Vile-looking Washington Com-Post editor Ben Bradlee (who took down Nixon for the Jews, using the Jew reporters Woodward and Bernstein) and his wife, Sally Quinn
Margi and I both lived, worked and studied at college for years in the DC area, and this literal voodoo witch was constantly being featured in the Post.
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…… President Nixon complains to the Reverend Billy Graham about the Jews, and he agrees
The Reverend Billy Graham, the most famous evangelist in the world for 30 years, said by phone to President Richard Nixon on February 23, 1973 (Photo on right of the two men at a prayer rally in North Carolina) (http://www.talk2action.org/story/2009/10/31/133853/93)
Well, you know, I told you one time that the Bible talks about two kinds of Jews. One is called `the synagogue of Satan.’ They’re the ones putting out the pornographic literature, they’re the ones putting out these obscene films…And the people [Bible-believing Christians] that have been the most pro-Israel are the ones that are being attacked now by the Jews.
(Nixon said in a later phone conversation with Reverend Graham that after he was re-elected in 1972 he wanted to “do something” about Jewish control of the US media. But “then came Watergate….” and the media hysteria against Nixon.
Also: https://johndenugent.com/?s=Nixon+Graham+Jews%2C
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…..Breitbart article on Quinn the literal witch
Gatekeeper of DC Society Sally Quinn Comes Out as Occultist, Used Hex to Kill People
You and I, meaning Normal People, we look at our Thought Leaders, our Media and Cultural Overlords, our Ruling Class, and oftentimes wonder how they can be so venal and dishonest in pursuit of what they want — and what they want most of all is control over the lives of us Normal People, those of us who do not want to control anyone. We just want to be left alone.
How many times have we asked, How do they live with themselves?
All the lies they tell, the innocent people they destroy, the fake news they publish, the character assassination, the stoking of racial conflict, the hate campaigns, the advocating of violence, the unending cultural bigotry against those of us just minding our own business…
How do they sleep at night?
Maybe, thanks to the dribs and drabs that have bubbled up over the past year, we are starting to have that question answered. The latest revelation surrounds Sally Quinn, the surviving widow of Ben Bradlee, the Washington Post’s powerful executive editor from 1968 to 1991, who then served as the paper’s vice president until his death in 2014.
For nearly 50 years, the entire social and political world of DC revolved around this couple. Bradlee and Quinn were the New Camelot (his career took off in large part because of his friendship with John F. Kennedy), the Gatekeepers of who was in and who was out, the Elite Deciders among our Ruling Class with the extraordinary power of the Washington Post, and by extension the rest of the mainstream media, to abuse and weaponize their will against the rest of us.
Well, to put it as bluntly as possible, we are now learning that the Queen of Camelot is an occultist, a witch of sorts who honestly believes (according to her own new memoir) that she murdered three innocent people through the dark art of the hex: a young woman who committed suicide after flirting with Quinn’s boyfriend; a magazine editor who published an unflattering profile of her, who decades later died of [throat] cancer; a psychic who died of a cerebral hemorrhage before the end of the year after telling Quinn something she did not want to hear.
*** JdN: Clay Felker was the editor
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| Clay Felker | |
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| Born | Clay Schuette Felker October 2, 1925 Webster Groves, Missouri, United States |
| Died | July 1, 2008 (aged 82) New York City, New York, United States |
| Residence | New York City, New York, United States |
| Education | Duke University |
| Occupation | Journalist, editor |
| Known for | Co-Founded New York Magazine |
| Board member of | Duke Magazine Editorial Board |
| Spouse(s) | Leslie Blatt (m. 1949-div. 19??)
Pamela Tiffin
(m. 1962; div. 1969) Gail Sheehy (m. 1984)
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Clay Schuette Felker (October 2, 1925 – July 1, 2008) was an American magazine editor and journalist who co-founded New York Magazine in 1968.[1] He was known for bringing large numbers of journalists into the profession.[2] The New York Times wrote in 1995,
“Few journalists have left a more enduring imprint on late 20th-century journalism—an imprint that was unabashedly mimicked even as it was being mocked—than Clay Felker.”[3]
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Birth and education[edit]
He was born in 1925 in Webster Groves, Missouri,[4] the son of Carl Felker, an editor of The Sporting News, and his wife, the former Cora Tyree, the former women’s editor of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch. Both of Clay’s parents along with a grandfather and a grandmother graduated from the University of Missouri School of Journalism.[4] He had one sibling, Charlotte.
Felker’s grandfather, Henry Clay Felker, of German aristocratic origins, fled Germany after the 1848 Conservative takeover.[4] The family surname was originally von Fredrikstein.[1]
Felker attended Duke University, where he first became interested in journalism and edited the student newspaper, The Duke Chronicle.[2] He left school in 1943 to join the Navy, but returned to the school to graduate in 1951.[1][5] In 1983, he founded the Editorial Board for the alumni publication Duke Magazine.[2] Duke awarded Felker an honorary degree in 1998, as well as the Futrell Award for Excellence in Communications and Journalism.[2] Duke Magazine created the staff position of Clay Felker Fellow for “an aspiring journalist with unusual promise.”[2]
Career[edit]
After graduation, Felker worked as a sportswriter for Life Magazine.[1] He turned an article he wrote about Casey Stengel into a 1961 book, Casey Stengel’s Secret. He was on the development team for Sports Illustrated and was features editor for Esquire.[6] He later worked for TIME.
Felker gave Gloria Steinem what she later called her first “serious assignment,” regarding contraception; he didn’t like her first draft and had her re-write the article.[6] Her resulting 1962 article[6] about the way in which women are forced to choose between a career and marriage preceded Betty Friedan‘s book The Feminine Mystique by one year. She joined the founding staff of Felker’s New York and became politically active in the feminist movement. Felker funded the first issue of Ms. Magazine.[6]
After losing a battle for Esquire editorship to Harold Hayes, Felker left to join The New York Herald Tribune in 1962. He revamped a Sunday section into New York and hired writers such as Tom Wolfe and Jimmy Breslin; the section became the “hottest Sunday read in town.”[6]
A long-time friend of Tom Wolfe, Felker was one of the early proponents of New Journalism and key to its emergence.[6] The New York Herald Tribune closed its doors in 1966 and Felker later, in 1968,[4] reconstituted the Sunday section as New York Magazine.[7] After founding New York Magazine in 1968, one of his first features was Wolfe’s coverage of Ken Kesey and his Merry Pranksters, a story Wolfe later expanded into his non-fiction novel The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test. New York became one of the most imitated magazines of its time, both from a design perspective and in the way it combined service and life-style articles. “He had the crass but revolutionary (revolutionary in the sense that it overthrew generations of class conceits) notion that you are what you buy. He sniffed the great consumer revolution with its social, political, and aesthetic implications. And New York Magazine became the first magazine to spell out where to get the goods (and at the best price),” wrote Michael Wolff about Felker in New York’s 35th Anniversary issue.[8]
Felker became editor-in-chief and publisher of The Village Voice in 1974 and resigned from New York following its hostile takeover by Rupert Murdoch in 1976.[6]He then bought Esquire in 1977 but sold it in 1979.[6] Felker also, in 1988, bought the lower Manhattan paper Downtown Express, but sold it in 1991.[9] In 1987 he became editor of the business magazine Manhattan, inc., staying on as editor when it was sold and merged with the lifestyle magazine M into M, inc.[10] Spymagazine portrayed Felker as out of touch with his former milieu and in charge of a series of money-losing journalistic enterprises.[10]
In 1994, Felker became a lecturer at the Graduate School of Journalism at the University of California, Berkeley, teaching a course called “How to Make a Magazine” at the Felker Magazine Center, named in his honor and of which he became director.[6] Felker’s stylish but detached role as the founder and editor of New York magazine led some observers to compare him with another American mid-Westerner who went east—albeit a fictional one, Scott Fitzgerald‘s Jay Gatsby.[11][better source needed]
Marriages[edit]
Felker was married three times:
- Leslie Blatt, a fellow Duke undergraduate, in 1949; they later divorced.
- Pamela Tiffin, an actress and fashion model, whom he married in 1962 and divorced in 1969.
- Gail Sheehy, the writer, in 1984. By this marriage he had a daughter, Mohm Sheehy, whom Sheehy adopted from Cambodia, and a stepdaughter, Maura Sheehy Moss.[1][6]
Death[edit]
He died on July 1, 2008 in Manhattan from what his wife, Gail Sheehy, described as “natural causes”, following a long battle with throat cancer.[1]
Tributes[edit]
Tom Wolfe said: “He ranks with Henry Luce of Time, Harold Ross of the New Yorker and Jann Wenner of Rolling Stone in that these are all people that brought out magazines that had a new take on life in America.” [6]
The current editor-in-chief of New York, Adam Moss, wrote after Felker’s death: “American journalism would not be what it is today without Clay Felker. He created a kind of magazine that had never been seen before, told a kind of story that had never been told.”[6]
References[edit]
- ^ Jump up to:abcdef Carmody, Deirdre (July 1, 2008). “Clay Felker, Magazine Pioneer, Dies at 82”. The New York Times. Retrieved 2008-07-01.
Clay Felker, a visionary editor who was widely credited with inventing the formula for the modern magazine, giving it energetic expression in a glossy weekly named for and devoted to the boisterous city that fascinated him — New York — died on Tuesday at his home in Manhattan. He was 82. His death was of natural causes, said his wife, the author Gail Sheehy. He had had throat cancer in his later years. …
- ^ Jump up to:abcde “Founding Father of New Journalism”. Duke University. September 2008. Retrieved 2008-11-23.
- Jump up^ Carmody, Deirdre (1995-04-09). “Conversations/Clay Felker; He Created Magazines by Marrying New Journalism to Consumerism”. The New York Times. Retrieved 2008-11-23.
- ^ Jump up to:abcd Sheehy, Gail (2014). Daring: My Passages: A Memoir. William Morrow. ISBN9780062291691.
- Jump up^ “Clay Felker”. Duke University. Archived from the original on 2007-06-09. Retrieved 2008-07-02.
- ^ Jump up to:abcdefghijkl Mclellan, Dennis (July 2, 2008). “Clay Felker, 82; editor of New York magazine led New Journalism charge”. Los Angeles Times. Retrieved 2008-11-23.
- Jump up^ Korda, Michael (1999). Another Life. United States of America: Random House. pp. 329–340. ISBN0-679-45659-7.
- Jump up^ “35 Years”, April 7, 2003.
- Jump up^ “Three decades of covering what’s up Downtown”, March 31, 2017.
- ^ Jump up to:ab Urquhart, Rachel (November 1990). “Voyage to the Bottom of the Newsstand”. Spy. pp. 60–67.
- Jump up^ Morrison, Colin. Start Spreading the News: “New York” Fights Back. Flashes & Flames (blog).
Further reading[edit]
- The Gang That Wouldn’t Write Straight by Marc Weingarten (2006)
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NY Times on Quinn’s anger at Felker:
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The anecdote about the magazine story, published in 1973, and her son, who was born in 1982, informs us that Quinn, who was born in 1941, practiced the occult in the most demonic ways imaginable well into adulthood. Quinn finally ceased hexing others, but not out of a sense of remorse:
She outs herself as a believer in the occult and as an erstwhile practitioner of voodoo … [and t]he book is awash in tales of Quinn’s occult prowess—she wants people to take this seriously, or at least to believe she takes this seriously. At the very least, she scared herself so badly when her third curse hit its mark—prompting a panic that her previous hexes had been karmically responsible for her son’s illness—that she vowed never to dabble in the dark arts again.
Quinn’s other acts of admitted wickedness include plotting to break up Bradlee’s marriage (which she did) and using the threat of adultery to bend Bradlee to her will.
Had Sally Quinn stayed true to the promise of her book’s whimsical title, “Finding Magic: A Spiritual Memoir,” she might have led readers on a journey of self-exploration as she shared her stories of hope and the many faces of faith in the aftermath of despair.
What in God’s name is going on here?
Bradley, their strange-looking son, and Sally Quinn
We have just discovered that one of the primary movers and shakers of the last half-century is a practicing occultist, and…
Nothing.
Nobody cares.
The information is dropped as though Quinn’s tell-all is the usual-usual about plastic surgeries and sex.
*** JdN Excerpts from the Post article (https://www.washingtonpost.com/outlook/sally-quinns-hexes-marital-ultimatums-and-visceral-love-of-her-son/2017/09/08/94694dfe-882b-11e7-961d-2f373b3977ee_story.html):
Most alarming, she confesses that, like her mother, [Quinn] believes in the deadly power of hexes — and suggests that she has harmed people by using them. If the hairs just stood up on the back of your neck, believe me, you aren’t alone. […]
Her belief in magic and the occult began in early childhood in the 1940s, when she often lived with maternal relatives in Savannah and Statesboro, Ga. As she writes in the memoir, her great-aunt Ruth was a “nice Presbyterian lady” and “a devotee of Scottish mysticism,” and
all of the black domestic staff members “were adherents of voodoo, which they practiced regularly.” […]
Quinn seems to have few reservations about revealing her belief in the deadly power of hexes — her mother’s and her own. […]
She writes of the veterinarian who repeatedly refused to take seriously her mother’s pleas for the beloved family dog, Blitzie. After one such rejection, they returned to the car to find that the dog had died in the back seat. “I had never seen my mother so upset. I was devastated. My mother grabbed my hand pulled me back to the office and started screaming at the SOB. ‘I hope you drop dead,’ she sobbed.” Days later, Quinn claims, he did.
A few years after that, her mother lashed out at a U.S. Army major she thought had mistreated Quinn as a patient in the pediatric ward of a Tokyo hospital: “I hope you drop dead!” her mother said. Quinn claims that he, too, succumbed.
Like mother, like daughter. In some of the most troubling passages of this book, she describes casting hexes on people who later died. One was an attractive young woman who flirted with one of Quinn’s earlier boyfriends. “I won’t say exactly what I did — even now I think that would be bad luck for me — but I practiced what I learned and observed. I worked on the hex for several days until I felt that it would have some effect.”
It did, she claims. The woman committed suicide. Quinn vowed never to cast a hex on someone else — a promise she did not keep. When New York magazine wrote an unfavorable profile of her, she “decided to put a hex” on the magazine’s editor, Clay Felker. He later died of cancer. Not her fault, she told herself, “but still, my embedded religion and my Southern upbringing made me believe otherwise.”
Quinn’s last hex came after a psychic gave her a “devastatingly brutal” reading about her son. The woman dropped dead of a cerebral hemorrhage. “I vowed once again never to put another hex on anyone,” she writes. “Believe me, I haven’t, though I have to admit to being sorely tempted on occasion.”
[…] She was “an angry atheist” at a young age, questioning the existence of God. […] There was no God, she decided.
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Worse still, our Ruling Class is now joking about Quinn putting a deadly hex on President Trump.
In my mind, this explains so, so much.
Before I get to that, though, rewind your brain to last year…
We now know, at the very least, that John Podesta, one of the most powerful men in DC, is comfortable with the occult practice of Spirit Cooking, comfortable enough that his own brother invited him to a Spirit Cookout.
To protect Podesta from this bombshell, and by extension Hillary Clinton (the news broke in the heat of the 2016 presidential campaign), Snopes published a dismissal, which is worth reading.
However, as much as Snopes wants to wish it all away, what cannot be wished away (and what Snopes and Podesta’s other MSM defenders failed to address) is the fact that in 1996, the hostess of this Spirit Dinner, Marina Abramovic, wrote a cookbook about Spirit Cooking with recipes that include “fresh breast milk with fresh sperm milk” and “fresh morning urine.”
Moreover, Abramovic is a full-blown occultist.
Whether or not John Podesta attended this dinner with his brother Tony (a powerful DC lobbyist who admits he did), so what? What in the world is this woman doing swimming in the same circles as the chairman of a presidential nominee’s campaign who also served as chief of staff to a sitting president (Bill Clinton)?
Let’s just say it out loud… The most powerful people in our country are either outright occultists, are comfortable with witchcraft and Satanism, or are moving and shaking among those who are.
Whether or not you believe in the power of the occult, that does not matter. Also beside the point is whether or not the Podestas and Quinn and those calling to have Trump hexed believe.
What we do know is that these people have completely rejected any notion of a loving God, and moved towards darkness.
Furthermore, we also know that this darkness is not about consenting adults behaving badly amongst themselves. Rather, this is about them attempting to harness a power to control others, to manipulate events to their will, to hurt or outright kill those who offend or insult them.
As I said, this explains so, so much. Especially the fact that everyone is shrugging over the disturbing news, as though it is not news, as though it is normal, or at least as though it should be normal.
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…..Two Washington Post articles dealing partly with me
Washington Com-Post fake news: John de Nugent and cohorts are defaming poor little Leo Frank!
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