The Octopus Has its Tentacles around Trump’s Neck

The Octopus: Secret Government and the Death of Danny Casolaro

**Feral House – 2003 (Originally published 1996)**

Danny Casolaro was a journalist who worked for a small computer magazine in the 1980s. One day, his boss suggested that he write an article about the PROMIS software that had been put out by a company called Inslaw. PROMIS was basically database software that was designed to make it easier for lawyers to cross reference different cases and suspects. It was extremely powerful stuff in comparison to what came before it, and the United States Department of Justice bought the software. Some very sketchy dealings went down, and essentially the DOJ stole the software, edited it and began selling the edited version to other governments. The edited version was hacked so that the US government would be able to monitor what the new users were using it for.

Danny Casolaro started looking into the shady dealings regarding the PROMIS software, and the contacts and discoveries he made during this research led him into far shadier dealings. The guys who were responsible for stealing the PROMIS software were also involved in a bunch of other major political scandals. The guy who they had edit the PROMIS software, a very strange man named Michael Riconosciuto, also designed weapons and explosives for an arms company named Wackenhut on the lands of the Cabazon Tribe in California. Wackenhut was a bizarrely sketchy company set up by ex-high ranking FBI men, and its whole sordid history is worth looking into, but the events on the Cabazon land were really wild. Wackenhut basically took over the Cabazon’s land because there would be less interference from authorities on Native American reservation land. The organizers of this takeover murdered anyone who got in their way. When Michael Riconosciuto came out to publically denounce these events, he was immediately put in prison on drug charges.

The more Danny looked into this stuff, the more links he saw with other scandals, and he concluded that a small group of men were involved in Watergate, the October Suprise, The Iran Contra Affair, the collapse of BCCI, and several other scandals, potentially including the assassination of JFK and the cover-up of aliens. Danny named this conspiracy the Octopus because it had so many arms reaching in different directions.

After years of researching “The Octopus”, Danny went to West Virginia to meet with a mysterious individual who was supposedly going to give him some damning proof of the conspiracy. Before leaving on this trip, he warned his brother that he had been getting death threats and that if anything happened to him, that it would not be an accident. After a couple of days in West Virginia, he was found dead in a bathtub with his wrists badly slit. All of his research materials were missing. His family and friends found it very difficult to accept the idea that he had killed himself, especially after finding out that his body had been embalmed before an autopsy could be carried out. Many people believe that Danny was murdered for getting too close to the truth.

these are very deep and numerous wounds for a suicide

I’ve come across this story quite a few times over the last few years. I watched the Netflix documentary when it came out, and in truth, I did not learn very much from reading Thomas and Keith‘s book. A lot of it is actually very boring. The authors spend a lot of time hammering home cases that show that various government agencies are corrupt. Reading this kind of thing in 2026 is redundant. The US government doesn’t even try to hide that stuff anymore. Also, I’ve read quite a few books by these authors, and while I don’t buy many of their claims, their writings convinced me of the US government’s absolute mastery of disinformation campaigns. (Fred Crisman was a friend of Michael Riconosciuto.)

Casolaro may not have known exactly what was going on, but he was on the right track. There are rich and powerful men at work in America who rig things for their own advantage. The first edition of this book came out in 1996, and while there are plenty of new scumbags on the scene, quite a few of the degenerates discussed in this book are still kicking about. Donald Trump shows up briefly to buy a yacht off his buddy Adnan Khashoggi, a guy who famously sent a bunch of weapons to the Iranians. Haha. Robert Maxwell, father of child trafficker Ghislaine Maxwell, also shows up in relation to the PROMIS software. He was giving it out to American nuclear facilities to get information for Israel’s nuke program. Another Israeli that shows up in here is Ari Ben-Menashe. Now this is just one name from hundreds that show up in this book, but it popped out at me because I had only recently been reading about this individual. At a recent event, Ari Ben-Menasche claimed that Jefferey Epstein had been recruited as an Israeli intelligence asset by Robert Maxwell. Maxwell had strong ties with Mossad. Apparently Epstein collected dirt on many influential people, including Donald Trump, to use as leverage in the future. Menasche claims that the Israeli prime minister has those materials relating to Donald Trump and that he is threatening to release them unless Trump does what he says with Iran. Honestly, it’s hard not to believe this given what’s happening in the world. I think most people who are paying attention have suspected something along those lines for a while now.

Danny Casolaro is dead, but the Octopus isn’t.

Richard Ramirez Stank Like a Sewer and Molested Children

Richard Ramirez was a real piece of shit. Of all the serial killers I’ve read about, this dude was the worst. The Zodiac Killer and Jack the Ripper were never caught, and the bizarre nature of their behaviour adds an element of mystery to the cases that makes reading about them genuinely entertaining. The Son of Sam was clearly mentally deranged, and while this doesn’t get him off the hook, it makes him easier to read about him objectively. Richard Ramirez was just a weird sicko. He murdered for the sake of murder, and clearly got off on torturing women. He was a piece of trash.

The Satanic element of his crimes is pretty interesting, but he doesn’t seem to have had any sincere understanding of or involvement with organized Satanism. He was just a brain-damaged rube who thought that it was cool to be evil.

The Night Stalker: The Life and Crimes of Richard Ramirez – Philip Carlo

I recently read The Night Stalker: The Disturbing Life and Chilling Crimes of Richard Ramirez by Philip Carlo. It’s a very in depth book that covers the crimes, Ramirez’s life and the lengthy court case that eventually led to him getting sentenced to death. If anything, it goes into a bit too much detail, especially with the court case stuff. That said, it was decently written, and it seems to be the definitive book on this case.

One thing I found interesting was the fact that the book does not mention all of the children that Richard Ramirez raped. It turns out that this dude was a rotten paedophile. He was never charged with these crimes because the prosecution were sure that he would get the death penalty for the murder charges and they didn’t want to have to call on the children he had molested to testify. I think that was a good call on their behalf, but it seems like an awful shame that more people don’t know quite how horrible this dude was. One of the big things that comes up when people are discussing Ramirez is the attention he got from his “groupies” during the trial and his incarcertation. He used to get fan mail from women who thought he was sexy. I wonder how many of them would have felt this way if they knew that he raped little kids. I assume the book shied away from this fact because he was never charged with those crimes and discussing them might leave the author vulnerable to claims of libel.

Well, the creep is dead now, so we’re safe to acknowledge the fact that he was a filthy, utterly stinking, child molesting scumbag who deserved a death far more painful than the cancer that ultimately took him. Seriously, this is a man who did not take care of his dental hygiene at all. He had a mouthful of festering cavities, and most of his surviving victims commented on his awful breath. His mouth reeked like a sewer. He also didn’t change his clothes, and he frequently shit and pissed his pants because of the dirty street drugs he took. This dude was literally lowest of the low, a smelly human toilet.

Maynard’s House – Herman Raucher

This had been on my radar for a few years. I generally avoid descriptions of books after hearing that they’re good, and apart from assuming it involved a house, I went into Maynard’s House with no idea what it’d be about.

A Vietnam veteran inherits an isolated house from another soldier. He returns to the States and takes up residence there. The house is clearly haunted, and his neighbours are quite weird. He falls in love with a teenage girl who may be a fairy. It’s hard to distinguish between supernatural events and the symptoms of his PTSD.

This book was great. It’s quite funny in parts, and the characters are interesting and believable. This is definitely a cut above a lot of horror novels from this era. Honestly, this was such a breath of fresh air in comparison to the last 2 novels I read. I actually looked forward to sitting down to read this one. If you haven’t read this, you should check it out. I always feel like I have less to say when I enjoy a book, but that’s ok because I have other news for you today!

Weresatan – Infernal Hymns of the Sodomite Cultist

A few months ago, I mentioned that I had been working on a musical project. I recorded 5 songs of ultra-Satanic death metal, and I am happy to announce that tape copies of Weresatan’s first release, Infernal Hymns of the Sodomite Cultist, are now available from Defiled Altar.

If A Man Gets Pregnant, How Does The Baby Get Out? – Rodney Hyde-Thompson’s The Alternative

I picked this up last week because I wanted a short horror novel to read and this looked the part. There’s a creepy dude with some devilly looking horns hovering above him and a comparison to Rosemary’s Baby on the cover. I started reading it without hesitation. I assumed it was going to be another horror novel about the birth of the Antichrist.

Nope. This is a book about a guy named Herman who gets pregnant. Well, his wife gets pregnant, but she doesn’t have any of the normal symptoms. The dude gets the morning sickness, cravings and mood swings. It’s implied that he has some weird psychological disorder that makes him believe he is pregnant because he is jealous of his wife. This causes a lot of tension between them.

**Sphere Books edition retitled Black Marriage**

This was a really weird book. It’s not really a horror novel, but I’m not sure what genre it actually belongs too. It’s far too boring to be a thriller or a fantasy novel, but it’s also far too weird to be a straight drama. The writing is dense, and I spent a long time wondering when things were going to pick up, but there’s never any proper explanation given as to what is going on. Also, none of the characters seem as surprised by what’s happening as you’d expect them to. At no point does Herman contemplate how he will actually give birth when the time comes. That’s the first and main thing I’d worry about if there was a bun in my oven. I’d spend hours a day stretching out my hoop in preparation. There is a Psycho style surprise ending here that is pretty horrific, but that horror lasts for 2 short paragraphs. The hardback edition of the book’s cover is far more suitable for this very odd work of fiction.

Honestly, the most horrifying part of this book was how much alcohol the mother drank while pregnant.

This Ain’t Your Dad’s Cabala: Gilles de Laval’s The Explicit Name of Lucifer

I remember years ago when I was starting out my occult studies, I read a book about Cabala. It was a load of shit. Since then, I’ve come across this nonsense a few times, but I generally steer clear of it.

I was perusing my library the other day when I found a slim volume called The Explicit Name of Lucifer. It looked like pretentious bollocks, but I’ve been going back and forth between horror novels and books about conspiracies for a few weeks now, and I had an urge to get Satanic.

So Jewish mystics used to believe that the letters of the Hebrew alphabet were actually living entities imbued with magical powers. The English alphabet is not quite as magical, and this is unfortunate as it’s probably the most commonly used alphabet by students of Western occultism. Most of us use English in our magical practice, but our alphabet is just a bunch of symbols that merely represent sounds. We want a cool magical alphabet, and we want ours to be edgy and alternative. If the Hebrew alphabet is made up of angelic beings, we want ours to be made of cool demons who have dreadlocks and nose-rings and wear slipknot t-shirts.

Most of this book is taken up with big pictures of the symbols that the author came up with to replace the letters of the English alphabet. He gives a little description of each too. Admittedly, these symbols are way sicker than the regular alphabet. These things look the way the singer from Korn sounds.

The author is a little vague on how you’d actually use these nu-letters, but I’m assuming you just write down your will’s true desire with these symbols and then set it on fire or something. I think the author may explain what to actually use them for in another of his books (which I will surely never read).

What he does explain is how to activate the script. This involves collecting a bunch of weird shit and mixing it together. One of the things required is the bones of a female child, so I reckon it’s fairly unlikely anyone has ever gone through with this nonsense. I get that the author wants to be dark and edgy, but I’m hoping that even the Cradle of Filth fans who read this crap will stop short of murdering (or exhuming) a little girl. The author named himself after a notorious child murderer too. What a dork.

Like I said, one the letters are activated, it’s not really clear what you’re supposed to do with them. This book is dumb and super lame. It truly reads like the ravings of a Marilyn Manson fan trying to scare their parents. Utter trash.

John Saul’s Suffer the Children

While I’ve read a lot of horror novels from the horror boom of the 1970s and 1980s, most of these have either been Stephen King novels or relatively obscure texts from authors who only published a few books. I’m actually unfamiliar with the work of most of the popular horror authors of that era. I’ve never read anything by Dean Koontz, Anne Rice, Robert McCammon, John Farris or V.C. Andrews. This is largely because those are the only books I regularly see on charity shop shelves any more, and I’m quite sure all of their work is easily available as e-books. I plan to read them all at some point, but I have been focusing on harder to find stuff because I know those author’s works will be accessible at any point.

The other horror author whose books are always available is John Saul. Like Robin Cook, I had heard that Saul’s work became painfully formulaic as time went on but that his first novel, Suffer the Children was worth a read. It also shares its title with a Napalm Death song, so I decided to give it a go.

So the Congers are a weird family with 2 little girls. (This was too close to home for me.) One of the girls stopped speaking because her father assaulted her. The other one gets possessed by the soul of one of her ancestors who was also abused by a parent. This kid tortures some other kids in a surprisingly brutal manner.

I didn’t like this book.

I don’t enjoy reading about kids getting hurt. I get that sometimes this kind of thing is used as a plot device to get the reader to feel a certain way about the bad guy, but when that happens, it usually pays off at the end when he dies horribly. This is not how Saul’s plot works. Here the suffering is the point of the book. It’s truly sadistic stuff.

Some of it’s rather unbelievable too. There’s a part where Mr. Conger tells his wife that he wanted to rape their kid and then tries to rape his wife but his dick won’t get hard. 5 minutes later, the couple are having a friendly chat. The family are cursed, but the curse is never really explained. It’s just a curse that makes people want to rape and murder their kids.

No, I didn’t like this at all. I’m probably not going to bother with any more Saul.

The US Government Murders Rock Stars – Alex Constantine’s The Covert War Against Rock

The US government killed a bunch of pop stars because they were afraid of the influence these people wielded over their fans. Those targeted include Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, John Lennon, Bob Marley and Michael Hutchence.

That’s the central premise of this book. It’s remarkably unconvincing. I don’t even want to get into the reasons not to believe this crap. Were there curious aspects to the deaths of these musicians? Yeah. Is it possible that the “offical” accounts don’t paint an accurate picture of what happened? Of course! But that doesn’t mean the government killed them. They were drug-addled degenerates for goodness’ sake! Morrison was past the peak of his fame when he died and had been using hard drugs for years. Brian Jones had been kicked out the Rolling Stones when he died. Michael Hutchence was never popular or powerful enough to warrant a government assassination. I’d wager that more people think of him as the hanging wank guy than anything else these days. I really don’t think the government gave a shit about any of these artists.

For the record, I’m not saying I don’t think the government would kill an irritating public figure. (They obviously murdered Charlie Kirk…) It’s just that the reasons presented in this book don’t convince me that they killed any of these lads.

Aside from being unconvincing, this book is also painfully boring. There’s very little context given to many of the events described here, and the author seems to think that lists of facts will be sufficient to engage the reader. There are parts in the book where he goes off on tangents portaying minor characters as shady inviduals, but these tangents do little more than make it more difficult to follow the narrative he’s trying to sell. There are so many names in here that it’s genuinely quite tricky to remember who is who.

Books about conspiracies can be worth reading even if they are boring. If the material is convincing, then the facts speak for themselves. On the other hand, a book of easily dismissed conspiracy theories could still be very enjoyable if it was well written. Unfortunately, The Covert War Against Rock is both boring and unconvincing, and this is an unforgivable combination. Reading this drivel was a waste of my time.

The Vatican Is Doomed – John Zodrow’s In the Name of the Father and Sean Forestal’s Dark Angel

Here’s 2 horror novels about Catholic priests and the roles they play in bringing about the Apocalyspe.

In the Name of the Father – John Zodrow

A cardinal finds a little boy in a cave in China and adopts him. The kid, Peter, carries a weird stone idol and speaks of an imaginary friend, but nobody pays much attention to this. People also fail to notice the many accidents that seem to happen to people who get in the kid’s way. When the kid is old enough, he becomes a priest, much to delight of his adoptive father. After being ordained, he begins to work miracles, and anyone who gets in his way soon meets with an unfortunate end. He seems destined to become Pope, and it’s pretty clear from early on that he’s the Antichrist spoken of in the Book of Revelation.

The whole thing is very Omeny, but the difference here is that Peter is actually a good guy. He doesn’t commit acts of violence against anyone. That’s left to 3 teenage girls who taunt and pester him. At one point, he has a dream about one of these girls taking a big shit on his chest. Then he wakes up with a massive boner. This attention to detail really made him a believable character. I’m sure that is a nightly occurrence for Catholic priests.

It’s only been a couple of weeks since I finished this, but I’ve actually forgotten how it ended. I distinctly remember being disappointed though. My goodreads review says that I enjoyed it up until the last 35 pages.

Dark Angel – Sean Forestal

When I first read Paperbacks from Hell, I made a list of all the books featured therein that I absolutely had to read. (The Cipher, Feast, Brotherkind, Satan’s Love Child, The Kill Riff and The Satan Sleuth books were all on that list.) At that point, one was still able to go online and find copies of most of those books for relatively cheap. The one exception I found was Dark Angel. The only copy available at the time was more than $1000 dollars. Today, I can’t find a single copy for sale. There has been a scanned pdf version online for years though, and it only took me about a decade to get around to reading it.

This book was really good, and I’m not surprised that it’s sought after. I am surprised that it has not been reprinted. (After writing this review, I saw that Grady Hendrix once listed it as one of his favourite horror novels, so I assume he has tried to get it reprinted under Valancourt’s Paperback From Hell line.)

A Succubus rapes a Vatican Cardinal and gets pregnant. Only Father Joe O’Meara knows about this, and he leaves the Vatican to hunt her down to prevent the end of the world. The problem is that she is a total babe, and he soon falls in love with her. Soon after he loses her virginity to her, he discovers a side to himself that he has long suppressed. This dude loves feet, and pretty soon he is sucking his girlfriend’s toes to warm them up at every given opportunity.

The problem here was that I was invested in this as a romance. (I can’t remember what it was, but I remember experiencing similar emotions when I was reading some other novel about the devil.) I was genuinely happy for the guy. This girl is so dirty that he has to mutilate himself to stop himself from cumming. Imagine being celibate for decades and then finding a partner who satiates all of your kinky desires. They made such a cute couple too. This fucking idiot has to go and ruin his relationship with a rich, extremely horny babe just so that he can save Catholicism. What a stupid loser!

I found this quite well written. It’s long but entertaining, and I genuinely enjoyed the story. It gets into the psychology of Catholic attitudes toward sex, and I wasn’t quite sure what side of the argument the author comes down on. I don’t really think the book is pro Catholicism.

Even though the book doesn’t end as I would have liked (the priest and Succubus riding into the sunset to destroy the Vatican with kinky sex), I did find some satisfaction in the final chapter. I wanted a romance, but this ends as a horror novel should. Honestly, I really enjoyed Dark Angel, and I recommend you read a copy if you can.

Elvis Presley was Murdered by the Illuminati? Xaviant Haze’s Elvis is Alive

I wouldn’t consider myself a fan of Elvis Presley. I’ll happily listen to some of his songs, and I understand the role he played in the history of rock music, but it’d be fairly rare that I’d actually put him on. The last time I did so with any regularity was probably back in 2015 when I was reading that book about the housewife who had been conversing with the spirit of Elvis after he died. A couple of weeks back, after reviewing George Piccard’s Liquid Conspiracy, I was looking the through the publisher’s catalogue and saw a book on Elvis that looked pretty interesting.

Elvis is Alive: The Complete Conspiracy – Xaviant Haze

I’ve known who Elvis was since I was a small child, but in truth, I didn’t really know much about him. This book is basically a biography, and most of the details of Elvis’s life are available from thousands and thousands of other sources. I kept checking his wikipedia page while reading through this book to compare details, and most of it is common knowledge. Below, I have noted down the stuff in this book that I either couldn’t find elsewhere or just had a hard time believing.

Elvis’s manager may have been a former intelligence agent using mind control on Elvis, but there’s no proof of this. This seems unlikely as apparently the guy was also an illegal immigrant who had been kicked out of the army due to psychosis.
The death of Elvis’s mother was brought about by the Illuminati as part of a satanic sacrifice to gain control over Elvis.
When Elvis joined army, he was sent to Germany as a psy-op.
Elvis was a paedophile. He had 14 year old girlfriend when he was 24. The book doesn’t labour this point, but it’s true. I didn’t know this. Yuck.
Elvis was a drug expert and a karate master capable of slowing his heart rate., so he could have easily faked his own death. Had plenty of reasons to want to escape his life.
The postmortem report may have been written by Elvis himself. It had inaccurate details.
There was a black helicopter spotted over Elvis’s house the day he died.
Elvis’s coffin was 900lbs. Why so heavy? Because it probably contained a wax figure rather than a corpse and so must have had an inbuilt refrigeration system to stop the wax from melting. (This makes no sense.)
Elvis was a healer and had telekinetic powers. He could make bushes move with his mind.
Elvis saw multiple UFOs. These may have had something to do with the weird blue light that appeared in the sky on the night he was born.
Michael Jackson married Elvis’s daughter, possibly in the hopes of learning details on how Elvis faked his own death.
The Illuminati tried to kill MJ after he released “They don’t really care about us”.

There’s literally no convincing evidence in this book that suggests that Elvis Presley is anything but dead. If you wanted to read a biography of Elvis, his wikipedia page would be a more reliable choice. This book is pointless. It exists to exist rather than to prove a point. Half of it is about Michael Jackson, another filthy creep. Him and Elvis were two paedos in a pod. Good riddance to the pair of dirty cunts.

Luis Elizondo’s Imminent

I’m fairly skeptical about most of the crap I post about, but I have always had a belief in UFOs. I think that denying that there are unidentified things in the sky is very stupid. I don’t necessarily believe that these things are piloted by ET, but I know that they exist. The pentagon released footage of some of these things just a couple of days ago, and I think that anyone who has watched that footage will agree it’s pretty weird stuff.

Imminent – Luis Elizondo

I had no idea that footage was coming out, but I started Luis Elizondo’s Imminent last week. I don’t pay a huge amount of attention to modern UFO disclosures, but I was vaguely aware of a movement a few years ago involving the singer from Blink 182, the footage of the tic-tac UFOs and that Grusch guy. All of these elements make up part of Elizondo’s story.

So Elizondo was a military guy with high security clearance. He ended up in charge of a secret division of the US government that was investigating UFOs. He became so convinced that UFOs could be a threat to the USA that he quit his job and went public with some of what he knew. This book is the story of how that all happened.

The problem with the book is that it doesn’t really offer anything of substance. These are the same claims I’ve read a hundred times before. There may be bodies, but we don’t know where they are. To make matters worse, Elizondo claims to have been part of the American Government’s program to teach soldiers remote viewing. He also mentions his admiration for Ingo Swann and Robert Bigelow, the dude who funded all the bullshit research at Skinwalker Ranch. Honestly, after reading how he believed in using his imagination to fly around the Earth, I found it very difficult to take any of his claims seriously.

Apparently Elizondo has a new book coming out soon. I doubt I’ll bother reading it. This was crap.