I Found the Rosetta Stone in Arizona. Honest! (Referencing JFK)

The Rosetta Stone is in the British Museum. Photo: Encyclopedia Britannica

by Mary W Maxwell, LLB

Ancient hieroglyphics could not be read until 1799, when a Frenchman in Egypt accidentally found a stone, known today as the Rosetta stone. It contained a proclamation in three languages, one of which was Greek, another Demotic, and another was Egyptian hieroglyphic. This made it possible for scholars to know what had been said in ancient Egypt. Hooray!  What a find! 

Wouldn’t it be great if we could stumble across a Rosetta stone that would let us translate a secret language — the language of “World Government.” That stone would have information in “common English” — our daily language — and, right above it, the same material in a heretofore disguised lingo.

Namely, the language of The Tricksters who have been providing us with lies and deceptions, wholesale, for more than a century.

Holy smoke! Just imagine decoding secrets that we have needed to know for our entire lifetime but had no expectation of obtaining.  We hadn’t realized there could be a “Rosetta stone” out there waiting for us. Indeed many people don’t know that The Tricksters even exist — they assume that the social and political reality in which we live is the one and only reality, resulting from chance events, such as wars, technological inventions, personalities, etc.

The finding of a Rosetta stone could be momentous, astonishing, life-changing!

A Trip to Arizona

Last week I trekked from New Hampshire to Arizona to interview “John.” I had been advised that he holds many secrets.  In some instances, I already knew the secrets, thanks to 20 years of nose-to-the-grindstone research. After talking to John, for three days straight, I came away with many of my guesses confirmed, and many new facts added. I will now lay out some stuff about The Tricksters, as from the mouth of John. Where I disagree with him, or where I am adding additional data, the reader will be informed [by square brackets].

I hereby dub John “the Rosetta stone.” He grew up among some of the biggies in US history (born 1960), so he is fluent in their lingo. But he was not a full-on player. He was more of a reject, a scoundrel, or something like that. And now he is desperate to share with us what he knows. He wants to help slam the brakes of the bus, on which we are riding downhill at full speed to disaster.  

I preface John’s insights with the famous quote from US President John Fitzgerald Kennedy who apparently knew that The Tricksters were breathing down his neck.

In a speech he gave on April 27, 1961 to the American Newspapers Publishers Association, JFK said:

“If you are awaiting a finding of ‘clear and present danger,’ then I can only say that the danger has never been more clear and its presence has never been more imminent.

“It requires a change in outlook, a change in tactics, a change in missions — by the government, by the people, by every businessman or labor leader, and by every newspaper.  For we are opposed around the world by a monolithic and ruthless conspiracy that relies primarily on covert means for expanding its sphere of influence….”

So Which John Did I Interview?

For a few years, there have been differing rumors on the Internet as to the survival of President Kennedy’s son, John Junior. The official report is that he died in 1999 in a small plane that he was piloting near Martha’s Vineyard. His wife Carolyn Bessette and her sister Lauren died in that crash, too.

I am told that there is a rumor that the crash never occurred — all three are alive and  John Junior is allegedly planning to come back and help Donald Trump. [I think it’s the Q-Anon group that has concocted that story.] Then there are two other men [one named Juan O Savin?] and David Quigley.

The guy I visited in Arizona is the “David Quigley” guy.  That name was given to him under the Witness Protection program. He was actually born on November 25, 1960 with the name John F Kennedy, Jr.  Yes his mom is Jackie. He saluted Dad’s casket.

John, age 64, now wishes to get that name back, but it is, of course, a struggle. The reason I went to Arizona is that I had read his 2023 book “Stolen Identity” and had no trouble believing it. Under “interrogation” by me, John F Kennedy, Jr did not trip up in any way. I hereby claim that his story is very plausible and I, for one, believe it.

Talk about Murder Incorporated! Everyone knows that John’s father was assassinated, but John says all his family, plus his Onassis stepfamily, got murdered, too. First, in 1973 his stepbrother Alexander Onassis died [when shot] in a plane crash at age 24. Then 1975 was the Killing Fields: Aristotle Onassis was axed to death, and a few months later Jacqueline was shot dead (and probably Caroline was also killed in 1975). Stepsister Christina died — John says was murdered — in 1988 at age 38.

Hey, hold on a minute, we saw Jacqueline walking around for many years after 1975, didn’t we? Wikipedia says she died in 1994, of non-Hodgkins lymphoma. John says the lady walking around as Jackie was a body double. Same goes for Caroline Kennedy Schlossberg who still walks around even today. He believes she has been replacing his real sister since approximately age 11.

[Such is my prejudice that I see these murders as political. But John insists that the motive was money.] John believes that identity theft is commonplace and that if a billionaire is killed, another person steps in, wearing a look-alike face, and plays the role. He or she then inherits the billions.

 In John’s view, this is mafia-run. He also says the Russian mafia is big in US. [Recall the death of Robert Friedman author of “Red Mafya,” and the death of singer Miriam Makeba which took place right after she did a benefit concert for Freidman?]

Oh, did you ask why Jacqueline did not stick up for her real son John and instead made room in her life for the fake JFK, Jr?  Hmm. Perhaps it is because she married Onassis in 1968, after Robert Kennedy’s assassination, and Onassis’ son was part of the deal [?]. Yes, I mean that the famous JFK, Jr (editor of George Magazine) was sired not by President Kennedy but by Onassis.  Hmm. Is Jackie the mom? No, the likely Mom is Maria Callas. [There is considerable resemblance between Callas and JFK, Jr.]

I know this is all hard to accept and you are free to give it the flick, but if you do the research, you are likely to say “confirmed.” 

Read the Book, “Stolen Identity. Was Trump Involved?

While John was seen as a member of the Quigley family, from perhaps age 5 to 55, he was also privy to many goings-on [by folks whom I call The Tricksters]. These goings-on included “government, mafia, military, and entertainment.” [Jeepers.]

In his book, John sometimes refers to these persons as “family” [which is confusing]. He says, on page 39:  “Donald Trump is family and was put in place to run the casinos…. But Trump and his partners must have done something to piss the family off because they were killed in that helicopter crash… Trump was a helicopter and had been flying the chopper when the rotor blew off, and they crashed [near] the Garden State Parkway.”

Dear Reader, I assure you I cast that bit aside as pure nonsense, but now I see that there was such a crash. United Press International said in 1992:

“WASHINGTON — A scratch on a rotor blade that occurred during the helicopter’s manufacture [Yeah, right] apparently led to a 1989 crash that killed five people, including three Trump casino executives, the National Transportation Safety Board said Thursday. [That’s the ever-lying NTSB of 9-11 Report fame].  Developer Donald Trump himself was scheduled to be on the doomed flight but decided at the last minute that he was too busy to leave New York.”

For the moment, I cross out the name of Trump since he is a presidential candidate, and Caroline Kennedy since she is a US Ambassador. That still leaves John [“David Quigley”] offering us a never-heard story of the deaths of three Onassis people and the shooting death of his mother in 1975, plus the plane crash of JFK, Jr in 1999 which John says was murder. [See my interview with John on the matter of that crash.]

All of that is small beer, in my opinion, compared to the “Rosetta stone’s” information about the mind control that is carried out on the whole nation.  John was very much a victim of MK-Ultra and also knows a bit about mass hypnosis.

Love

John has a girlfriend, Robin, whom he clearly cares for. I have seen about eight Social Media interviews of John in which he variously looks down-and-out or upbeat and inspiring. I found him upbeat and inspiring. This really is a miracle, given the betrayals and cruelties to which he was subjected (not omitting such torture as bamboo under the fingernail).

I am guessing that it was the love he got from parents in his first three years of life, and love by Mom until he was 14 (in 1975) that still makes him invest in humanity. He seems to me to be remarkably unselfish and trusting. This reminded me of Wendy Hoffman, born 1943, who got zero love from family and was MK-Ultra’d in the New York borough of Queens, starting at birth.

Apparently, the Tricksters who run MK-Ultra have enough “expertise” to know how to give a child the possibility of experiencing love so they can manipulate this later. [Dear God, am I really saying this?] I now quote Wendy Hoffman from pages 41-42 of her 2016 book, “White Witch in a Black Robe: A True Story about Criminal Mind Control.” The boy she speaks of, Daniel, was ritually sacrificed at age 13:

“He left me for no reason at all except that men wanted to murder him… for the sake of their god of hate.

“Even though the criminals made us get rid of body pats together, and appear together in pornography shoots, the year I spent with him — he, 12, me 3 — became the year of my connection, the year of learning about love… Take me as a child who know only about torture and betrayal [this is America, folks, OK?], take a depleted, harmless, demolished 3-year-old and add the heartbeat and genuineness of a grieving boy…. I imagine they calculated that this grief and anger would motivate my murdering people. [Such a goal!]  But the pressure of his heartbeat never left me….

“I continued my awful life, not even remembering the most important person until 50 years later. I thought I walked alone… but at times … when in the deepest despair or an assignment overseas [ahem], or in the black chair that administered electric shock, or after my mother had been particularly mean, or while walking in luscious, invigorating nature — I would, out of the blue, feel a curtain fall over my face … covering me with an adoring kind of caress. It wasn’t sexual or romantic. It felt like protective love….

“I realize that when I feel this Kiss, I also feel my long-dead friend’s presence. My eyes well. Then he never left me. He said he would be with me always… Sixty-eight years later I still feel his heart giving birth to mine and turning me into a human being.”

(L) Photo: WWS.com   (R) People.com