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Promis

by

Michael C. Ruppert

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"U.S. journalist Mike Ruppert, a former Los Angeles police
officer who now runs a Web site that seeks to expose CIA
covert operations, said he met with RCMP investigator
McDade on Aug. 3 in L.A. Ruppert said the RCMP officer was
anxious to see documents he received three years ago from a
shadowy Green Beret named Bill Tyre [sic] detailing the
sale of rigged Promis software to Canada." - The Toronto
Star, September 4, 2000.

Only the legends of Excalibur, the sword of invincible
power, and the Holy Grail, the chalice from which Christ
took his wine at the Last Supper begin to approach the
mysterious aura that have evolved in the world of secret
intelligence around a computer software program named
Promis. Created in the 1970s by former National Security
Agency (NSA) programmer and engineer Bill Hamilton, now
President of Washington, D.C.'s Inslaw Corporation, PROMIS
(Prosecutor's Management Information System) crossed a
threshold in the evolution of computer programming. Working
from either huge mainframe computer systems or smaller
networks powered by the progenitors of today's PCs, PROMIS,
from its first "test drive" a quarter century ago, was able
to do one thing that no other program had ever been able to
do. It was able to simultaneously read and integrate any
number of different computer programs or data bases
simultaneously, regardless of the language in which the
original programs had been written or the operating system
or platforms on which that data base was then currently
installed.

In the mid 1970s, at least as far as computer programs were
concerned, the "universal translator" of Star Trek had
become a reality. And the realm of Star Trek is exactly
where most of the major media would have the general public
place the Promis story in their world views. But given the
fact that the government of Canada has just spent millions
of dollars investigating whether or not a special version
of Promis, equipped with a so-called "back door" has
compromised its national security, one must concede that
perhaps the myths surrounding Promis and what has happened
to it need to be re-evaluated. Myths, by definition, cannot
be solved, but facts can be understood and integrated. Only
a very few people realize how big the Promis story really
is.

It is difficult to relegate Promis to the world of myth and
fantasy when so many tangible things, like the recently
acknowledged RCMP investigation make it real. Canadians are
not known for being wildly emotional types given to sprees.
And one must also include the previous findings of
Congressional oversight committees and no less than six
obvious dead bodies ranging from investigative journalist
Danny Casolaro in 1991, to a government employee named Alan
Standorf, to British Publisher and lifelong Israeli agent
Robert Maxwell also in 1991, to retired Army CID
investigator Bill McCoy in 1997, to a father and son named
Abernathy in a small northern California town named
Hercules. The fact that commercial versions of Promis are
now available for sale directly from Inslaw belies the fact
that some major papers and news organizations instantly and
laughably use the epithet conspiracy theorist to stigmatize
anyone who discusses it. Fear may be the major obstacle or
ingredient in the myth surrounding modified and "enhanced"
versions of Promis that keeps researchers from fully
pursuing leads rising in its wake. I was validated in this
theory on September 23rd in a conversation with FTW
Contributing Editor Peter Dale Scott, Ph.D. Scott, a
Professor Emeritus at UC Berkeley and noted author. Peter,
upon hearing of the details of my involvement, frankly told
me that Promis frightened him. Casolaro, who was found dead
in a West Virginia motel room in 1991, had Scott's name
(Scott is also a Canadian) in a list of people to contact
about his Promis findings. He never got that far.

A close examination of the Promis saga actually leads to
more than a dozen deaths which may well be why so many
people avoid it. And many of those deaths share in common a
pattern where, within 48 hours of death, bodies are
cremated, residences are sanitized and all files disappear.
This was certainly the case with my friend Bill McCoy, a
legendary retired Army CID investigator who was also the
principal investigator for Hamilton in his quest to recover
what may be hundreds of millions in lost royalties and to
reunite him with the evolved progeny of his brain child.
Those progeny now have names like SMART (Self Managing
Artificial Reasoning Technology) and TECH. I will never
forget hearing of McCoy's death and his immediate cremation
and then trying to reconcile that with the number of times
he had told me, while sitting in his Fairfax Virginia home,
that he wanted to be buried next to his beloved wife in
spite of the fact that he was a Taoist.

I have tried to avoid becoming involved in Promis even
though I have been in possession of documents and
information about the case for more than six years.
Reluctantly, as I realized that recent developments gave me
a moral imperative to write, I gathered all of my scattered
computer files connecting the case into one place. When
assembled they totaled more than seven megabytes and that
did not include maybe 500 printed pages of separate files.

In researching this story I found a starkly recurring
theme. It appeared first in a recent statement I tape
recorded from probably one of the three best informed open
sources on the story in the world, William Tyree. I also
came across the same theme, almost verbatim, in a research
paper that I discovered while following leads from other
sources.

Tyree is no stranger to FTW. A former US Army Green Beret,
framed in 1979, he has been serving a life sentence for the
murder of his wife Elaine outside of Fort Devens
Massachusetts, then home of the 10th Special Forces Group.
I have written of him in no less than six prior issues of
FTW. He has, from his prison cell in Walpole Massachusetts,
been a central if little known figure in the Promis case
for many years, like a monk mysteriously possessed of
information that no one else could obtain. If the story is
ever fully told his role may be even more significant than
anyone has ever supposed.

The information from Tyree, recorded in a phone
conversation on August 28, and the research work on
"block-modeling" social research theory uncovered while
researching other leads both describe the same unique
position or vantage point from hypothetical and actual
perspectives. Tyree described an actual physical point in
space, further out than ever thought possible and now used
by US satellites. This distance is made possible by Promis
progeny so evolved that they make the original software
look primitive. The social research, which included
pioneering mathematical work - apparently facilitating the
creation of artificial intelligence - postulated that a
similar remote hypothetical position would eliminate
randomness from all human activity. Everything would be
visible in terms of measurable and predictable patterns -
the ultimate big picture. Just one of the key web sites
where I found this information is located at
http://web.syr.edu/~bvmarten/socialnet.html.

One of FTW's guiding principles is our incessant drive to
separate that which is important from that which is merely
true. The purpose of this article is to provide leads and
insights, some very concrete, for the continued
investigation of the Promis saga. While we do not claim to
be worthy of pulling Excalibur from the stone we do hope to
be divorced enough from egotistical motivations and dreams
of Pulitzers or glory to avoid being led into the trap that
has befallen so many seeking the Holy Grail. FTW believes
that the Promis story will only be solved by a group of
people working together selflessly for a greater good.
Maybe there is legend here after all. Put simply, from the
vantage point of a child actor in 1970s Burger King
commercials, "It's too big to eat!"

What would you do if you possessed software that could
think, understand every language in the world, that
provided peep holes into everyone else's computer "dressing
rooms," that could insert data into computers without
people's knowledge, that could fill in blanks beyond human
reasoning and also predict what people would do - before
they did it? You would probably use it wouldn't you? But
Promis is not a virus. It has to be installed as a program
on the computer systems that you want to penetrate. Being
as uniquely powerful as it is this is usually not a
problem. Once its power and advantages are demonstrated,
most corporations, banks or nations are eager to be a part
of the "exclusive" club that has it. And, as is becoming
increasingly confirmed by sources connected to this story,
especially in the worldwide banking system, not having
Promis - by whatever name it is offered - can exclude you
from participating in the ever more complex world of money
transfers and money laundering. As an example, look at any
of the symbols on the back of your ATM card. Picture your
bank refusing to accept the software that made it possible
to transfer funds from LA to St. Louis, or from St. Louis
to Rome.

The other thing to remember is that where mathematics has
proved that every human being on the earth is connected to
every other by only six degrees of separation, in covert
operations the number shrinks to around three. In the
Promis story it often shrinks to two. It really is a small
world.

The First Rip Off

Reagan confidant and overseer for domestic affairs from
1981 to 1985 Ed Meese loved Promis software. According to
lawsuits and appeals filed by Hamilton, as well as the
records of Congressional hearings, the FBI and dozens of
news stories, the legend of Promis began in 1981-2. After a
series of demonstrations showing how well Promis could
integrate the computers of dozens of US attorneys offices
around the country, the Department of Justice (DoJ) ordered
an application of the software under a tightly controlled
and limited license. From there, however, Meese, along with
cronies D. Lowell Jensen (also no stranger to FTW's pages)
and Earl Brian allegedly engaged in a conspiracy to steal
the software, modify it to include a "trap door" that would
allow those who knew of it to access the program in other
computers, and then sell it overseas to foreign
intelligence agencies. Hamilton began to smell a rat when
agencies from other countries, like Canada, started asking
him for support services in French when he had never made
sales to Canada.

The Promis-managed data could be anything from financial
records of banking institutions to compilations of various
records used to track the movement of terrorists. That made
the program a natural for Israel which, according to
Hamilton and many other sources, was one of the first
countries to acquire the bootlegged software from Meese and
Company. As voluminously described by Inslaw attorney, the
late Elliot Richardson, the Israeli Mossad under the
direction of Rafi Eitan, allegedly modified the software
yet again and sold it throughout the Middle East. It was
Eitan, the legendary Mossad captor of Adolph Eichmann,
according to Hamilton, who had masqueraded as an Israeli
prosecutor to enter Inslaw's DC offices years earlier and
obtain a first hand demonstration of what the Promis could
do.

Not too many Arab nations would trust a friendly Mossad
agent selling computer programs. So the Mossad provided
their modified Promis to flamboyant British publishing
magnate Robert Maxwell, a WWII Jewish resistance fighter
who had assumed the Anglo name and British citizenship
after the war. It was Maxwell, capable of travelling the
world and with enormous marketing resources, who became the
sales agent for Promis and then sold it to, among others,
the Canadian government. Maxwell drowned mysteriously in
late 1991, not long after investigative reporter Danny
Casolaro was "suicided" in West Virginia. Maxwell may not
have been the only one to send Promis north.

In the meantime, after winning some successes, including a
resounding Congressional finding that he had been cheated,
Bill Hamilton hit his own buzz saw in a series of moves by
the Reagan and Bush Justice Departments and rigged court
decisions intended to bankrupt him and force him out of
business. He survived and fought on. In the meantime
hundreds of millions of dollars in royalties and sales fees
were going into the wrong pockets. And, as was later
revealed from a number of directions, this initial
tampering with the software was far from the only game in
town. Both the CIA, through GE Aerospace in Herndon
Virginia (GAO Contract #82F624620), the FBI and elements of
the NSA were tinkering with Promis, not just to modify it
with a trap door, but to enhance it with artificial
intelligence or AI. It's worth it to note that GE Aerospace
was subsequently purchased by Martin-Marietta which then
merged to become Lockheed-Martin the largest defense and
aerospace contractor in the world. This will become
important later on.

Confidential documents obtained by FTW indicate that much
of the AI development was done at the Los Alamos National
Laboratory and Sandia Labs using research from other US
universities, including Harvard, Cal-Tech and the
University of California. And it was not just Reagan
Republicans who got their hands on it either. As we'll see
shortly, Promis came to life years before the election of
Ronald Reagan. It was also, according to Bill Tyree, an
essential element in the espionage conducted by Jonathan
Pollard against not only the US government but the
Washington embassies of many nations targeted by Israel's
Mossad.

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Michael C. Ruppert

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