Costco Sting Operation

Had the Obama administration been successful, I am sure I would have spent the rest of my life in solitary confinement and cut off from the world.

(EUGENE) - In the Orwellian world we live in, one need not commit a crime to be arrested and thrown in prison. One only need discuss committing a crime or have it determined that one has the disposition for committing a crime. The NSA searches the world for unsuspecting innocent victims so FBI agents can attempt to entrap them and send them to prison.

The purpose is not to protect American citizens, but to convince them that we live in a dangerous world full of terrorists and had best stick close to our leader. Most suspects are Muslim in keeping with the imaginary enemy with which Americans have been kept mesmerized.[1].

In Oregon we had the young Muslim man who was enticed by undercover FBI agents to join them in setting off a bomb during Portland’s Christmas tree lighting ceremony. The young man was chosen to push the button that would set off the bomb. Though there wasn’t a bomb and nothing happened when he pushed the button, he was arrested and convicted of “terrorism”.

What hypocrisy. This young man who was convinced by undercover FBI agents that he was doing what was right by his abused people and his religion now sits in prison while Bush and Cheney who with Congressional approval led the world into an illegal war against Iraq that destroyed their country and killed hundreds of thousands of innocent people are free and enjoying retirement with full government benefits—all paid for by American taxpayers.

In previous chapters I discussed several attempts by Schwab and the Obama administration to entrap me and get me off the streets. Though these would have resulted in serious consequences for me, they were mild compared to what they had in store for me.

In August 2013 I was shopping at Eugene, Oregon’s Costco store when I came upon an outside vendor selling office chairs. Because of my spinal problems, I am always on the lookout for a better office chair so I stopped to try it. The salesman introduced himself as Carter Gregg and handed me his card. He told me that CoreWerks, located in Bellingham, Washington, produced the chairs. He explained the design features and how the chair benefited the spine and core muscles. I can’t recall how it started, but we were soon off on a tangent and talking about how Wall Street created the current US economic crises. He was then talking about the capitalists and how they were ripping off the middle class. We got into the bad food that was causing obesity and dangerous prescription drugs that were making people sick and killing them. I found it quite refreshing to talk with someone who was aware of the dilemma Americans were in.

After he had established a connection with me, he changed the subject and asked what type work I did and if I sat a lot. This led to a discussion about my having spent years writing and publishing my book. When he asked what the book was about, I was reluctant to begin a lengthy discussion so tried to provide a brief overview. He wasn’t satisfied and kept digging for more details about the story. I finally told him about my experiences with Kim and Schwab and how reporting Schwab to the Bush and Obama administrations had resulted in their collusion with Schwab to protect him and turning their wrath on me. This led into a discussion about US government spying and stalking. He was nonchalant while telling me how the government had been spying on him for many years. He gave me an example about an FBI agent he noticed hanging around a boat he was living on. I was falling for it and started telling him more about my experiences with Schwab and the government’s surveillance, stalking, and entrapment activities for the past twelve years.

He suddenly became more serious and looked concerned. “How are you going to get even with these people for what they did to you?”

This caught me by surprise and I had to think for a moment. I said, “I am exposing them by publishing my story for the world to see.

He shook his head as if this wasn’t enough. I became alarmed when he mentioned that he had connections and how easy it was to hire people to take care of people like this.

When I appeared incredulous he played the role of an assassin and said, “All I need is my .270 rifle.” He held up his arms as though holding a rifle. “Obama is out there in the open and I’m a couple blocks away with my .270.” He turned and looked at me with a big smiled as though he had accomplished his objective. I was in shock as I suddenly realized what was going on.

As if on cue, a large man stepped up and interrupted us before I could respond. He said, “How do these chairs work anyway?” The salesman wanted to help his new customer, so he shook my hand and said, “I’ll be here a few more days if you want to come back and talk some more.”

By the time I got home I had sorted things out and realized that I had narrowly escaped another FBI sting operation. I suspected the salesman and large man that interrupted us were undercover FBI agents and this was an attempt to entrap me. A wrong response relative to suggestions about killing Obama and they would have handcuffed me and hauled me away. The government would confiscate my book, shut down my website, and Charles R Schwab would retire to his Pebble Beach mansion knowing that he had won the greatest battle of his life.

Though I already knew that this was a US government undercover sting operation, there was a way to prove it. The next day I wrote and reported this incident to Costco’s CEO Jeffrey Brotman. I also wrote to Oregon’s Senator Ron Wyden and Congressman Peter DeFazio. I also notified local law enforcement officials. The fact I did not receive a response to my reports that a man at Costco was advocating the assassination of President Obama proves to me that my assumption about this being an FBI sting operation was correct.

Had the Obama administration been successful, I am sure I would have spent the rest of my life in solitary confinement and cut off from the world. After twelve years Schwab and the US government would have been successful in silencing me. After a long delay while the Obama administration figured out how to react to another failed sting operation, I received brief courtesy letters from Wyden and DeFazio. They thanked me for contracting them, but avoided any mention of the FBI’s Costco sting operation. I did not receive a reply from Costco CEO Jeffery Brotman.

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Wayne was born in a small farm town in California's San Joaquin Valley. At age ten, he moved with his family to San Jose, California, which at the time had a population of 50,000 and was surrounded by orchards--mostly prunes. At age twenty, he joined IBM, one of the first electronic plants that would evolve into what we know today as Silicon Valley. Most of his college education was acquired through part-time classes while sometimes working ten hours a day. Wayne started on the bottom in the magnetic disk manufacturing facility, which produced the large disks for the earlier IBM computer systems. These magnetically coated disks would evolve into what we know today as hard drives. Wayne's last assignment with IBM was setting up their first inkjet printer lab that became what we know today as the Lexmark printer business. After his retirement from IBM, he wrote human interest stories for a small town newspaper.