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squad would be activated. Firstly, it became apparent, as the brainwashing of<br />

That squad actually existed. Unbeknown to me, two U.S. citizens and Labor Committee members was<br />

Marcus's apartment had been under surveillance for the evealed, namely Bill Engdahl, a Texan polio victim from<br />

two previous days by just such a team. Labour Com- Chicago, and Alice Weitzman, a musician from New<br />

mittee defence staff had identified them at that time as York State, that far more was involved. News began to<br />

members of the "CAL" and "MIRA" outfits. This trickle in from Britain. <strong>The</strong> British government aninformation<br />

was later cross-checked to reveal that they nounced that I had "a long history of paranoia" -- a<br />

were, in fact, part of a hit team called "Furia." <strong>The</strong> charge that was subsequently picked up by the New York<br />

telephone number at Perry Street was manned that Police Department thereby indicating that such a<br />

night, but dead the next day. history may indeed be being created. If such a manu-<br />

Immediately the New York Police Department was factured product does appear, however, everyone will<br />

informed of these developments, a press release issued, know who authored it.<br />

and the organisation put on a full alert to respond to After the first deprogramming session in the West<br />

breaking developments. Neither the police department Village, and after a short visit to St. Vincent's Hospital<br />

intelligence division, nor the press apparently took our occasioned by yet another paranoid thought -- this time<br />

evidence seriously, that a cyanide capsule had been built into my front<br />

A "RED HERRING" ON THE TRAIL tooth -- I was taken uptown to rest.<br />

LIFE OR DEATH<br />

It was then that the full horror of what had been done<br />

But that was only the beginning. At that stage we had<br />

thwarted an assassination attempt, and we had uncovered<br />

a trail which it appeared led us directly towards to me struck home. As the euphoria of having cracked<br />

the first layer of programming began to wear off, as my<br />

Moscow and the KGB. It was not only that my program<br />

instructions were in Russian. Labour Committee in- body became tired from the strain of sleepless days and<br />

nights since before the twenty-seventh, I began to fall<br />

telligence personnel knew that the "Furia" squad was<br />

controlled by the Kremlin via North American KGB into a programmed state of depression collapse. And as<br />

headquarters in Montreal, and, of course, via the Cuban the collapse set in, I began to live through the physical<br />

connection with the Puerto Rican terrorist movement, symptoms of catatonic death. My physiology had been<br />

More than that, we supposed at that stage in the programmed to self-destruct as attrition set in.<br />

proceedings that the Kremlin had a motive for un- Let me explain the symptomology of that night of hell.<br />

dertaking this kind of operation, whose parallels with the As I lay down to relax, I became completely dissociated.<br />

slaying of Trotsky do not need underlining. My body was completely separated from the workings of<br />

After all, Operation "Mop-Up" against the scabbing my "conscious" mind. I could not move. I began to<br />

CPUSA had outraged a depression-demoralised in- experience choking sensations at my throat, i could no<br />

ternational "left," and had frightened the Kremlin rigid, longer feel my heart beating, nor my pulse pounding. I<br />

As our forces began to develop in Europe, from the could not feel my lungs working to breathe. At the same<br />

spring of 1973 onwards, they switched their anti-Labour time every muscle in my body was hyperactive, pulled in<br />

Committee campaign over there, hoping to isolate and both directions by what felt like short but powerful<br />

destroy us before we could become a threat. <strong>The</strong>y had electric shocks. <strong>The</strong>se feelings would proceed in what<br />

attacked us for months in the pages of Horizont, Neues can only be described as waves; starting at my throat and<br />

Deutschland and Unsere Zeit. Even Pravda carried an descending over a period of about twenty minutes to my<br />

article condemning the Labour Committee as toes, then reversing, and over the same time span<br />

"fascistoid." <strong>The</strong>y seemed to have a motive alright. But mounting to my throat. <strong>The</strong> cycle was repeated condid<br />

the Soviets have the capability to mount an operation tinuously between about 1:30-2:00 a.m. to 6:30 a.m.<br />

which involved the brainwashing of a British subject, the Prior to that time I had been talkative, observant of the<br />

apparent sabotage of a British aircraft, and a Latin apartment I was in. I complained about the dominant<br />

death-squad active in New York City? smell of the place, noticed and remarked constantly on<br />

More than that, why would any agency which wanted the unread books on the formally arranged bookshelves,<br />

to assassinate Marcus go to the expense to brainwash and railed against the owner's taste in music, even his<br />

someone; why wouldn't they just get on and do it? choice of artists. Before the reader jumps to the con-<br />

During the next two days, December 31 and January clusion that I'm either rude or completely devoid of any<br />

1, as my deprogramming continued, and as other social graces, I should point out that the owner was not<br />

evidence was accumulated, the answers to these present.<br />

questions became clear. Yet for that approximately five-hour period (1:30-<br />

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