitous accidents."
"Fortuitous? For whom?" replied the source. He pulled out of the magazine he was tightly gripping with his right hand, hand-written notes, or rather scribbles which I hardly could have deciphered on my own.
"I thought note taking wasn't allowed," I quipped, smiling a full smile at him.
"Note taking is discouraged, my friend," he corrected me.
I glanced at the page. The familiar steady hand of a fountain pen left a blotchy imprint here and there, but overall, I could understand it all. I knew too well the source's writing, his fainting T´s and crooked R´s, diligently drawn out within the confines of a lined paper. I reflected momentarily what this courageous person was risking in meeting me and handing me this priceless information. Why weren't there more people like this in the world? Perhaps, there are, we just don't know them or the personal quiet fight they are waging thousands of miles away.
"I have to go," the source uttered quietly without looking up.
I mechanically extended my open hand in the direction of the source. Just as the source was about to meet my waiting hand with its outstretched palm, I lunged towards the source and gave him a bear hug.
"I won't waste your time thanking you because no amount of thanks can be enough for what you have been doing for us."
The source looked up." I have to leave."
"We'll leave as we have come up," I said, "in five minute intervals. I'll go down first."
"Don't you worry. I left my car in the underground parking. We can take the elevator down together," replied the source.
The source pulled on his leather gloves and pressed the designer metal elevator button. The blue light shone through its transparent surface. I could hear the whooshing sounds of the hydraulic lift speeding towards us from the bowels of the building at six levels per second. I turned to my source.
"When will I see you next?" With the sound of the bell, the doors opened. I took a step forward.
"Watch out!!!" screamed the source, grabbing at my arm and violently pulling it toward him. I mechanically looked at the elevator. In front of me, a chilling spectacle of an empty elevator shaft with certain death some 200 metres below awaiting me had the source not had the reflexes to pull me back from the abyss. I shuddered all over. A cold chill ran up and down my spine.
"The floor," I muttered, "Where is the floor?"
"We have to get out of here, now!" said the source. "Someone has jimmied the system. They have been expecting you!"
"Listen," said the source, "don't take the elevator. It isn't safe. Walk down the stairs and call the police. When they get here, I'll take advantage of the moment and take the elevator down to the garage. Go! Do it now!"
I skipped down the stairs two-by-two, pulling myself around the corners in short jerks with the wrist of my hand to get around the bend. My heart raced, as a result of a near-death experience and trying to tackle 200 metres of height in the shortest possible time. On one of the lower floors, I could hear the garbled voice of an immigrant security guard climbing the stairs towards me.
" . . . er, . . . ter, . . . mister, sir. Are you all right? What happened? I was called on the intercom on the second floor . . . someone manually to made elevator stop . . . only in emergency can to do this . . ."
I grabbed the man's forearm. "Could you please, call the police as quickly as you can?" I said, catching my breath in between every word.
The man pulled out his walkie-talkie. I could hear a high-pitched voice coming through from the other end of the line. I ran on. Five, four, three, two, one, ground level. I pushed open the heavy metal doors that opened on the main lobby. Two police cruisers were already parked outside. The first onlookers were beginning to gather on the other side of the revolving entrance doors.
"Are you the man who got stuck in the elevator?" said the Toronto police constable, pointing at me with his fat index and middle finger.
"Not exactly," I muttered shaking my head in disbelief. "I was about to enter into an elevator that was missing its principle component, that is the floor."
The cop gave a short cry. His short companion with sharp features, clipped moustache and hairy wrist looked over.
"You know, son, you are very lucky to be alive." The policeman stood with his knees slightly opened, his toes pointing outwards, holding his elbow between his thumb and his index finder.
"Only blind people survive these situations. A blind man would never step into an elevator without checking to see if the floor is there. We, however, take it for granted that its there. This is why it is a miracle that you survived. When the mafia wants someone rubbed out, this is one of their preferred methods."
June 1, 1996. I was about to turn 30. Too young to die. "Fuck them," I thought. This is far from over. We can still win this. I gave the pertinent details to the constable who incredulously looked at me from time to time . . . his eyes resting on the lower part of my face as if he were lip reading. The security guard with the impeccably bald and slightly chipped head asked me once again if I was all right. Several people on the sidewalk recalled having seen a stocky man in his 40s walking out of the building some five minutes before the police arrived. A police van and two policemen on motorcycles arrived. Yes, yes, the show had begun. It was the crowd's turn to take centre stage.
The wrong people remembered the right things and vice versa. A fat lady, who refused a chocolate candy because "she was on a diet," one of those colourful people who kept all she ever owned in her voluminous handbag, gave a lurid account of how she saw someone or rather something, with layers of newspapers wrapped on their feet storm or rather walk or perhaps stumble, no rather shuffle out at great speed. A street violinist remembered two men carrying a medium sized piano out of the building. A young lady with a poodle . . . but it is useless to recount all the misadventures of what these people might have seen or if they were even close enough to the vicinity of the crime to witness anything, unless their hopes were to somehow, to participate. Yes, yes, and participate they did, that large crowd of well-wishers and on-lookers and gawkers and charlatans. Put the pen away. The show is over. You sir, downstage, put your glasses back on! Officer, stop scribbling into your pad! Ladies and gentlemen, please could I have you all put your personal belongings back into your imaginary suitcases and leave the premises! The show is over!
The tramp stuck a half-eaten cigar into his mouth. A thin dapperish man with L-shaped sideburns, slowly walked by, pretending not to notice. Didn´t even turn his head! Two street hotdog vendors gloomily crossed the street, pushing their sausages over tram tracks, shooed away by the beat cop with a deprecatory shake of his sparsely populated head.
I walked out the other way, the same way I came in. That's it, easy does it, you know. The 1st of June is summer time in Andalusia, but here, in Toronto, summer was still two months away. A distinctly Russian man with a "hedgehog" haircut walked hand-in-hand with his lady complaining about someone named Vanya´s eating habits.
Close proximity to a majestic mountain is a mixed blessing, as someone once said, one is at once graced by the magnanimity of its pastures and the bounty of its slopes, and yet one can never see where one is sitting, under the shadow of what greatness, the embracing comfort of what assurance.
As a final thought, dear reader, remember: Our knowledge of history lends this tale a piquancy that can only come from watching people marching towards a tragedy that they could avoid if only they remembered the past.
Daniel Estulin is an award-winning investigative journalist who has been researching the Bilderbergers for over 13 years. Estulin was one of only two journalists in the world who witnessed and reported (from beyond the heavily guarded perimeter) the super secret meeting at the Dorint Sofitel Seehotel in Rottach-Egern, Munich, Bavaria, Germany, on May 5-8, 2005. He can be reached at d.estulin-at-ctconsultoria.com.
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