Pour, Pour, Mike Ruppert

Repost: “Poor Poor Mike Ruppert” written 9-16-2006
Mike Ruppert:
Egomaniac with an undeserved sense of importance
works himself into a corner from which the only escape is Venezuela.

“It’s funny. I can look back on a life of achievement, on challenges met, competitors bested, obstacles overcome. I’ve accomplished more than most men, and without the use of my legs. What…What makes a man, Mr. Lebowski?…Is it…is it, being prepared to do the right thing? Whatever the price? Isn’t that what makes a man?…Are you surprised at my tears, sir?…Strong men also cry…Strong men also cry.”
–from The Big Lebowski

Having known Mike Ruppert I find it quite funny (and sad) that, being as odious a human being as he truly is, there are a number of folks out there who continue to hold him aloft as some sort of modern-day Jesus — just as sinless, forgiving, and selfless as He who died on the cross for the sake of the world’s sins. Of course someone in Montana would not know how a man in Oregon comports himself, but there are other people who should know better. Then again, a subscriber to Ruppert’s website should, in my opinion, begin to have their doubts when one lame plea for donations — in addition to the sale of a great many products — follows another, and another, and another. And in light of some allegations that later turned out to be true (by Ruppert’s own admission) regarding inappropriate sexual behavior with a female employee (he took off his clothes and ran around the office in his underwear), I find it interesting that many people out there do not once stop to question his character.

The suspicious nature of the burglary that took place in his office is also another example that should be cause for Ruppert’s followers to second-guess their loyalty. Maybe it’s just sexy for one to think that the U.S. Government directly, or indirectly, perpetrated that crime. Maybe being a reader of FTW, in their minds, makes them somehow apart of the real-life Enemy Of The State movie that is Mike Ruppert’s supposed life. Of course these people don’t have all the information. Therefore, in the context of FTW, these poor souls are living in a fantasy world.

Mike Ruppert, without a doubt, is very good at portraying himself as being quite the benevolent soul. He’s “spiritual” and socially conscious. To paraphrase something he recently wrote on his blog, he cannot rest, or be happy, unless the world is a better place. He has sacrificed everything for the sake of us all. Now how can you not dig someone like that? The reality, however, is a little different.

For instance, it might interest some people that when Mike Ruppert moved to Ashland, Or., rather than live the simple, sustainable life (which was closer to what he had living in a one-bedroom apartment in LA), and grow his own tomatoes and lettuce outback of a simple, practical, wasteless, rural dwelling, he instead chose to live in a house. This house had no garden and he made no attempt to create one. Instead, he purchased a $4,000 leather couch, plus a high-quality entertainment center with all the bells and whistles. Rather than shop locally at the co-op, he bought his groceries at Albertson’s, to which he drove to and from in his gas-guzzling Ford Bronco. On the weekends he would go out to the bars and try to score tail (preferably very young tail) and to sing karaoke. Often he would frequent The Office, a strip club in Medford, Or.

“But wait,” someone might ask, “as a recovered alcoholic in the middle of an alcoholic drug den he would abstain, right?” Well…no. If only that had been the case then many embarrassing situations could have been avoided. Very quickly one could see how necessary AA was for Mike Ruppert, as he is a pathetic drunk. Of course, according to him, he has beaten the addiction, but then again, doesn’t that go against AA principles? So why does he cite his twenty years of 12-step work if he no longer walks the walk? It seems a little disingenuous to me. But that’s just my opinion and I could be wrong.

Back to the issue of sustainability: Wouldn’t it make sense to construct a simple, bare-bones operation that was fluid and flexible, yet secure? In speech, according to Ruppert, this would be the only way. In action, however, he committed the opposite action. Upon moving to Ashland, Mike Ruppert rented a large office space and pulled out all the stops with regard to purchases made to furnish and equip said office (yet, strangely enough, a security system was never brought up). He had dreams of commanding a large office staff that would revere him and be obsequiously at his disposal. He immediately hired an assistant (Woman #1), an attractive woman whom he met at a bar during his first week in town. This woman complained of not having enough work to do, as there really wasn’t much justification for Mike Ruppert having an assistant to begin with. But of course that wasn’t the actual reason Mike Ruppert had hired her. The real reason was carnal and she rebuffed advances from Ruppert on numerous occasions. When Ruppert’s other female employee (Woman #2) alleged sexual harassment and was fired for her trouble, Ruppert requested that his staff write statements to support his position on the matter. Woman #2, therefore, quit her job rather than write something that basically would have said that Mike Ruppert was innocent of any and all inappropriate behavior. In other words, she refused to lie.

The day before the alleged “burglary,” Ruppert was in his office all day long. This is not a fact that he has chosen to disclose in any of his writings about said topic. It is, however, a matter of police record and local knowledge. Of course, if one were to take Ruppert’s words at face value, one would think that he was somewhere else that entire day, as he already had a ready-made timeline for when the crime took place. He was “at home watching Deadwood,” right? That’s his alibi, along with the fact that his Bronco “sticks out like a sore thumb.” Right. If he was there all day on Sunday, as he normally was, would anyone notice? He would have all day to smash and trash his office.

Also, this has been said, but I’ll say it again: nothing was stolen. Doesn’t that seem odd? The gun that Mike Ruppert kept in his desk, which was right next to the tapes that Ruppert claims he made of the interactions between himself and his former, female employee, who claims to have been sexually harassed (which he has claimed was stolen by the thieves during the burglary – police record), was still there, after the fact. Nothing was stolen. Nothing other than the computers was damaged. Not even Ruppert’s “precious library,” or his pictures of his travels around the world, or his display of every FTW newsletter that hangs on the wall of the office’s conference room. No TV or other electrical device was damaged. Just enough damage was done to garner the sympathy needed to justify a little extra cash, as well as an office-wide computer upgrade (on computers that were 1-5 years old).

If this is supposed to be a crime of passion, let’s say; a crime committed by a disgruntled, drug-addled, former employee, then wouldn’t one think that the whole crime scene would be … just a little more colorful?

If the government did it – it being the “burglary” – then it’s kind of needlessly complex, no? It’s something they could have done all along, at any time. They wouldn’t have needed to throw in some agent(s) to infiltrate a small business run by a selectively paranoid man who doesn’t even think to install a simple security system, right? Granted, the burglary is much sexier than the “sabotage” committed by a former employee that later ended in a small claims court judgment on behalf of FTW… Right.

I mean, really…that’s some X-files shit right there!

It’s the worst friggin’ excuse for continuing “to be” that I’ve ever heard, yet a lot of people buy it. Basically, it’s like this: “Uh… yeah, the government is out to get to me because I speak the truth and they tell lies and stuff, and they’re bad, so they like, want to put me out of business… .And I know, like, they do a real half-assed job of it, and stuff, because, like, you know, they conspirisize and mastermind all over the world to control the world, and they’re evil, and they can bring down the World Trade Center and kill Kennedy, and get away with it, but they can’t bring down a simple, small business… that doesn’t even have a security system? I mean, I know that’s weird… . Seriously, they’re gonna kill me… -C-C-Can I have some money?”

I guess what it comes down to is this: think for yourselves. Stop looking for leaders and heroes. One step at a time, guys. Do your own research. There are people who have made significant life decisions based on what Mike Ruppert has said, especially when it comes to money – and we’re talking about a guy that can’t run a business and is up to his eyeballs in debt. Think for yourselves. Empower yourselves. Don’t trade in your status of being a sheep to the status quo for being a sheep to Mike Ruppert, or any other guru for that matter. If you’re not going to be a sucker when it comes to big corporations then don’t be a sucker when it comes to anything else. Think for yourselves.

The fact of the matter is that the police had only one suspect. The former, female employee that Ruppert speaks of was cleared early-on in the case and so was her friend. After that, the only one left was Mike Ruppert.

Shortly thereafter, he fled the country — coincidentally right before he was scheduled to take a lie-detector test with the Ashland Police Department.

Pure and simple, folks, it’s not a conspiracy and it never was. It at least wasn’t a conspiracy against Michael C. Ruppert. If you want to put so much importance on evidence then look at the evidence in this case — the actual evidence, the circumstantial evidence, the logical evidence. Quit giving the benefit of the doubt. It’s like you’re trading one evil for another — no different than someone who hears that Bush lied about WMD’s and says, “Well, he’s the President, I guess he knows what he’s doing…”

Just consider what I’m saying.

Think for yourselves.

Be Warned….

In the end, or at least during the last days of From The Wilderness (FTW) as it existed until the day of its demise in Ashland, Or., there wasn’t much room for ruddy, clueless optimism now that MCR had split town faster than a hooker leaves Salt Lake. Things were happening too quickly. Every day seemed to present a new set of problems, mostly having to do with money. Sales were falling dramatically, either due to IT failure or lack of customer interest. Either way it was going to shit.

Although MCR had surprised some, if not all, of his friends, by leaving the country, most remained loyal to him, and helped to the extent that they could. A few, like Carolyn Baker here to the right, was a dedicated follower of Ruppert’s going on six years. A very passionate woman, strong in her beliefs, toting a PhD she would write well-meaning tirades for FTW every once and a while. It went without saying that she was considered a chair holder in Mike Inner-Circle.

Here you can read her story about how she came to be editor in chief after Ruppert left the country. Basically, she went up for a visit and stay something like four months before deciding she’d had enough. Now that’s a friend: someone who will drop everything to help you. Suffice it to say this is no more. Below is an excerpt of the article referenced above, which is followed by her resignation letter. I do, however, suggest reading her entire story to gain a much fuller perspective — assuming that you just might be into this just as much as I am.

Excerpt from: “Samurai Sunrise: The Last Hours Before Mike Ruppert’s Departure From The United States,” Carolyn Baker writes:

“As I ponder his thirty years of harassment and attack by the U.S. government and the so-called progressives, ill-informed, who willingly join the chorus of defamation, I am most astonished by one thing: None of the attacks on Michael C. Ruppert have ever been delivered at the only level that really matters—the impeccably-researched, painstakingly-documented evidence that he has committed his life to delivering in the most ethical, thorough, fastidious, and intellectually sound manner. Little intelligence, critical thinking, or valor is required for National Enquirer-style cheap shots, lurid depictions, and ad homonym attacks. How do those begin to compare with the resolve of one human being to risk his life, his career, his financial security, and his reputation in order to uncover evidence which he has not only researched but onerously lived and experienced?”

As I just recently mentioned, Carolyn would go on to sing a different tune. So, without further ado, CAROYN BAKER’S RESIGNATION LETTER:

From: carolyn@*****.org
Sent: Saturday, November 04, 2006 10:55 AM
To: Mike Ruppert
Cc: admin@copvcia.com; Ken Levine; Mike Kane; Ray Kohlman; Jennakilt@aol.com; Marion ***; Spencer *****; KLevine***@********
Subject: FTW NO LONGER HAS AN EDITOR

To All Named In This Email:

Based on a plethora of unanswered questions about Mike Ruppert’s departure from the U.S. in July, the deplorable condition in which FTW’s finances were left by MCR, and no concrete, verifiable evidence that his life was ever in danger when he left, and given the abusive, unprofessional behavior displayed by Mike Ruppert since his departure toward the Ashland office staff and anyone who does not choose to agree with or serve his singular cause, I am no longer willing to serve as editor in any capacity, and I am not willing to post any further articles by anyone for any purpose and thereby collude in what appears to be the intentional, deliberate, well-orchestrated destruction of FTW by Mike Ruppert which began in July, 2006 and which any way you spin it IS A CRIME. That destruction is both tragic and profoundly unnecessary, and it is now the fait acompli that MCR accused the Ashland office of carrying out some weeks ago. Mike Ruppert has a few non-Ashland disciples left, and they will do his bidding for publishing his last article. If Spencer is still around and is willing to continue working another day for free, he will probably publish whatever self-serving drivel MCR wishes to post. This is just what you wanted, eh Mike, no writers left and now you can take what little money is left in FTW, plead for more, and run even farther away from the mess you created than you already are? I don’t give a rat’s ass what you say about me in your final article. Whether it is ugly or glowing, if you said it, it’s a lie.

Mike says he’s “too sick” to deal with my comments? Ever since I’ve known him, whenever there’s anything he doesn’t want to deal with, he’s “too busy”, “too stressed”, “too pre-occupied” with some project–usually one that he calls “the most important message of my life”– to deal with anything that he prefers not to deal with.

I do not wish to be associated in any manner with FTW and will from this point utilize my energy to pursue my personal career agenda. I will also do everything in my power to dissociate my name with Michael C. Ruppert. While I will continue to respect the writings and research of Mike Ruppert, he has proven himself to be devoid of integrity and inexorably incapable of taking ANY responsibility for his own behavior beyond making feigned amends and expressing feigned remorse which lasts, oh I would say, around five minutes. For his devotees, personal behavior is largely irrelevant, and on that issue, Karl Rove would ecstatically agree with them. Some would say “Fighting fascism isn’t pretty.” I don’t recall that any of us has asked for “pretty”. What we have asked for are fundamental qualities of human decency: accountability, truthfulness, integrity, and respect. Such a statement inherently implies that the end justifies the means and that it is OK to use fascist techniques to fight fascism, especially when one glibly laughs them off as “part of my German heritage.” An individual who excuses this kind of behavior has already lost his/her self, and may never get it back.Furthermore, I choose NOT to receive the library and research files from Marion . They are not my problem, nor will they “pay me off” and “shut me up”. Nor will I provide peace of mind for MCR so that he can know where they are. That would mean I would have to have further contact with him which I am not willing to have. I consider them the booby prize, the white elephant, or perhaps “hush money” for the hysterical, deceitful ride that Mike Ruppert has taken all of us on for the least four months. My paramount regret is that I chose to take the ride, but I congratulate myself for being able to stand back and see the madness and abysmal lack of integrity that I was facilitating with the best of intentions–you know, that thing that the road to hell is paved with. My hope is that those who continue to defend MCR will one day be able to stop compartmentalizing (i.e. “Sometimes he can be a real asshole but he’s so intelligent”) and open their eyes and understand the cult-leader characteristics of their hero, BEFORE not after, they drink the Kool Aid. I am humbled by the necessity of admitting that I speak from my own experience, having been a “cult member” for six years until my up close and personal experiences of the past four months blasted the blinders from my eyes. We all need heroes, sheroes, mentors, and guides, but there comes a time when we must “kill the Buddha” and become our own heroes, sheroes, mentors, and guides. Otherwise, we are actually worse off than the American sheeple we are supposedly working to awaken.

I especially want to acknowledge the Ashland staff: Marion, Spencer, Brendan, as well as Ken Levine for their stunning, mostly unpaid efforts, for the past three months in order to save a dying FTW. I wish all of us well as we extricate ourselves from intolerable toxicity and move on to pursue and enrich our personal and professional lives. For my part, I want to apologize to Marion, Brendan, Spencer, and Ken for taking so long see the forest for the trees, the “Truth & Lies” if you will, of Mike Ruppert. I have learned an enormous lesson in this experience about trust–who deserves it and who doesn’t.One last comment: Had the Pentagon, the White House, the Federal Reserve, and the Carlyle Group set out together to obliterate FTW, they could not have been more successful than Mike Ruppert has been. Mike Ruppert’s intentional destruction of FTW has been a gargantuan betrayal of his readers, subscribers, supporters, employees, and worst of all, a heinous betrayal of the resistance in the United States . Please remove me from all discussions of the fate of FTW and Mike Ruppert.

Carolyn Baker

Mike’s response lisped and stuttered mercilessly as he chucked one sterile threat after another at Carolyn. It’s hard to imagine that at one recent point during this time she and Mike cuddled on Mike’s $5,000, sustainable-living leather sofa in Ashland, eating pizza and watching movies. Again, I might not be able to stop myself from adding a comment or two.

From: Mike Ruppert [mailto:stgeorge119@gmail.com]
Sent: Sunday, November 05, 2006 8:18 AM
To: Michael KaneCc: carolyn@carolynbaker.org; FTW Admin: Brendan; Ken Levine; Ray Kohlman; Jennakilt@aol.com; Marion Black; Spencer Merkel; KLevine641@aol.comSubject:

Re: FTW NO LONGER HAS — A word on libel and message for Spencer

Enough bullshit, Carolyn.

Even within a small group like this, libel can is a legal issue if it is intended to unfairly cause damage or harm to a personal reputation or harm corporate interests. In a corporate environment like this, where assets are at stake, I think the laws might be even stronger. After all the laws always favor corporations, don´t they? Of course if you were to publish such crap or even circulate it through emails as you suggested (easily discoverable via subpoena) it would a dead-bang, open and shut case of libel.

Ray Kohlman frequently visits New Mexico and can file suit against you there. You would have to get a lawyer and the first thing your lawyer would ask for is your PROOF — proof like I put in Rubicon. I know proof. I have never been sued. Whoever led you down this primrose path, fed you bullshit and manipulated you will NEVER step forward to back you up.

They will leave you twisting because you were the only person stupid enough to put all these accusations in writing and sign your name to it. You were the perfect patsy. After you´ve explained to your lawyer what ¨evidence¨ you have his only possible advice to you would be: ¨Settle¨, ¨Settle now¨. You absultely were used. But it sure wasn´t by me.

Marion has indicated that there is a trust settlement offer. Ray had begun the process of confirming this. Soon he´ll be able to start executing on my behalf. I´m already personally trashed, my company is destroyed, so I don´t give a rat´s ass what people will say. I am ¨radioactive¨ as they say, but I am not dead. I can still move and that makes me dangerous. (And I’m sure that you’d agree that none of this could be constued as a threat, right Mike?)

I will get medical help and may have to return to the states to get quick access to the Trust. Who cares anymore? It would take only a very small portion of that to sue your ass off in New Mexico (In my opinion, I think it’ll take about a year, or a year and a half for ol’Mike to blow his wad). You have done more damage than you can possibly know to someone who has NEVER lied to you and an organization you professed to love. You were stupid enough to sign your name to these messages and I seriously doubt if you´ll have the common sense to ponder what a serious legal sling you have just put yourself in.

Be warned.

Five Points In Support of the Ruppert-Did-It Theory

1) The day after the burglary was committed Mike Ruppert (MCR) had a ready-made story for the cops, his employees, his friends, and his readers. There was no need do an investigation because he already knew who did it, and why. (Of course the story, as well as the i.d. of the perpetrator(s) has changed numerous times over the past few years.) But at the beginning of what would be a long, strange ride, MCR named the culprit to be a recently-fired ex-employee, with whom he had a huge axe to grind due her allegation that he had on many occasions sexually harassed her. MCR had also tried to blame the same ex-employee for  egging of his house one week before the burglary (I only question his story regarding the egging purely because his story, yet again and again, kept evolving to suit his needs.) Without any proof that this woman or her friends had anything to do with said crime (as all alibis checked out), MCR had made up his mind. Later, over the months and eventually, the years MCR would go on to say that the Shadow Government had something to do with it, along with the help of a lot of other people (mostly ex-employees), including yours-truly.

2) Unknown to most people, especially MCR’s readers, MCR was in his office all day on the day of the burglary. The day was Sunday, and he was there all by himself. There is no mention of this fact in any article MCR has ever written about said burglary. Mike claimed that his alibi was that he was at home watching DeadWood, a show he wouldn’t miss for the world. He further rationalized that his Bronco “would stick out like a sore thumb” in front of the FTW office building — despite the fact that his Bronco was parked in the same spot day-in and day-out. MCR, therefore, is implying that the crime was committed sometime during the evening. However, being that he was there all day, MCR would have had more than enough time to smash through a few doors and destroy all the computers in the office. This goes along very well with Mike’s original claim that the perpetration of the crime “would have taken one person hours…and would have been physically exhausting.” Well, damn, how would he know?

3) Nothing was stolen. Nothing of sentimental value to MCR (which were many many items scattered throughout the office place) was damaged. Save the computers everything remained in tact. His father’s war medal, his display of every newsletter published by FTW, his precious library, just to name a few, were unmolested. A gun kept in MCR’s desk was untouched. I repeat, nothing but the computers and the doors was destroyed. Now does that sound like an emotional, revenge-motivated crime, as Mike claimed? Does it sound like the work of some Meth addicts, who would have at least stolen the firearm that they no-doubt would have found in his desk? Do I need to say more?

4) MCR was the first to “discover” the burglary. This was at 7am, two-three hours earlier than MCR ever showed up at the office. This is relevant because people who kill someone close to them — a wife, husband, etc. — are almost always the first to “discover” the body — for the purpose of attempting to further control the scene.

5) FTW was in extreme financial trouble and MCR’s readership was dropping off. What a better way to get some extra cash — not only from the insurance company, but from sympathetic followers, as well. Anticipating a quick and large payoff (although he would only get five grand) from the insurance company, MCR went on a balls-out shopping spree at Dell; sparing no expense, he replaced what was lost with the best top-of-the-line equipment he could get. After Mike fled the country I was told by a remaining employee that between the time of the “burglary” to the time of his dramatic “departure.” Mike had received approximately $50,000 dollars in donations from people who were trying to help save the website, not fund a new life for MCR. According to Mike’s long-term flunky, Ken Levine (as well as other sources in the know at the time), most of said money was pissed away by Mike during his short time in Venezuela — on drugs, booze, and whores.