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Through my work as a senior intelligence officer in the world of national security and special operations, I have
known about the courageous work Patrick Byrne has been directed to do on behalf of the United States Government.
Most people don’t understand the work of “national intelligence assets,” but that is what Patrick has been asked to
be within the opaque world of government-to-government relationships. He’s been placed into extremely difficult
positions and has had to use his judgment to accomplish his directed missions to the best of his ability.
This takes extraordinary judgment and courage. I’ve gotten to personally know Patrick over the past few years
because of his USG directed role in rooting out corruption. He has been unshakable when it comes to his relentless
pursuit of exposing the deep levels of corruption within our government. For a man who thought his life would be
spent engaging an overseas adversary, he found himself battling his own government.
The incredible story of bribery, blackmail, rape, murder, and other tales—normally the stuff found in novels—are
the truth coming from a man who was asked to enable, encourage, or conduct these actions on behalf of our very
own government. Patrick’s story is for real, he’s for real, the corruption he’s exposed is for real, and it only gets
worse the further you read.
In the nineteenth century, the expression “The emperor has no clothes” was firmly planted in the world’s lexicon
thanks to the children’s morality tale by Danish writer Hans Christian Andersen. Since then, it has come to be used
in the context of the uncertainty that a person feels attempting to criticize someone or something that is highly
regarded and supported by the masses.
Over the course of two centuries, the expression’s usage has expanded to more than one hundred languages of the
world. And despite its considerable age, its use is more relevant than ever, as today’s society seems less able than
ever to process critically the information given to it.
Fortunately, not everything is lost. The braves, the lone wolves continue to emerge, men and women courageous
enough to tell the truth despite the crowd’s blindness.
Now in modern America such a fearless knight is Patrick Byrne.
The Fate brought us together on a sad occasion—the American government decided to set me up then scapegoat
me for so-called “Russian Collusion” with Trump’s presidential campaign (collusion which was non-existent, as
both the Durham and Mueller reports later confirmed). I ended up in an American prison for eighteen months.
To my deep regret, Patrick was directly related to this, as he became “patient zero” in the Maria Butina case
working for the FBI against me.
However, when Patrick figured out what was happening behind the scenes and how both he and I were simply
being used in Barack Obama’s political games, he went public and told the truth about his role in this case, and the
dirty games of the American deep state.
Patrick lost everything: the truth cost him the company he created, a huge media campaign was launched against
him, he was threatened with criminal prosecution. But Patrick has pressed on. Just as he did once at other times in
his life, such as when he exposed the truth about the Wall Street corruption, and more recently, the fraud of the 2020
US presidential election.
He doesn’t give up. He just keeps going. Just as he is doing now.
Patrick Byrne is the man who in today’s America who is not afraid to say, “The Emperor has no clothes.”
This is worthy of respect.
During those rare times we had together, Patrick and I spent hours and hours talking. I have translated his articles
and books into Russian. And as a Russian I can say for sure that, although Patrick isn’t Russian by nationality, he
has the depth of soul of a Russian.
“By ‘fraud,’ Greenspan was referring to Bernie Madoff,” says Patrick Byrne, when asked to comment on his
relationship to these events. “By ‘securitization,’ Greenspan was referring to the role played by mortgage-backed
securities in the 2008 financial crisis. But when Greenspan said ‘settlement,’ he was referring to what in 2005-2008
I had been pointing out to anyone who would listen. I had doused myself in gasoline and self-immolated in front of
the SEC to warn the country about settlement failures and systemic risk. That day in October 2008 Greenspan told
Congress the same thing. Everyone in financial circles knew that I had been proven correct.”
It was a fitting denouement to one of the strangest sagas that ever played out on Wall Street. But it is as good a
place as any to anchor the story of Patrick Byrne.
According to PBS, Patrick Byrne is now the “kingpin” of the movement that asserts that election integrity is
significantly sloppier than is generally understood, that election-rigging now occurs with methods beyond anything
that can be discovered through rudimentary audits, and (though he claims he never voted for Trump) that the 2020
election was rigged.
Byrne joined in calling for Americans to rally in DC on January 4–6, 2021. Though he insisted those rallies be
peaceful, he has offered to pay the $350,000 of damages to the Capitol Building which get stacked onto the charges
of each J6 defendant, making their sentencing more severe. “I look at it this way,” says Byrne. “Assume I invited a
bunch of friends to a bar and a riot of suspicious origin broke out that evening. As a gesture of goodwill, before we
got to the subject of whether my friends or the bouncers started the fight, I might be inclined to pay for the damages.
Simply on the principle of, ‘They were my guests, it got out of hand, I’ll cover the broken mirrors and furniture…’”
Byrne closes his thought with a chuckle: “But if there’s going to be talk about filing charges, let us look at the
security cameras and see who really started the riot.”
In addition, Byrne has publicly offered to face all nonviolent charges from that day. Those accused can say they
did it because they listened to Byrne, and Byrne will agree to stipulate this is true, on the condition he can defend
himself in televised proceedings. “I’ll face charges for 1,000 of the J6 rally-goers. I won’t face charges for anyone
who broke a window or touched a cop, but I will for everyone who was peaceful, on the condition that I can defend
my actions in a televised trial. Lay it on me, and I will answer for it all to a DC jury.”
Byrne delivers the idea with no hint of bluster or menace but in a friendly, helpful manner. In a similar tone, he
notes that law enforcement from around the country who are receiving training at DHS have gotten word back to
Byrne of a phenomenon he calls, “disconcerting.” When trainees ask, “Whom do you fear more, Russia or China?”
DHS trainers have been instructed to reply, “We are keeping our eyes on both, but above all we worry about this guy
Patrick Byrne and the movement he has going.”
According to Byrne, it began happening in the summer of 2022, just months before the 2022 election, “and Law
Enforcement who experienced it got in touch to let me know that DHS is telling people I am Domestic Extremist
Threat #1,” says Byrne with a broad grin.
Over the years, Byrne’s trajectory has reminded some of the character Colonel Kurz from Apocalypse Now—an
early “golden boy” who goes off track through (say some) insanity, genius, or some dark impulse that cannot be
unraveled. Now for the first time since his departure from acceptable society, Byrne has sat long enough to give a
comprehensive interview touching upon all corners of his life and activities.
Because it is easy to find Byrne’s manner and language disorienting, some sections of this interview will not be
summarized, but will remain as Q&A transcript, for the reader to digest directly.
CHAPTER 1: THE ODD TALE OF PATRICK BYRNE
A. BYRNE’S BOYHOOD
“My life has had so many tailwinds it is almost comical,” answers Byrne when asked about his origins. “It is easy
and not inappropriate to see it as a silver spoon. The truth is slightly more interesting: over my first twenty-five
years my family lived a Horatio Alger dream, and I saw it unfold.” Asked to expand, Byrne answers, “For the 1960s
the Byrne family was Tuna-Helper, for the 1970s it was Hamburger-Helper, by the 1980s it was steak and lobster,
by the 1990s it was King Airs, and from 2000 onward, private jets.”
Only after some prodding does Byrne go into details. According to him, “Both parents are from New Jersey Irish
working-class backgrounds. My mother’s father was a lineman in Cape May, New Jersey. My father’s side was
from Patterson tenements that were then Irish and Jewish, by the 1960s were Black and Hispanic, and are now
Muslim. In the Depression they moved to Wildwood. Pop went Air Force ROTC to Rutgers, ticked off a general,
served his years in an ice station in northern Greenland, discharged and married Mom. On the G.I. Bill, broke-as-a-
joke, they moved to University of Michigan so Pop could get a master’s in actuarial Math and land an insurance job,
which had been his dream since he was ten, oddly. Michigan and Indiana are where we three kids popped into
existence. Our dear middle brother passed away several years ago.”
“While I was an infant, we moved to New England. My father bounced among jobs in Massachusetts and
Connecticut, which is where I went to grade school, but our family time was all in Vermont and New Hampshire,
which began to feel more like home.”
Byrne tells a story about his youth. “Since childhood, our folks’ message was, ‘We will support you through your
education, but then you are on your own. Nothing can make us prouder than you focusing on education, but that is
that all you are owed.’” And he launches into a story that ultimately reveals his connections to Washington, DC.
B. PATRICK BYRNE GOES TO WASHINGTON
When Byrne was thirteen his father was passed over for a promotion at an insurance firm in Hartford, The Travelers.
“When I was older, he let me know that he felt it was because he was Irish Catholic, in the mold of Tip O’Neil: a
big, chubby, garrulous Irishman. He also hired Jews and Blacks. How he saw it, the WASPs at HQ liked him
because of his ability to work with insurance agents, who were often Jewish or Black because they start small
insurance agencies to avoid big-firm discrimination. But the Brass did not want Jews and Blacks at HQ and opposed
a Catholic rising too high. “The promotion went instead to a WASP out of Hollywood Central Casting, a man who
never made his numbers, who over the next twenty years ran The Travelers into the ground,” says Byrne the
younger. “I was with my father in his dying days and that setback haunted him, though for decades I told him it was
the best thing that ever happened to the Family Byrne.”
Why that was the best thing that ever happened to the Byrne family became clear as the story continues. “Pop quit
in disgust and took a job at a failing car insurance firm down here in the South, a job for which they could find no
one else because it was near bankrupt. An actuary was an odd choice to run a car insurance company, but like I said,
they could find no one else. So in 1976 we moved to Maryland. He was at his new job only a week or two before he
came home and said that he had a plan to save the firm. It would be…energetic.”
Weeks into it, his father received a message that a Nebraska stockbroker wanted to meet and talk about what he
was doing. “My dad went to see him and did not come home until dawn. He had never done anything like that.
When he came back in the morning he told us, “I’ve just met the smartest man I’ve ever met in my life. He is some
kind of farmer-investor.’”
Byrne continues, “Our family had our order in for our first new car, a $7,000 station wagon. Pops promised it to
my mom to assuage her about our sudden move. But that morning he told us we were canceling the new car and
buying stock in his new friend. It turned out that new friend was excited about the meeting also, because he went out
and bet big on my dad.”
Finally, Byrne drops his reveal. “That new job of my dad was at GEICO, which almost disappeared in 1976. And
his new Best Friend Forever was Warren Buffett.” At the time, GEICO was 1/100th its current size, and Buffett was
virtually unknown.
According to Byrne, Buffett bet one-third of his net worth on Byrne’s dad, and that became Buffett’s first billion.
“That $7,000 car, invested instead in Berkshire Hathaway stock in 1976, along with the rest of that decade at
GEICO, worked out ridiculously well for the Byrne family.”
These years played out as Byrne attended high school at Bethesda’s Walt Whitman High, ’81 (a National Merit
Scholar who went All-State in Football both ways, and county champion wrestler before taking up boxing at a DC
gym called “Findley’s Gym”). “I was the youngest and smallest of three boys,” explains Byrne. “I grew up getting
my ass kicked by my two big brothers. So, while they learned to golf and kayak, as soon as I was able, I wanted to
learn to wrestle, box, and study whatever martial arts were handy.”
During those years, Buffett would occasionally visit and stay with Byrne’s family. “Mr. Buffett would call ahead
and tell my folks, ‘Have Patrick be home next Thursday at 11:00 a.m. for two hours.’ In Dorothy Byrne’s household
there was no such thing as ‘skipping school,’ but my parents were so enamored of this guy from Nebraska that they
would pull me out of school just so I could sit with him for a few hours. Once I got a message from him, ‘I’ll be in
New York City next week, come by such-and-such a hotel and spend Tuesday afternoon with me, 2-4 PM.’ One
summer, I found myself hitchhiking around the county and he had me stop in Omaha to take me to dinner at Gorat’s,
which has since become famous in Buffett-World.”
Somewhere in those years, Byrne says, he and Buffett started to use the term “Rabbi” to describe Buffett’s
relationship to Byrne (because it resembled the relationship a young Jewish boy would have with his own Rabbi). “It
was absurdly generous of Mr. Buffett, looking back,” says Byrne. “I was thirteen, maybe fourteen when it started. I
still remember verbatim parables Buffett told me. My life’s direction was changed by those afternoons he took for
me. As was my father’s life. After ten years at GEICO, he moved on and spent the rest of his career repeating what
he had done at GEICO, fixing broken insurance companies with Warren Buffett as his partner.”
Byrne describes his first foray into entrepreneurship. While a sophomore at Whitman High in Bethesda, he and his
brothers ran a Christmas Tree business out of a parking lot off McArthur Boulevard. Byrne can still recite the
numbers: “500 trees bought for $8/tree in Maine and trucked down in a Ryder by my oldest brother, that we then
sold in Bethesda for $30/tree. That was 500 trees X $22 gross profit =$11,000 in gross profit, minus our expenses.”
Byrne and his brothers sold Christmas trees by a trashcan fire for four years, he says. “The first year we were
making money on paper, but two days before Christmas 40 percent of our trees were unsold. That is when I first
learned about ‘overstock’. Two days before Christmas we gave them away to a Korean church in Virginia. But the
second and third years, we netted about $8,000 with two weeks’ work, and thought we had discovered the wheel.
Then the fourth year someone else opened up in the same lot, and we learned why Buffett says, ‘Allah loves a
monopoly.’”
In 1981 Byrne graduated from Bethesda’s Walt Whitman High School. “I had a great experience at Whitman,
where a fantastic principle named Dr. Jerome Marcose led a fine institution. I had teachers and coaches with whom I
stayed in touch for years out of gratitude for how they touched my life. I had wonderful friends throughout those
years, whom I remember fondly. But I could not wait to go back to New England, and the day after I graduated, I
moved back to New England.
“Growing up around New England, especially northern New England, meant that by nature we were not
flatlanders. The Byrne Family had spent all our non-school time in New Hampshire and Vermont, and over time,
those states came to feel most like home. Maybe that is why I have always been conscious of being around city
people. You know how to city folk, people from the country seem odd? It works the other way around, too. Frankly,
to people from the country, city people seem like kooks. What passes for normal behavior in city environments will,
if you do it in the country, lead people to think you’re an idiot.
So the day after I graduated from Whitman, I drove to a farm in Vermont, which became my favorite period in
life.”
C. COLLEGE YEARS
Byrne moved to Vermont, and he soon joined his two older brothers at Dartmouth College, in nearby Hanover, New
Hampshire. Why did all three boys go to Dartmouth when his father had gone to Rutgers? “Because of that
attachment to northern New England, we had always assumed Dartmouth would be the place, when the time came.”
At Dartmouth Byrne majored in Philosophy (the Western kind, his favorite course being logic) and Asian Studies.
He played football for two years and worked on the farm. “I was a grind,” says Byrne, “and decided that while at
college I would never enter a party, a fraternity, or a church. I did not want to be in a room where everyone felt
pressure to think the same way. I worked on the farm, and two or three days per week I was in class and spent a
great deal of time in the library and language lab. Seasons went by where I spent days in the library and evenings
studying Chinese.”
Giving up his last two years of college football in 1983, Byrne went to China as it opened to foreign students,
spending a year at Beijing Teacher’s University. Initially he studied Chinese language but went on to history and
philosophy. “It started with Laozi, Zhuangzi, Confucius, and a certain Tang Dynasty writer I admired, but I
continued through Marxist-Leninist-Maoist thought.”
In 1983, seven years after the Cultural Revolution, Patrick Byrne was in Beijing studying Maoism? “Yep,” he
replies cheerfully, and speaks in Chinese regarding Dialectical Materialism and the Cultural Revolution.
From China Byrne went to Thailand for six months, studied Thai language and kickboxing, returned home to the
US to graduate after writing a thesis in each of his Dartmouth majors. One was a translation from Classical Chinese,
the other, on Marx. “I was already trying to work out what was wrong,” he tells me. “I had these wonderful teachers,
both in China and in the US, who were Lefties. I suppose I was trying to make sense out of how that could be, how
people so smart in so many ways were so backward in others. But I could not put my finger on it.”
In that endeavor he was guided by two philosophy professors visiting Dartmouth when Byrne returned. David
Luban, now a Georgetown Law professor, and his wife, Judith Lichtenberg, of Georgetown Philosophy, both
distinguished philosophers. “David is known in many sub-disciplines such as Legal Ethics and is a major figure in
the Torture Debate,” says Byrne. “Judy is a social and moral philosopher.” Byrne says that both are highly regarded
and associated with the Left.
“We’ve maintained an intellectual friendship for decades, one that generally transcended our political differences.
But now that DHS tells people I am Domestic Extremist Threat #1, things may be a bit chilly,” Byrne says, sadly.
“When they come to understand that I was right about elections, I fear they will never forgive me.”
D. CANCER + ACADEMIA
Immediately upon graduating Dartmouth in 1985, Byrne was diagnosed with cancer. It would hit him three times in
his twenties, which were largely spent dealing with cancer and convalescing. He declines to discuss the subject,
saying only, “I have told that story once publicly, and once was enough.”1
Byrne limits himself to dropping a few statistics about his health. Of roughly 22,000 nights on Earth, Byrne says,
he has spent over 800 in hospitals. He draws his collar aside and reveals a fresh surgical scar near the base of his
neck, not even a week old, still bandaged. “Last week I had surgery #115. They removed a tumor. It was benign,
humd’allah. I’ve also had my heart stopped about 400 times. So I’ve ridden that Death Train about 500 times.”
Each of the three times Byrne had cancer, he had hospital stays lasting up to six months. When he left the hospital
after each of his three bouts, as a way of rebuilding himself Byrne flew to California, bought a bicycle, and rode east
until to the Atlantic Ocean, increasing his pushups and pull-ups throughout every day of the journey. The latter two
trips were solo, but he completed the first with his oldest brother, John, and their middle brother Mark joined them
in Houston to finish the trip. Byrne’s parents tracked them down on a Louisiana highway and provided support their
last 400 miles: Byrne believes the resulting photo, taking outside Jacksonville, Florida, with just a few miles left to
pedal, is the last photo of his nuclear family together as one unit.
During his years in-and-out of hospital in his twenties, Byrne began graduate studies in mathematical logic at
Stanford University, in Palo Alto, California. “Stanford Philosophy was tremendous to me, and those studies
brought me close to a religious experience,” says Byrne. “One hears about a botanist studying a flower and seeing
God in the petals of a rose. For me, it was that period of studying logic. One night I left Greene Library at midnight
to ride home in the dark, and as I bicycled, I had what I suppose was a religious experience. For some it is the Bible,
for some it is a rose, for me it was Computation Theory.”
At Stanford Byrne first encountered what he calls “Early Woke,” seeing it as “Maoism with American
characteristics,” says Byrne. He describes the worldview of Marxists:
“‘The world is divided into knaves and fools, and we need to stop the knaves from oppressing the fools.’ That
presupposes a third class of individuals, ‘experts’ who will make decisions for BOTH fools and knaves in order to
prevent that oppression. Unfortunately, history has shown that people drawn to that position of ‘expert’ are almost
invariably authoritarians with a desire to rule others, which they mask in the language of compassion.”
Byrne continues, “Let’s go from Marxism to Maoism. Mao came to power in 1949, but by the 1960s he was being
put out to pasture, having made mistakes such as, The Great Leap Forward. So he called for a ‘Cultural
Revolution,’” Byrne explains. “In the ideology of the Cultural Revolution, there were five bad kinds of people:
landlords, capitalists, rich peasants, right-wingers, and anti-revolutionaries. Adults in these bad categories were
humiliated, trotted around with dunce caps, tortured, rusticated, even killed. Worse yet, their children inherited their
‘Bad.’ The only way out of it for the children was to adopt a new identity: ‘Red.’”
“Map that onto what is occurring here: ‘Bad’ identities are White, male, Christian, Cis. ‘Good’ identities are
‘intersectional’ and an alternate identity with which all youth can redeem themselves is ‘Woke’ or eighty-seven
flavors of ‘Queer.’”
Byrne concludes, “This is Maoist ‘Movement Warfare’ with American characteristics, mutatis mutandis.”
Byrne won a Marshall Fellowship and went to Cambridge University in England for two years, switching from
logic to moral and political philosophy, and studying with legends of philosophy and economics. There he also
encountered Full Woke “anti-intellectual, uninformed… about what current US university life has become many
places.” Still convalescing and in-and-out of hospitals, Byrne returned to Stanford and discovered that in just a few
years it had started reorienting on a Woke agenda. He found himself reacting against this academic environment. “I
found myself shifting more towards political philosophy, trying to understand how people who were good, decent,
and smart in so many ways could be willing to jettison the values and principles underlying Constitutional
republicanism for stale, uninformed Marxist bromides.”
At Stanford Byrne had studied the origin of Western principles such as tolerance, free speech, and rights of the
accused, but found those principles unraveling at a great American university. “I had always looked at World War II
differently than teachers wanted us. In high school they wanted to tell us that the great lesson of WWII was, ‘Don’t
be nationalistic.’ That seemed incorrect. The great lesson from World War II was, ‘When authoritarians challenge
the values of political liberalism, defend them immediately. Don’t surrender an inch.’”
Yet in the early 1990s Byrne saw these values abandoned in university “culture wars.” Now he says a glorious
2,500-year-old intellectual tradition is at risk of being lost to what he calls “a horde of intellectuals who have had no
deep commitment to those principles and lack knowledge of history and economics.”
Conducted by W. A. Kellerman.
II. Group.
III. Group.
IV. Group.
W. A. Kellerman.
A critical inspection of the nomenclature used for the first Fascicle of the Ohio
Fungi might seem to warrant the conclusion that the judgment of more recent
workers is sometimes ignored and that a too conservative course has been adopted.
But it should be remembered that the main purpose is to furnish Ohio material
accompanied by names (occasionally synonyms) that were undoubtedly applied to
the species represented. I have preferred to use for the Rust on Sunflower, Puccinia
helianthi, rather than P. tanaceti—recent work on other species suggesting that
with this also when fully studied, a physiological distinction may supplement the
too insignificant morphological difference. Again, I have used Aecidium album,
which Clinton applied to the first stage of the Uredine found on Vicia, not ignorant
of the fact that Dietel gives this as a stage of Uromyces albus—but should not this
first be substantiated by cultures? It is to be added that through inadvertency
Peck’s later name (Aecidium porosum) was used, hence here follows a corrected
label with both Clinton’s and Peck’s descriptions:
2. Aecidium album Clinton.
Aecidium porosum Peck.
On Vicia americana Muhl.
Lakeside, Ottawa Co., O. May 17, 1901.
Coll. W. A. Kellerman.
“Aecidium album Clinton, spots none; peridia scattered, short, white, the margin
subentire; spots subglobose, white, about .0008 inches in diameter.” Report on the
State Museum, State of New York, 26:78. 1873.
“Aecidium porosum, Pk. Spots none; cups crowded, deep-seated, broad, wide-
mouthed, occupying the whole lower surface of the leaf to which they give a porous
appearance; spores orange-colored, subangular, .0008–.001 inch in length.”
Botanical Gazette, 3:34. April, 1878.
NOTES OF TRAVEL IN PORTO RICO.
Robert F. Griggs.
Max Morse.
On May 25, 1901, Prof. Hine, while collecting in the hills at Sugar
Grove, Fairfield County, O., found a salamander under a piece of
pine log on the slope of a hill, about a hundred yards from water. It
was, for the time, put in a jar along with several individuals of
Desmognathus fusca Raf., which were taken in, or within a few feet
of the rivulets which flow down the valley. Aside from this specimen
taken on the hillside, all the specimens were found not farther than a
half dozen feet from the water. When the collections were examined
in the laboratory it was found that the single specimen just
mentioned differed in many respects from the others. This led to
investigation and it was found that it corresponded closely with the
description of D. ochrophæa Cope. Thus, the posterior portion of the
mandible was edentulous; no tubercle in canthus ocelli; belly paler
than in any of D. fusca taken; length nearly three-fourths of an inch
shorter than the others; a light bar from eye to corner of mouth;
tongue free behind; parasphenoid teeth separated behind. The
specimen was kindly examined by Dr. J. Lindahl, of the Cincinnati
Society of Nat. Hist., who is acquainted with the form. He agreed that
it corresponded with the description of Cope. Whether the characters
as given above are sufficient to place the specimen under ochrophæa
is a matter hard to decide. Cope gives the range of ochrophæa as “in
the Alleghenies and their outlying spurs.” Dr. Lindahl has a specimen
from Logansport, Ind., taken November 10, 1900.
FISHES TAKEN NEAR SALEM, OHIO.
E. B. Williamson.
John H. Schaffner.
1. A. J. Pieters. “The Plants of Western Lake Erie, with Observations on their
Distribution.” Bull. U. S. Fish Commission, 1901, pp. 57–79. Pls. 11–20.
COLLECTING TABANIDÆ.
James S. Hine.
James S. Hine.
Prof. W. A. Kellerman,
Department of Botany, Ohio State University,
Columbus, Ohio.
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