Daniel Estulin - Shadow Masters: An International Network of Governments and Secret-Service Agencies Working Together with Drugs Dealers and Terrorists for Mutual Benefit and Profit

S HADOW M ASTERS : A N I NTERNATIONAL N ETWORK OF G OVERNMENTS AND S ECRET -S ERVICE A GENCIES W ORKING T OGETHER WITH D RUGS D EALERS AND T ERRORISTS FOR M UTUAL B ENEFIT AND P ROFIT

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Estulin, Daniel
Shadow Masters: An International Network of Governments and Secret-Service Agencies Working Together with Drugs Dealers and Terrorists for Mutual Benefit and Profit1st ed.
p. cm. (acid-free paper)
Includes references and index.
Epub (ISBN-13) 978-1-936296-73-6 (ISBN-10) 1-936296-73-X
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A Republic if you can keep it.

T he simple, straightforward fact is that we havent. Where it went and what happened are questions that snarl along the tattered edges of our fettered complacency while a profane oligarchy tugs us and our children along its turbulent path of economic efficiency, sacrificing quaint ideas of personal freedoms and liberties at the altar of homeland security, and your papers, please. Goodness, how did we get trapped in such a trite B-movie?

Daniel Estulin told some of the how and why in his best-selling book, The True Story of the Bilderberg Group. With Shadow Masters he shines a light on scurrilous activity happening behind the curtains, exposing the tactics being used to enthrall us, to divide us to rule us.

It is sad, but true: the people no longer rule. Our republic of, by and for the people has morphed into a rampant empire run by corporate overseers using every means, some sinister, to increase their power, profit, and prestige.

Seeking to divorce us from our heritages, our institutions, our families and our faiths, sophisticated methods of propaganda and psychological warfare plus simple bald-faced lies have been deployed, ripping our social fabric into disparate factional futility. There is honesty within each camp which soon gets debased through rhetoric, creating cogs in the machinery of control to be called up on cue.

Those who would give up Essential Liberty to purchase a little Temporary Safety deserve neither Liberty nor Safety.

As much as things change they stay the same. Here we are, in the formative years of the 21st century, almost 234 years since our countrys Declaration of Independence, and we are still fighting some of the same battles of liberty and freedom. Many of our fellow citizens do not seem to notice or care, unaware of our mutuality and the responsibilities that come entwined. As someone succincly stated, Perfect slaves think they are free. Again, the simple, straightforward fact is negative, we arent. Our Republic has been subsumed by forces within and beyond, leaving a beholden mediocracy built upon misery, tragedy and poverty.

Daniel Estulin shows that the Shadow Masters, in their quest for total control, construct sleight-of-hand misdirections, attracting our attention here and there, while the underlying actions subvert nations, their people and their commonwealth. From crisis to crisis, from one Hitler to the next, we have all been strung along, led to choose sides, which then shape our roles in this drama of history.

The consolidation of the corporate press and its infiltration by intelligence agencies brings us a world where the frauds and fabrications of spooks become daily fare for us mere mortal fish-wrapper readers, leaving us susceptible to what they are selling.

Little strokes fell great oaks.

They say knowledge is power; it is also said that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing. Learning of the duplicity of the world, are we willing to step out of the comfortable cocoon of our reality when we find that the truth of the matter presents us with revelations beyond our understanding and lays at our feet responsibilities we care not to fathom or shoulder? Lately, we have run away, diverted our eyes from what is done in our name. Tyrants and tyranny have always been with us. Will we stand up and do what needs doing, or succumb to the vulgarities of the age?

God helps them that help themselves.

Shadow Masters shows us the tricks of the trade, how they will play the ends against the middle and back again. How the world stage is set to beguile our sensibilities, provoke the desired reaction and send us on our merry way. It isnt whether you will be amazed, astonished, disgusted or whatever, but whether you will use these reactions to question authority, act in our own best interests and revitalize our Republic and then see if we can keep it.

Onwards to the utmost of futures!

Peace,
Kris Millegan
Publisher
Trine Day
January 21, 2010

D edicated to all those who refuse to accept the spectacle of human misery and injustice as part of the norm.

To the next generation who with pride and confidence have fearlessly picked up the mantle and accepted the challenge.

We leave it in your hands. You are humanitys last hope. The potential of the planet Earth is its future reality. We will win this war and Shadow Masters New Dark Age be damned!

T o the two men who went about their business with stubborn determination and a smile on their faces in the best and worst of times; who have stood shoulder-to-shoulder with me through and through; and took the changes and chances of this mortal life like men. To my friends who made this book into what it is a dagger in the heart of the Shadow Masters plans. To Kris Millegan and Russ Becker.

I was born in the heyday of Leonid Brezhnevs Soviet Union, that putrid, backward place they sold to us as paradise. In 1980, one week after my grandmother died, we emigrated. Over three hundred years of documented family history and tradition fit into three dilapidated suitcases and one wooden crate that held our familys most prized possession my mothers piano. By the time I turned fifteen, I had lived in some of the grandest of Europes greatest capital cities. First came Mozarts Vienna, then Dantes Florence and Gogols Rome, then Hugos Paris, then Canada, then again Florence, Europes first nation-state and the epicenter of the Renaissance. Finally, Spain. Finally, I mean, in a temporary sort of way.

In all, I lost a country, got two back, somehow managed to misplace a wife, found a better, acquired three languages, a trunk load of unimaginable fun, enough deprivation and attempts on my life to last several lifetimes, and nothing about me has remained the same except, Im told, my laugh.