I first met Markus Wolf when I was only four years old, and already targeted by the forces of espionage. It seemed that I stood in line for a large inheritance, and the enemy wanted to use me to hasten the "Inequitable Collapse of Capitalism" by exploiting a legal loophole in inheritance law.
    If one could be committed, the estate would then be given to a relative, like my Mother. Only, she being a Communist Agent, she would demand that the estate be communized, that is to say, split up among all her sisters and other relatives. The grand effect of that would be the dissolution of all large industries, farms, ranches and the like in the long term. But most importantly, it would present a massive psychological blow all American males timed to occur in conjunction with other long espionage, PSYOPS, and military agendas since waged upon the US.
    They knew doggone well, I guess from genealogy experts, that I had Celiac's Disease, and hoped to exploit it, as I explain on this website.
    They arranged for my dad to be transfered to Germany. They had my Mother put me in German Kindergarden (So I spoke German) and take me one day to the park to meet this man. He was dressed as a clown, wore stilt shoes, and had wondrous multicolored balloons on strings that actually floated. He wanted to meet me and told me that if I had enough of them I could float up into the sky with the clouds.
    To utilize the subconscious in espionage behavioral programming is intrinsic to the craft.
    A German cop sort of a person challenged him, and ask to see his ID. The cop questioned why the wallet and ID was so new and why he was dressed so strange. The "Clown" said he'd recently lost same, and why was he being questioned?
    But the die was cast, and this Spymaster-To-Be would run my Mother and thereby me long-distance through a "Friend" of hers I remember as "Donna." Until the CIA ushered me into US Army M.I. after high school, and I was sent to Germany again to lure him - And an assassination team (People kept dying in horrible fashion all about me - But the same way.)
    This is that long story, for which secrets I was sent "To ground" the last 30 years, and now to be told at this grand junction of history, world events, and the most vital election EVER in the United States.