Is Justin Trudeau a Product of Illuminati Mind Control?
April 18, 2015
(Justin Trudeau with his father Pierre Elliott Trudeau at a Montreal Expos baseball game in 1987. Trudeau was Canadian Prime Minister from 1968-1984.)
Justin Trudeau, the leader of the Liberal Party of Canada, could become Prime Minister after the next general election in October.
Our political leaders all belong to the Illuminati satanic cult that sexually exploit and trauma brainwash their children.
At his father’s funeral, Justin Trudeau seems to allude to MK-Ultra pedophilia and mind control in his eulogy.
Justin Trudeau’s autobiography Common Ground was not easy to review. Its unspoken subtext involves abuse due to the Illuminati/Luciferian background of both sides of his family.
In her book Trance Formation of America, MK-ULTRA survivor Cathy O’Brien stated that many world leaders, including Pierre Trudeau and Brian Mulroney, are pedophiles. She met them in the course of her life as a sex slave trained (with her young daughter) to service high-profile politicians. Other sources support Cathy O’Brien’s allegations.
Over the years, insiders have told me that Pierre’s 1968 marriage to Margaret was “arranged” by the military. The couple was programmed with LSD at a remote farm in British Columbia.
According to Trudeau’s Jesuit mentor, Trudeau ordered the kidnap and murder of his enemy Pierre Laporte in October 1970, because Laporte was threatening him with blackmail and exposure as a pedophile.
After Margaret ran off with the Rolling Stones in 1977, the marriage was over. Soon after, as a single father, Pierre turned to a York University sociologist, John Seeley, for parental advice.
Quite a childhood. First the trauma of being separated from the mother he adored, then frequent exposure to his father’s unsavory friends.
Children often idealize their abusive parents. During his eulogy at Pierre’s funeral, a smiling 28-year-old Justin seemed dissociated, almost giddy. He began the eulogy with a weird story about a trip he took at age six, with his father and grandfather, “to the North Pole,” to a “military installation” at Alert NWT.
There, the awe-struck boy discovered Santa Claus and “that’s when I understood just how powerful and wonderful my father was.”
Carolyn Hamlett, a victim of Illuminati mind control and pedophilia, said these abuses took place at military installations.
Is Justin referring to MK-ULTRA brainwashing? In general, the eulogy rings insincere and hollow. There is no trace of love or grief. His father had little time for his children.
A few years ago, I was shown a 1984 letter signed by Pierre Elliott Trudeau expressing enthusiastic interest in meeting a ten-year-old boy. The letter may have been used in a blackmail attempt by the boy’s father.
If Pierre Trudeau was abusing their children, Margaret’s history of bipolar illness takes on a whole different cast.
Common Ground is all about the heir to the Trudeau throne.
The book is persuasive and well put together, probably with help from a seasoned journalist. It flows like slick PR, but has much unhealed trauma in the margins. Posing as saviours, Trudeaus and Sinclairs may be well-paid agents of national decline, but their story is emblematic and unavoidable.
Here and there, a reader encounters tragedy almost worthy of a Russian novel. Certain passages actually moved me to tears: his parents’ divorce and the loss of his brother. His love for his mother, who skidded into depression while partying with rock stars and royals.
As for the politics – you’re not really interested in Liberal rhetoric, are you? Young Trudeau manfully appeals to Liberal platitudes: tolerance, openness to cultural differences, gender equality, all of which sound good after the Harper decade.
There are odd references suggesting the author has rubbed shoulders with elite perverts. Prince Andrew and the Starlight Foundation. Jacques Hébert and Katimavik. West Point Grey Academy and his mate Christopher Ingvaldson, convicted of possessing child porn.
All in all, Justin’s very likeable, although Post-Traumatic Stress glimmers from his eyes. In Common Ground, he reminds us that everyone has a story to tell. Justin could have flown away like Le Petit Prince, but instead is doing his utmost to move back to the scene of his childhood trauma: the cold, drafty mausoleum called “24 Sussex Drive.”
Note: re War Measures Act 1970
For the conspiracy-minded Canadian, Trudeau’s Illuminati connection makes Canada’s “apprehended insurrection” of October 1970 look like a false flag, perhaps masterminded by elements in the Canadian elite and military with help from their puppet in Ottawa – which is what many Quebecers said at the time. Could the real perps be the same elite gang who programmed Maggie and Pierre and unleashed them on us?
Another of my informants, the astute son of a former prize fighter and colourful Quebec nationalist who knew the score, claims the FLQ terrorists who kidnapped Laporte were victims of “Jesuit mind control.” Cathy O’Brien would back him up.
The FLQ kidnappers had grown up in communities around St. Hubert Air Force Base, in the era when it was the scene of MK-ULTRA experiments on Quebec children. Military scientists used silent sound weapons and drugs to scramble the children’s brainwaves. During the height of the FLQ Crisis, the fugitive kidnappers chose to “hide out” with their captive, Pierre Laporte, in a house which was on the doorstep of that base. Reportedly, their every move was being monitored electronically by military secretly stationed in the house next door.
Of course, few people have heard this “alternative” history of how the War Measures Act got declared. Justin parrots the official story, which doesn’t concern him since it was all over by the time he was born: Christmas Day, 1971.
Makow note: I was a reporter at the Ottawa Journal the night Justin was born, and wrote a front page story.
Related: Pedophilia – The Fish Rots from the Head. This satanic cult controls society.
Margaret Trudeau says she dreads ‘bullying’ attack ads against son Justin (Is Justin a Manchurian Candidate?)
Oaks said (April 19, 2015):
He has attended all major pride parades in Canada – Why? It is not to obtain votes from the majority of Canadians. I am beginning to believe he has sold out to the elite and was engineered to become the party leader for the Liberal Party for the sole purpose of splitting the vote in the PM’s favor. There is no advantage for him to capture the gay vote at the expense of the religious majority. He might be a means to an end as a traitor to destroy the Liberal Party; now what a conspiracy that would be if his leadership is all a hoax.
Robert K said (April 19, 2015):
Just for information purposes: Pierre Trudeau’s wife, Margaret, née Sinclair, is the daughter of a onetime heavyweight Canadian Cabinet Minister. The Sinclair family, originating in Normandy as the Saint-Clair family, has a long association with Freemasonry, and with the Scottish Roslyn Chapel, of “The Da Vinci Code” fame, since the 15th century.
Two of Trudeau’s sons, Justin being one, were born on Christmas Day.
The wife of former Prime Minister Brian Mulroney, Mila, née Pivnicki, is the daughter of a Yugoslavian immigrant who was mentored by Dr. Ewen Cameron, of CIA-financed MK-Ultra fame, at the Allan Memorial Institute at McGill University and himself became a senior psychiatrist there.
and Justin’s wife just gave birth to a son that they’ve named “Hadrian”
RE said (April 19, 2015):
It doesn’t matter who of the three main party leaders gets elected, all three are staunch supporters of Israel to the
detriment of Canada. All that the powers that be want from the public is to give their “stamp of approval” of those,
preselected for office. They call this “democracy”?
Bill S said (April 19, 2015):
Interesting article. Just 3 observations after watching the eulogy video.
First, the idea that we should have deep respect for those with whom we disagree seems wrong to me. People whom we consider to be traitors, for example. People intent on destroying our nation and culture, for example. I have nothing but contempt and righteous hatred for them.
Second, the boy said his father had a deep and abiding faith in almighty (I was expecting to hear GOD) Canadian People. What?!@#$ And nobody flinched!
Finally, he started quivering his voice, as if this was some sort of oratory competition. That’s when I turned it off.
Nathan said (April 19, 2015):
Just read the article about Justin Trudeau. I watched a show on Netflix about Hunter S Thompson. It has a recording of him talking about witnessing Margaret Trudeau in an orgy with a group of Hells Angels. He relates how he thought she was being raped at first but realized it was ‘consensual’.
I have not read Cathy O’Brien’s book but I wonder how many names in it are connected to Paul Desmarais and the Power Corporation? I have heard that Desmarais Sr. had a close relationship with the King of Spain, perhaps something akin to Larry Silverstein and Netanyahu. Here is a link to a National Post article after Desmarais’ funeral in 2013. Bush Sr. referred to him as ‘a real point of light’ a la his infamous 9/11/1991 ‘NWO/thousand points of light’ speech.
Steve said (April 18, 2015):
Justin Trudeau is a lightweight who will never become PM. He is a stalking horse to ensure Harper is re-elected. Proof is the fact he refused to merge with the NDP, the only chance of unseating Harper.
“The entire reason governments are created is so that members of pederast cults can protect themselves from us, aka the people.” – Alex Poulos (Celtic Rebel)
by Ann Diamond (Reading Montreal)
Someone recently compared Justin Trudeau’s mind to a teenager’s bedroom. This autobiography shows he’s been busy lately cleaning it up. Almost believable in its persistent tone of sincerity, it made me forget for a while that the Trudeau era was a time of massive deception.
First there was Trudeau-mania. After it subsided came a wave of national depression and cynicism. In its aftermath, Common Ground – which Trudeau ends with a long, boring blast of Liberal feel-good rhetoric – left me depressed, cynical, and in need of a good stiff drink or dose of lithium.
Definitely the boy, or his publicist, can tell a story. There’s no denying Justin’s life has been marked by tragedy: his parents’ very public divorce, his mother’s descent into mental illness, the death of his younger brother in an avalanche. These candid moments are genuinely moving and the book’s greatest strength. Justin has lived through many of the challenges of his generation, and his team understands he can draw on the youth vote in the next election, if he can just get them off their cell phones and drugs.
Judging by how many people seem to like it, Team Trudeau has scored a coup with this book, remaking Justin’s image from pampered Golden Boy into a roll-up-your-sleeves, school-of-hard-knocks underdog, ready to bare his chest and rebound from every overhand punch in the televised charity bout of Canadian politics.
Maybe that’s why, in this pre-election scrum, the son treats his late father with kid gloves, never implying Pierre was anything but a kind, involved parent. It’s the best we can expect, but it does make me wonder how much the writer has repressed.
The opening lines to his eulogy at Pierre Trudeau’s funeral were more ambivalent and ironic: “Friends, Romans, Countrymen –” and a pause just long enough for the audience to fill in the unspoken: “I have come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.” Canadians have got used to saying that Justin is “not Pierre” or even a close second. In Common Ground, he almost manages to turn this lifelong failure into an asset. Throughout, he never stops praising the father he could never please when he was alive.
Notwithstanding the roses, pirouettes, and wide-ranging sexual appetite, Pierre was deeply committed to bringing up his three sons. Still, many found him distant, cold, and detached from the lives of ordinary people – whereas Justin, an average student, supposedly has the popular touch. Closer to his jet-setting mother, he occasionally flirted with politics. At McGill, he loyally campaigned against the Meech Lake Accord and, perhaps more tellingly, volunteered with the Sexual Assault Centre. Gravitating to youth work, he kept a low profile as a teacher in British Columbia, rooming for a while with a now-convicted pedophile, and also sitting on the board of the Katimavik Centre, founded by his father’s friend Senator Jacques Hébert.
His eulogy at Pierre’s funeral in September 2000 catapulted him into the public eye at 30. The Trudeaus are used to displaying emotion in public, from “Just watch me” during the October Crisis to the one-finger salute in Salmon Arm; but even by their standards, Justin’s performance by his father’s coffin was an embarrassing cliff-hanger: a rambling 9-minute speech that began, almost surreally, with a trip to the North Pole and ended with “Papa, je t’aime” and a handkerchief moment.
There is a lot in the family history to suggest their charisma is rehearsed in secret, to distract from those old rumours that Pierre and Margaret came together in the 1960s under the auspices of the Air Force and were programmed with LSD at a farm out in BC. During her recent breakdown, Margaret was hospitalized at McGill’s notorious Allan Memorial Institute under the care of Dr. Dimitri Pivnicki, father of Mila Mulroney.
Canada’s elite is so small, perhaps it was inevitable that Justin would end up as Liberal leader. This book goes far in dispelling any notions that his ascent was automatic or effortless. On the way up, Justin spent time pounding the pavement of his Papineau riding, the poorest in Canada, standing around grocery store parking lots handing out leaflets and introducing himself to locals, many of whom were still hostile to the memory of Pierre. Justin – or his staff of writers – would have us believe that he sweated his way up slowly from the bottom of the political heap to become our Future Prime Minister, the only leader capable of coaxing alienated and apathetic youth back to the ballot boxes and bringing in a whole new era of tolerance, prosperity, and national unity.
I was touched and impressed to read of Justin’s struggles in a down-and-out Montreal neighbourhood I know well, until I realized his handlers have found a perfect way to repackage his image. Much as the Katimavik kids he once mentored spend time in community service en route to high-paying careers elsewhere, Justin emerged from his short season in Hell to grab the leadership, and champion pipelines and more Draconian surveillance laws. Pierre, who gave us the War Measures Act, would be proud to welcome his prodigal son back to the club.
Maybe Justin plans to harness the energies of his own generation that has lived through lots of divorce, psychiatry, drugs, and sexual experimentation. Maybe the secret violence that marked Pierre’s career has kept Justin out of politics until now.
So what draws him into the political mainstream at this time? Could it be a sense of civic responsibility? The obligations in which children of the elite so often find themselves entangled? The Trudeau family curse?
The strong undertow of tragedy makes Common Ground a compelling read. The younger Trudeau navigates dark waters with some of the same aplomb his dad displayed shooting the Canadian rapids, while lesser men opted to portage.
Leonard Cohen and MKULTRA – Military Mind Control at McGill and Columbia – Experiments with Sensory Isolation and LSD – Allan Memorial Institute, Montreal – British-Trained Eugenicists
False-Flag “Terror”™ at Ottawa’s Parliament Buildings – “Radicalized” “Muslim” Patsies – Zionist “Intelligence” Services, Zionist-Controlled Nations – Manufacturing ISIS™ – Mass Media Chicken Littles – Staged Productions Calculated to Frighten Canadians – Harper: Lackey to Israeli Geopolitical Ambitions