Notice to readers. So that I may take my annual sabbatical in the Canadian wilderness, the next several reports will be pre-written. They will focus on the history of how I got involved in fighting the Khazarian Mafia. Hopefully, this will help readers get a better understanding of what is happening now. Of course, if something really big happens, we will issue an emergency report.
If you are really doing your job as a front-line reporter, it will not take too long before you run into a dark underside of the powers that run the world. In my case, I first ran into the hoodlums who run the world while reporting on the Japanese financial bubble of the late 1980s. Japan was very important at the time because the bubble made the real estate in Japan worth 20 times more than all the real estate in the United States. The stock market too was worth by far more than that of the U.S. With so much money involved, the foreign financial companies and their controlled press wanted in on the action.
At the time, I was a rare native English speaker who could read a Japanese newspaper and as a result, was offered many lucrative jobs in the financial industry. I chose to become a reporter instead. My first reporting job (with Knight Ridder Financial News) involved going every week to the Finance Minister’s (Kiichi Miyazawa at the time) weekly press conferences so I had a front-row seat at the center of Japanese power.
My understanding from university and reference books was that the real power in Japan rested within the finance ministry. This was confirmed when, as the first foreign reporter to regularly attend these briefings, I noticed that every time I asked a question, some bureaucrat would whisper the answer into the minister’s ear. It turns out that is because my questions rarely fit into the pre-arranged script he was given to read from. The Japanese reporters, of course, asked pre-arranged softball questions.
In any case, after realizing the finance minister was a puppet, I decided to go straight to the source and talk directly to the bureaucrats. I soon found out they would only give me straightforward answers when I called them at night on their direct lines when no colleagues were present. It was on one of those calls that an exasperated section chief blurted out “if you really want to know what is going on, talk to Nomura Securities.”
At the time, Nomura was widely considered by the locals to be the most important power center in Japan. A Chairman and President who both had the name Tabuchi, even though they were not directly related, ran Nomura in those days. They were known as big Tabuchi and little Tabuchi. They always knew before the financial press or the other financial institutions what the important financial numbers were going to be before they were released, and they traded the markets accordingly.
It turns out the Tabuchis controlled Japan as follows:
They made a list of 5,000 VIPs (journalists, politicians, gangsters, industrialists, celebrities, etc.) and lent them each several million dollars. They then told them which stocks to buy with the money. After this Nomura salespeople across Japan would go to doctors, housewives, small businessmen, etc., and push their list of “recommended stocks.” These would then shoot up in price at which point the VIPs bailed out, returned their loans, and kept millions in profits.
What I watched from the front line (although I did not know it at the time) was the George Bush Sr. led CIA dismantle this empire. They were taken down in a giant VIP scandal by Japanese police taking their orders ultimately from Bush. Bush had taken over de facto control of Japan after ordering Japan airlines flight 123 to be shot down with a missile on August 12th, 1985, killing 498 people in order to force Japanese authorities into obedience. The purpose was to take control of the vast sums of money sloshing around Japan during the bubble years.
At the time I was aware of this takeover only as the “financial big bang” that opened up the “corrupt” Japanese financial markets to the “ethical” foreign operators like Morgan Stanley.
A big eye-opener for me came after the Japanese financial bubble burst. This was known as the Jusen scandal. The Japanese press was full of stories about how the government was going to pay about $80 billion to bail out these real estate loan companies run by former finance ministry bureaucrats. They kept asking about “borrower responsibility.” When I researched who the “borrowers” were it turns out they were all Japanese gangsters. So, here we had the Japanese government using taxpayer money to bail out companies run by ex-bureaucrats that lent exclusively to gangsters.
This is when I decided I needed to talk to the gangsters. Through a Japanese TV personality friend, I was introduced to a very senior gangster (who I subsequently talked to extensively over a period of about 10 years).
He told me the gangsters were just middlemen. He said the gangs would only take a cut of the taxpayer money before passing the bulk on to the powerbrokers. He explained this was only a side business. A much bigger source of gang money was public works.
Politicians would give them information about where roads and other public works real estate purchases were going to take place. The gangsters would then convince or force the landowners to sell the property to them. Later, when the government bought the land from them at an inflated price, the politicians would get their cut. This, by the way, is why the Japanese government has been pushing for the Olympics to be held despite 80% of the Japanese public being opposed. The gangsters need to be paid off or else.
Another thing the gangs did was kill journalists, politicians, and industrialists, etc. who were not going along with the system.
In the top-level Japanese gangsters’ worldview, Japanese gangs as well as the rest of the world were ultimately ruled by “a group of eight people who sat around a table and divided up the oil and the dollars.” It turns out they were right. This is what I now refer to as the Octagon group that runs the Khazarian Mafia.
The case that finally got me in the crosshairs of the Khazarian Mafia was the murder of Nippon Credit Bank (now Aozora Bank) President Tadayo Honma. Honma supposedly committed suicide 16 days after taking over the bank. I knew Honma from his days at the Bank of Japan so I didn’t believe he killed himself. So I asked my gangster friend who told me Honma had a gun pointed to his head and was told to write a suicide note. After that, he was drugged and strangled. I wrote in detail about this for Forbes magazine with plenty of corroborating evidence (you cannot publish allegations like this based only on an anonymous gangster source).
It turns out Honma had been killed because he tried to stop all the money in his bank from being given to North Korea. As soon as he was killed, the bank was drained of all its funds and the money did go to North Korea. Then Aozora was given a huge taxpayer bailout and handed over to the Rockefellers (via Softbank, Cerberus, former U.S. Vice President Dan Quayle, etc.).
It was interesting that almost immediately after I wrote in Forbes that Honma had been murdered, Fortune Magazine came up with a cover story saying he committed suicide.
Shortly after this, I was contacted by a certain Barry Eisler who told me he was writing a novel and that in it a Forbes bureau chief modeled after me would be murdered with a heart-attack-inducing weapon while riding the subway. It turns out Eisler was CIA. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barry_Eisler
At the time I thought it was funny but it was not long after his book “Rain Fall” (now called “A Clean Kill in Tokyo)” came that someone really did try to kill me with a heart-attack-inducing weapon when I was on the subway. The would-be assassin was an older white male who stood out like a sore thumb in the subway. He was carrying a two-foot-long, four inches wide (60 by 10cm) white cylindrical device. As soon as I got out of the train he approached me very quickly from behind pointing the device at my back. I escaped by ducking behind a pillar.
It turns out that a trademark of the Khazarian Mafia is to announce what they are going to do in a fiction format and then they actually do it. Remember, for example, how the book about a ship called the Titan sinking on its maiden voyage came out shortly before the Titanic was sunk. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wreck_of_the_Titan:_Or,_Futility
They also did that with an X-File spinoff, TV show pilot called “The Lone Gunmen” about a plane being rammed into the World Trade Center building that aired almost a year before 9.11.2001 and had been filmed and scripted much earlier. In fact, a good way to catalog their crimes over the years would be to look for real incidents that were predicted in eerily accurate fiction.
In any case, this was not the first murder attempt I survived. A more serious attempt came from my gangster source after we had a misunderstanding. This one took place in Sakhalin, Russia.
What happened was that people from the Asahi Newspaper and TBS television came to me and told me that Tadamasa Goto of the notorious Goto gang was at the UCLA hospital getting a liver transplant. Of course, I was intrigued, why would a known criminal and non-U.S. citizen be given priority over the hundreds of Americans waiting for a liver transplant. Of course, I ran this by my gang source who said “if you write that you will be ground up into fish cake.”
When I told him I did not respond to threats he said “If you write that, I will never talk to you again.” For me, keeping access to a politburo level gang source who gave me dozens of major scoops, was more important than a relatively trivial story about a Japanese gangster getting a liver transplant. The story was later broken by my colleague Jake Adelstein, who was told by gangsters associated with Goto to “erase the story or be erased, your family too”. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tadamasa_Goto
In any case, after this meeting with my source, I went to Sakhalin, Russia, to do a story on the oil fields there for Forbes. I was told to visit a big casino owned by the Japanese mob there. The casino was straight out of a movie set. Armed Chechen hoodlums sub-contracting for the Japanese gangsters surrounded it. I was chaperoned by the Japanese gangster in charge of operations there. Unlike my source, who could easily pass off as a high-level businessman, this guy was thuggish. He also kept nervously looking at the door.
When I told him I was leaving the club he said “you can’t because you are about to be killed.” Once I realized I was being set up for a hit I bluffed and pointed to a few foreign oil workers in the bar and said, “don’t worry those guys are CIA and they are watching over me.” As soon as he heard me, the gangster immediately jumped up, grabbed his phone, made a call, and came back looking very relieved. He said, “it is okay now you can go back to your hotel.” The Chechens outside seemed surprised to see me go in peace.
It was around this time that my colleague Paul Klebnikov, the Moscow Bureau Chief for Forbes was shot nine times after leaving his residence in Moscow. It took an hour for the ambulance to arrive but he was still alive when he got in it. Klebnikov died in the hospital when the elevator he was in stopped for eight minutes.
What I did not realize at the time was that Klebnikov and I were among many mainstream journalists being killed, fired, or retired by the Khazarian Mafia faction working under Bush Sr.
To be continued next week.