Proverb three is the key.

“If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers.”

If you look at an actual map of V2 rocket strikes across London, as Pynchon did, you’ll see what he saw.

The statistical explanation is Poisson distribution. This can only predict how much of the given area is likely to receive 0 rocket strikes. It says nothing of which areas these will be, and so deems them to be random, secular, with no intelligent design.

The occult riddle in Gravity’s Rainbow is Imipolex G. A polymer used in a special V2 navigation system, which turns out to be a shroud for a human sacrifice in a hyperborean polestar ritual performed by an SS occultist named Weissman.

Weissman puts his fuckboy Gottfried, literally, inside of this special polymer Imipolex G, supposedly meant to encase a special V2 rocket’s navigation system called the S-gerat. The answer to the riddle? Some of the navigation systems inside V2 rocket are human. Some of the rockets are ‘guided’ by intelligent design. But this is obvious to anyone who looks at the map of V2 rocket strikes across London.

Remember, “If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers.”

The paranoid explanation, which is the correct one, comes in the dialogue of Gwenhidwy in conversation with Pointsman right near the end of Part 1.

“Pointsman, do you want to hear something really paranoid?”
“You too?”
“Have you consulted a map of London lately? All this great me-te-oric plague of V-weapons, is being dumped out here, you see. Not back on Whitehall, where it’s supposed to be, but on me, and I think it is beast-ly?”
“What a damned unpatriotic thing to say.”
“Oh,” hawking and spitting into the washbowl, “you don’t want to believe it. Why should you? Harley street lot, my good Jesus Christ.”
[. . .]
“They’re falling in a Poisson distribution,” says Pointsman in a small voice, as if it was open to challenge.
“No doubt man, no doubt—an excellent point. But all over the fucking East End, you see.” [. . .] “But have you ever thought of why? Here is the City Paranoiac. All these long centuries, growing over the country-side? Like an intelligent creature. An actor, a fantastic mimic, Pointsman? Count-erfeiting all the correct forces? The eco-nomic, the demographic? Oh yes even the ran-dom, you see.”
“What do you mean ‘I see?’ I don’t see.”
[. . .]
“In some cities the rich live upon the heights, and the poor are found below. In others the rich occupy the shoreline, while the poor must live inland. Now in London, here is a gra-diant of wretchedness? Increasing as the river widens to the sea. I am only ask-ing, why? Is it because of ship-ping? Is it in the pat-terns of land use, especially those relating to the Industrial Age? Is it a case of an-cient tribal tabu, surviving down all the Eng-lish generations? No. The true reason is Threat From The East, you see. And the South: from the mass of Eu-rope, certainly. The people out here were meant to go down first. We’re expendable: those in the West end, and north of the river are not.” [. . .] “Ask your friend Mexico? Look at the densities on his map? east, east, and south of the river too, where all the bugs live, that’s who’s getting it thick-est, my friend.”
“You’re right Gwenhidwy,” judicious, sipping his tea, “that is very paranoid.”
“It’s true.” He is out with the festive bottle of Vat 69 now, and about to pour them a toast.
“To the babies.” Grinning, completely mad.
“Babies, Gwenhidwy?”
“Ah. I’ve been keeping my own map? Plot-ting da-ta from the maternity wards. The ba-bies born during this blitz are al-so fol-lowing a Poisson distribution, you see.”
(GR hardback, pages 171-173)

Parts 2, 3, and 4 then revolve around Slothrop’s quest across war-torn Europe to track down a guidance technology called the ‘S-gerat’, which uses a mysterious kind of polymer called Imipolex G to insulate its internal components from the rocket’s heat. This plotline begins when we learn of a rocket guidance system using remote transmitters placed on the roof of oil cartel HQs.

Slothrop swings the long keychain of his zoot, in some agitation. A few things are immediately obvious. There is even more being zeroed in on him from out there than he’d thought, even in his moth paranoid spells. Imipolex G shows up on a mysterious ‘insulation device’ on a rocket being fired with the help of a transmitter on the roof of the headquarters of Dutch Shell, who is co-licensee for marketing the Imipolex— a rocket whose propulsion system bears an uncanny resemblance to one developed by British Shell at around the same time. . .and oh, oh boy, it just occurs to Slothrop now where all the rocket intelligence is being gathered—into the office of who but Mr. Duncan Sandys, Churchill’s own son-in-law, who works out of the Ministry of Supply located where but at Shell Mex House, for Christ’s sake. . . (GR hardback, page 251)

Duncan Sandy was head of the British defense plan against German V2s called Operation Crossbow. Now, what follows from this is the crux of the entire novel.

Right before Slothrop comes across the blueprints for a plot device called the ‘S-Gerat’, Pynchon warns the reader, and this is on page 251 of a 760 page book, that this plot device is a red herring, reminding the reader of proverb 3.

But Duncan Sandys is only a name, a function in this, ‘how high does it go?’ is not even the right kind of question to be asking, because the organizational charts have all been set up by Them, the titles and names filled in by Them, because
Proverbs for Paranoids, 3: If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don’t have to worry about answers.
Slothrop finds he has paused in front of the blue parts list that started all this. How high does it go . . . Ahhhh. The treacherous question is not meant to apply to people after all, but to the hardware! Squinting, moving a finger carefully down the columns, Slothrop find that Vorrichtung fur die Isolierung’s Next Higher Assembly.
“S-Gerat, 11/00000”
If this number is the serial number of a rocket, as its form indicates, it must be a special model—Slothrop hasn’t even heard of any with four zeroes, let alone five . . . Nor an S-Gerat either, there’s an I- and a J-Gerat, they’re in the guidance . . . Well, Document SG-1, which isn’t supposed to exist, must cover that. . . .(GR hardback, page 251 & 252)

Nope. It’s not the hardware either. Remember, the “S-gerat” turns out to be a custom made shroud for the human sacrifice Gottfried, used in Weissman’s hyperborean polestar ritual. Slothrop, the fucking idiot, was fooled. And only later starts to realize this.

That if he’s seeker and sought, well, he’s also baited, and bait. The Imipolex question was planted for him by somebody, back at the Casino Her Goering, with hopes it would flower into a full Imipolectique with its own potency in the Zone—but They knew Slothrop would jump for it. Looks like there are sub-Slothrop needs They know about and he doesn’t: this is humiliating on the face of it, but now there’s also the even more annoying question, What do I need that badly? (GR hardback, page 490)

Parts 3 & 4 of Gravity’s Rainbow that follow on from this are a doomed grail quest. The occult riddle.

The right question isn’t who or how. Pynchon straight up answers both on the same page he introduces this red herring.

They are the family dynasties of oligarchs who control the international oil and petrochemical firms through supranational cartel arrangements that transcend national interests.
They are guiding V2 rocket strikes into specific areas of London using transmitters on top of their corporate headquarters, and have a man on the inside of government named Duncan Sandys to help them facilitate this in official capacity through Operation Crossbow.

The right question is why. The one Gwenhidwy was asking. Why are They working with their German counterparts to target the poors in the East End with V2 blasts?

“Often, in our experiments . . . I believe M.K. Petrova was first to observe it . . .one of the women, quite early in the game really . . . The act merely of bringing the dog into the laboratory—especially in our experimental neurosis work . . . The first sight of the test stand, of the technician, a stray shadow, the touch of a draft of air, some cue we might never pin down would be enough to send him over, send him transmarginal.
“So Slothrop. Conceivably. Out in the city, the ambience alone— suppose we considered the war itself as a laboratory? When the V-2 hits, you see first the blast, then the sound of its falling . . . The normal order of the stimuli reversed that way.”
(GR hardback. page 49)

Suppose we considered the war itself a laboratory. And the V2 strikes to create trauma victims for Pointsman’s abreaction research program.

He’d had a moments stewardship, that was all: his Abreaction Research Facility(ARF), early on snaring himself a dozen underlings, dog trainer from the variety stage, veterinary student or two, even a major prize, the refugee Dr. Porkyevitch, who worked with Pavlov himself at the Koltushy institute, back before the purge trials. Together the ARF team receive, number, weigh, classify by Hippocratic temperament, cage, and presently experiment on as many as a dozen fresh dogs a week. And there are one’s colleagues, co-owners of The Book, all now— all those left of the original seven— working in hospitals handling the battle-fatigued and shell-shocked back from across the Channel, and the bomb- or rocket-happy this side. They get to watch more abreactions, during these days of heavy V-bombardment, than doctors of an earlier day were apt to see in several lifetimes, and they are able to suggest ever new lines of inquiry. (GR hardback, page 75)

Emphasis on ‘abreaction’ and ‘shell-shocked’.

Abreaction is a method for accessing suppressed traumatic memories. It’s based on the premise that the human personality will disassociate from parts of itself that have experienced trauma, in the same way your hand will instinctively flee from the hot handle of a frying pan. When this happens a part of the personality gets ‘split’ from the ‘core’ personality, and stored in some kind of subconscious state.

Shell-shock is a dissociative state caused by extreme trauma, generally artillery barrages. The human personality flees, leaving mostly only the shattered reflexes of the body’s central nervous system. A human insect.

The Abreaction Research Facility in the book is funded by the Political Warfare Executive, which in reality was a psychological warfare division of the British Foreign Office, which operated black propaganda(the only kind that still works) radio stations with the BBC. One of these, Radio Luxemberg, after the war, launched the careers of some Very famous BBC Radio 1 DJs.

The man in charge of ARF is Pointsman, a trusted fellow of the Royal Society, but also a sadomasochist pedophile who has been compromised by London’s child sex labyrinth, which in reality was exposed by William T. Stead in a series of 1885 articles called ‘The Maiden Tribute of Modern Babylon’. Which Pynchon makes reference to through Venus, the Labyrinth, and the Minotaur.

Surely the volume preceding The Book—the first Forty-one Lectures—came to him at age 28 like a mandate from the submontane Venus he could not resist: to abandon Harley Street for a journey more and more deviant, deliciously on, into a labyrinth of conditioned-reflex work in which only now, thirteen years along the clew, he’s beginning to circle back, trip across old evidence of having come that path before, here and there, to confront consequences of his younger, total embrace. . . . But she did warn him—did she not? Was he ever listening?—of the deferred payment, in its full amount. Venus and Ariadne! She seemed worth any price, the labyrinth looking, in those days, too intricate for them—the twilit pimps who made the arrangement between a version of himself, crypto-Pointsman, and his fate . . . too varied, he thought then, ever to find him in. But he knows now. Too far in, preferring not to face it just yet, he knows that they only wait, stone and sure—these agents of the Syndicate she must also pay—wait in the central chamber, as he draws closer. . . . They own everything: Ariadne, the Minotaur, even, Pointsman fears, himself. (GR hardback, page 88)

Pointsman is in charge of ARF because They can control Pointsman through his lust for children and the nobel prize. All his other colleagues are being killed off as the end of the war draws near.

Here’s an erection stirring, he’ll masturbate himself to sleep again tonight. A joyless constant, an institution in his life. But goading him, just before the bright peak, what images will come whirling in? Why, the turrets and blue waters, the sails and churchtops of Stockholm— the yellow telegram, the face of a tall, cognizant, and beautiful woman turned to watch him as he passes in the ceremonial limousine, a woman who will laterm hardly by chance, visit him in his suite at the Grand Hotel . . . It’s not all ruby nipples and black lace cami-knickers, you know. There are hushed entrances into rooms that smell of paper, satellite votes on this committee or that, the Chairs, the Prizes . . . What could compare! Later, when you’re older, you’ll now, they said. Yes and it grows upon him, each war year equal to a dozen of peacetime, oh my, how right they were.
As his luck has always know, his subcortical, brute luck, his gift of survival while other and better men are snatched away into Death, here’s the door, one he’s imagined so often in lonely Thesean brushings down his polished corridors of years: an exit out of the orthodox-Pavlovian, showing him vistas of Norrmalm, Sodermalm, Deer Park and Old City . . .
One by one they are being picked off around him: in his small circle of colleagues the ratio slowly grows top-heavy, more ghosts, more each winter, and fewer living . . .
[. . .]
Soon, by the dialectic of the Book, Pointsman will be alone, in a black field lapsing to isotropy, to the zero, waiting to be last to go. . . . Will there be time? He has to survive . . . To try for the Prize, not for his own glory, no— but to keep a promise, to the human field of seven he once was, the ones who didn’t make it. . . . (GR, hardback pages 141-142)

Sexual deviancy and professional prestige are the same racket - control. Remember, Bill Gates went to Jeffrey Epstein for at least one of these two things, assuming it wasn’t both.

Proverbs for Paranoids, 1: “You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.”

Everyone’s been asking the wrong question with Epstein. Even I'm guilty of this, in asking - Who did Jeffrey Epstein work for? back in early 2021.

The real question is, why was he even arrested? Why was he really arrested. The real paranoid question. Why did They have him arrested? And was it not, only six months before a global pandemic? Perhaps a message to the Pointsmen of the real world. Go along with the program or else. . .

Pointsman and his ARF colleagues were the seven co-owners of The Book. The Book contains english translations of a series of hypnosis experiments Pavlov and one of his students M.K Petrova performed on dogs, and allegedly only on dogs.

Pointsman acquired it on the blackmarket, and Pynchon, associates it with sadomasochist torture, but gives the curious reader enough info to track down the real thing: ‘LECTURES ON CONDITIONED REFLEXES (Vol. II), Translated by W. Horsley Gantt

It was sold to him on the sly, in the dark, during a Luftwaffe raid(most existing copies had been destroyed in their warehouse early in the Battle of Britain ). Pointsman never even saw the seller’s face, the man vanishing into the hoarse auditory dawn of the all-clear, leaving the doctor and The Book, the dumb sheaf already heating up, moistening in his tight hand . . . Yes it might have been a rare work of erotica, certainly that coarse hand-set look to the type . . . the crudities in phrasing, as if Dr. Horsley Gantt’s odd translation were in cipher, the plaintext listing shameful delights, criminal transports. . . And how much of the pretty victim straining against her bonds does Ned Pointsman see in each dog that visits his test stands . . . And aren’t scalpel and probe as decorative, as fine extensions as whip and cane? (GR hardback, pages 87-88)

Pointsman is particularly interested in its letter correspondence between Pavlov and a french neurologist named Pierre Janet, the first to study an extreme form of disassociation, he termed Abaissement du niveau mental. The term was passed onto his student Carl Jung, who described it as the “loss of soul”. And this is where shit gets real dark.

[Concerning Rebirth, Carl Jung, CW 9i, pars. 213f] - Abaissement du niveau mental. A lowering of the level of consciousness, a mental and emotional condition experienced as loss of soul.
It is a slackening of the tensity of consciousness, which might be compared to a low barometric reading, presaging bad weather. The tonus has given way, and this is felt subjectively as listlessness, moroseness, and depression. One no longer has any wish or courage to face the tasks of the day. One feels like lead, because no part of one's body seems willing to move, and this is due to the fact that one no longer has any disposable energy. . . . The listlessness and paralysis of will can go so far that the whole personality falls apart, so to speak, and consciousness loses its unity . . . . Abaissement du niveau mental can be the result of physical and mental fatigue, bodily illness, violent emotions, and shock, of which the last has a particularly deleterious effect on one's self-assurance. The abaissement always has a restrictive influence on the personality as a whole. It reduces one's self-confidence and the spirit of enterprise, and, as a result of increasing egocentricity, narrows the mental horizon"

This is the complete destruction of the human personality.

Abaissement du niveau mental is what happens to Slothrop in Parts 3&4. Which is why the narrative becomes progressively more difficult to follow.

And here’s the smoking gun. This term shows up in a 1961 memorandum report for Subproject 136 of MKUltra, called 'Experimental Analysis of Extrasensory Perception':

"In working with individual subjects, special attention will be given to disassociative states, which tend to accompany spontaneous ESP experiences. Such states can be induced or controlled to some extent with hypnosis and drugs. Some of this work will make use of qualitative stimuli, such as drawings and ideas with special associations. . .
"The experimenters will be particularly interested in disassociative states, from the abaissment de niveau mental to multiple personality in so-called mediums, and an attempt will be made to induce a number of states of this kind, using hypnosis. . .
"The data used in this study will be obtained from group ESP experiments which have yielded significant results, high scoring subjects from special groups such as psychotics, children and mediums, and from psychological and educational tests in which answers are of the multiple choice type. "

Abreaction experiments on children carried out under the guise of ESP, designed to study the destruction of the human personality.

And get this! Pointsman’s ARF is housed within a secret psychological warfare division called PISCES alongside Psi Section, dedicated to the military application of ESP through the use of mediums.

Pavlovians aren’t interested in psychology. To them, the human personality is an irrational variable causing interference between the stimulus and central nervous system, causing unpredictable behavioral responses. In effect, they are trying to bypass the human personality by tapping directly into the central nervous system, so that it can be programmed like a computer. As Pynchon explains:

Pavlov was fascinated with ‘ideas of the opposite’. Call it a cluster of cells, somewhere on the cortex of the brain. Helping to distinguish pleasure from pain, light from dark, dominance from submission. . . .But when, somehow—starve them, traumatize, shock, castrate them, send them over into one of the transmarginal phases, past borders of their waking selves, past ‘equivalent’ and ‘paradoxical’ phases—you weaken this idea of the opposite, and here all at once is the paranoid patient who would be master, yet now feels himself a slave. . . .who would be loved, but suffers his world’s indifference, and, ‘I think,’ Pavlov writing to Janet, ‘It is precisely the ultraparadoxical phase which is the base of weakening of the idea’ (GR hardback, page 48)

Pavlovians think in absolute terms, or what is called 2-value logic. They believe reality is, in actuality, made up of perfect binaries like the 1s and 0s of computer code. That things are either on or off, never in-between. The problem they are running into is this isn’t actually true. This is why the pythagoreans use the pavlovians. And They are the pythagoreans.

Take pleasure and pain. Opposites. It seems you experience one in the absence of the other. But the weakening of pain can be pleasurable, and the weakening of pleasure can be painful. The two are linked. The weakening of one strengthens the other. Both are to some degree in simultaneous states of oscillation in contrast to each other, in-between existence and extinction. Between the 1 and the 0.

But in the domain of zero to one, not-something or something, Pointsman can only possess the zero and the one. He cannot, like Mexico, survive anyplace in between. Like his master I.P Pavlov before him, he imagines the cortex of the brain as a mosaic of tiny on/off elements. Some are always in bright excitation, others darkly inhibited. (GR hardback, page 55)

The pavlovians believed the human personality can be understood in entirely rational terms, and thus reduced to that of dog’s. Loyal. Obedient. And this is why They are interested in pavlovian research. They want to make the human mind amenable to cybernetics.

Ask the Germans especially. Oh, it is a real sad story, how shoddily their Schwarmerei for control was used by the folks in power. Paranoid Systems of History(PSH), a short-lived periodical of the 1920s whose plates have all mysterious vanished, natch, has even suggested in more than one editorial, that the whole German Inflation was created deliberately, simply to drive young enthusiasts of the Cybernetic Tradition into Control work. (GR hardback, page 238)

To think in their terms, not mine, and use a cybernetic analogy. The subconscious mind is like an encrypted hard drive the human personality runs off like an operating system. They have access to RAM, or real-time memory, but not the stored memories that are also running processes which interfere with their ability to control human behavior. So they want to open it up and have a look at the hardware. They have the Pavlovians doing this for them.

Pointsman has been performing vivisections on dogs captured near V2 blast sites to study the living physiology of an organism in a disassociative state. He approaches a colleague named Spectro, one of the seven owner of The Book, about performing a vivisection on Slothrop. A human subject. He references the real world experiments performed on dogs by Pavlov and one of his assistants named M.K Petrova, and infers women had been used in some of these experiments. [‘A CONTRIBUTION TO THE PHYSIOLOGY OF THE HYPNOTIC STATE OF DOGS’, I. P. PAVLOV Academy of Science, Institute for Experimental Medicine, Leningrad Assisted by DR. M. K. PETROV.]

Spectro shakes his head. “You’re putting the response before stimulus.”
“Not at all. Think of it. He’s out there, and he can feel them coming, days in advance. But it’s a reflex. A reflex to something that’s been there all along, something we could be looking at but no one is. Often, in our experiments. . . . I believe M.K Petrova was first to observe it . . . One of the women, quite early in the game really . . . The act merely of bringing the dog into the laboratory—especially in our experimental neurosis work . . . The first sight of the test stand, of the technician, a stray shadow, the touch of a draft of air, some cue we might never pin down would be enough to send him over, send him transmarginal.” (GR hardback, page 49)

Suppose ‘dog’ was just a replacement cipher for ‘human’ in some of the write-ups of Pavlov’s experiments. Then consider the following description Pynchon gives for The Book, which we know is Pavlov’s ‘LECTURES ON CONDITIONED REFLEXES’ (Vol. II).

The Book, the dumb sheaf already heating up, moistening in his tight hand . . . Yes it might have been a rare work of erotica, certainly that coarse hand-set look to the type . . . the crudities in phrasing, as if Dr. Horsley Gantt’s odd translation were in cipher, the plaintext listing shameful delights, criminal transports. . . And how much of the pretty victim straining against her bonds does Ned Pointsman see in each dog that visits his test stands . . . And aren’t scalpel and probe as decorative, as fine extensions as whip and cane? (GR hardback page 87-88)

Pointsman’s colleague, Spectro, is a neurologist working in the trauma ward of a hospital performing experiments on human patients he refers to in cipher as “Fox”.

“Out of the blackness of the ward, a half-open file drawer of pain each bed a folder, comes cries, struck cries, as from cold metal. Kevin Spectro will take his syringe and spike away a dozen times tonight, into the dark, to sedate Fox (his generic term for any patient — run three times around the building without thinking of a fox and you can cure anything)” (GR hardback, page 47)

Like Pointsman’s ‘dogs’, Spectro’s ‘foxes’ are the survivors of v2 strikes, only human, and some of them children. Earlier in the book Slothrop pulls one, a little girl, from the rubble of a house.

Where ideas of the opposite have come together, and lost their oppositeness. (And is it really the rocket explosion that Slothrop’s keying on, or is it exactly this depolarizing, this neurotic ‘confusion’ that fills the wards tonight?) How many times before it’s washed away, these iterations that pour out reliving the blast, afraid to let go because the letting go is so final how do I know Doctor that I’ll ever come back? And the answer trust us, after the rocket, is so hollow, only mummery—trust you?—and both know it. Spectro feels so like a fraud but carries on . . . Only because the pain continues to be real. . . .
And those who do let go at last: out of each catharsis rise new children, painless, egoless for one pulse of the Between . . . Tablet erased, new writing about to begin, hand and chalk poised in winter gloom over these poor human palimpsests shivering under their government blankets, drugged, drowning in tears and snot of grief so real, torn from so deep that it surprises, seems more than their own. . . .
How Pointsman lusts after them, pretty children. Those drab undershorts of his are full to bursting with need humorlessly, worldly to use their innocence, to write on them new words of himself, his own brown Realpolitik dreams, some psychic prostate ever in aching love promised, ah hinted but til now . . .how seductively they lie ranked in their iron bedsteads, their virginal sheets, the darlings so artlessly erotic. . . .” (GR hardback page 50)

See, what the pavlovians really wanted were children. A blank slate to program. Perhaps even Program to Kill.

“What I want, Pointsman leaning now into the central radiance of the lamp, his white face more vulnerable than his voice, whispering across the burning spire of a hypodermic set upright on the desk, “what I really need, is not a dog, not an octopus, but one of your fine Foxes. Damn it. One little, Fox!” (GR hardback, page 53)

One of Pointsman's other colleagues is a former student of Pavlov’s named Dr. Porkyevitch: “his Abreaction Research Facility(ARF), early on snaring himself a dozen underlings, dog trainer from the variety stage, veterinary student or two, even a major prize, the refugee Dr. Porkyevitch, who worked with Pavlov himself at the Koltushy institute, back before the purge trials.”

While this is one of Pynchon’s made-up characters, one of Pavlov’s earliest students was a pediatrician named Nikolai Krasnogorsky, who did in fact perform stimulus-response experiments on children.

“Another work which may be of great value to psychology and brain physiology is that being done by Krasnogorsky, a former pupil of Pavlov. During the spring of this year (1924) he showed that in hypnotized children real colours and suggested colours are blended to form the complementary colour. The experiments have been carried out in the following way: an uneducated child, knowing nothing of the laws of physics, is hypnotized and shown a certain colour- for example, yellow. It is asked to name the colour before it”
The British Medical Journal Vol. 2, No. 3325, Sep. 20, 1924, A MEDICAL REVIEW OF SOVIET RUSSIA. III.-SCIENTIFIC WORK, W. HORSLEY GANTT

“The work of Krasnogorsky in the Children's Clinic of the Medical Institute (Filatov Hospital) deserves mention here. Krasnogorsky is one of Pavlov's older pupils, and Professor Pavlov confers with him frequently in his work. He published his first observations on conditioned reflexes in children in 1907. He has twelve doctors working under him on the subject, and three well equipped rooms for conditioned reflexes in children, and has received money from the Soviet Government for three additional ones.
“To this motor conditioned reflex of the child Krasnogorsky has now (in 1926) added the secretory, as in the dog. A suction cup (as also used by Lashley in America) is fitted over the natural opening of the parotid duct, and the secretion of saliva is measured and recorded automatically on the drum, together with the motor response. Krasnogorsky tells me that he has found that the secretory reaction is parallel to the motor, and that he believes he has attained the full elaboration of this method for children
“Negative and positive conditioned reflexes have been formed, and the work of Pavlov on the dog has been more or less duplicated by Krasnogorsky on the child. Children develop conditioned reflexes much more quickly than the dog- ten to twenty-five trials, compared to the dog's thirty to one hundred; children retain them much longer and more strongly than the dog without intervening practice; they can be destroyed more quickly in the child
“Krasnogorsky has shown the clinical importance of conditioned reflexes in denoting the disturbance between the balance of inhibition and stimulation. His work gives a rational basis for classification and treatment of neuroses. He suggests its use also as the basis for child education.

The British Medical Journal Vol. 1, No. 3466, Jun. 11, 1927, A Medical Review Of Soviet Russia. VI. Work Of Pavlov And Other Scientists, W. Horsley Gantt

This is where Slothrop fits into the narrative. As an infant he was conditioned by a Harvard behaviorist named Dr. Laszlo Jamf to gain an erection when the polymer Imipolex G was applied to his penis.

Pudding:"But isn’t this—”
Pointsman: "Sir?”
Pudding: "Isn’t it all rather shabby, Pointsman? Meddling with another man’s mind this way?”
Pointsman:"Brigadier, we’re only following in a long line of experiment and questioning. Harvard University, the US Army? Hardly shabby institutions.” (GR hardback, page 83)

Back around 1920, Dr. Laszlo Jamf opined that if Watson and Rayner could successfully condition their ‘infant Albert’ into a reflex horror of everything furry, even of his own mother in a fur boa, then Jamf could certainly do the same thing for his infant Tyrone, and the baby’s sexual reflex. Jamf was at Harvard that year, visiting from Darmstadt. It was in the early part of this career, before he phased into organic chemistry (to be as fateful a change of field as Kekule’s own famous switch into chemistry from architecture, a century before). For the experiment he had a slender grant from the National Research Council (under a continuing NRC program of psychological study which had begun during the World War, when methods were needed for selecting officers and classifying draftees). Shoestring funding may have been why Jamf, for his target reflex, chose an infant hardon. Measuring secretions, as Pavlov did, would have meant surgery. Measuring ‘fear’, the reflex Watson chose, would have brought in too much subjectivity (what’s fear). - (GR hardbarck, page 84)

In the 1960 film Peeping Tom, a boy used by his father in experiments studying the effects of fear on the nervous system develops an unhealthy fascination with fear as an adult and becomes a serial killer. And the little green frogmen aren’t far off when they start making similar connections to Monster’s Inc.

Pynchon references the American psychologist John Watson, who spent his career performing fear experiments on infants, and then like most professionals who do their work ethically, destroyed his notes and private correspondence. And this was the fabled godfather, after Pavlov, of modern behavioral science.

John Watson’s fear experiments on children were the birth of a branch of Pavlovian science called behaviorism. Behaviorism was placed into a dialectic with the dying legacy of Francis Galton’s eugenics to create the nature vs. nurture debate, which was synthesized into an amenable to both sides, modern branch of philosophy which promotes absolute determinism. The idea that all human behavior is predetermined by a combination of biological and environmental inputs, with nothing leftover for the human personality to exhibit freewill.

They chose this doctrine because it gives them more control. If your power is based on statistical projections of future outcomes using data, then you want people to accept the fates you simulate for them. They are the ones who determine the fates. Leave the expression of free will to them.

They want to abolish free will so people accept fate is determined by data and statistical projection. The technology and expertise of which they control.

If change can be caused by the belief future outcomes are alterable by choice, then removing this belief will prevent attempts at making those alterations. This is determinism. This is the mindset They are trying to internalize. Just listen to the first 30 seconds of this video by one of their victims.

Determinism is the secular version of Islam's submission to Allah. Submission to data.

If you accept genetic inputs can be accounted for as data. - Humane Genome Project
If you accept sensory inputs can be accounted for as data. - Virtual Reality
If you accept these two datasets alone can, in an absolute sense, determine future behavior.
And finally, if you accept an individual has no free will to modify this by some internal process of the human personality.
Then you must accept future behavior can be objectively known as a fact of reality.
If future behavior can be determined by data as a matter of fact, what follows is precrime. A PKD Minority Report scenario.

This doctrine started to be spread by Harvard academics post-ww2. Most prominently by a Harvard behaviorist named B.F Skinner, the spiritual successor to John Watson, who adapted Watson’s work into an educational framework called operant conditioning. Which has influenced modular learning, gaming, and gambling systems, in a method of mixing them all together.

Why do you think Epstein was hanging around Harvard? What do you think The Program on Evolutionary Dynamics was: "the first to study the evolution of micro biology with the use of mathematics."

They always try their best to control both sides. Chomsky, Harvard's chosen opposition to B.F Skinner with the essay The Case Against B.F. Skinner, will tell you it's none of your business who managed his finances. Even if it was, oh what a surprise, it was Jeffrey Epstein.

Chomsky's essay was in response to a 1971 book Skinner published called ‘Beyond Freedom and Dignity’, which laid out the key tenet for determinism advocacy. It goes as follows:

  1. The human personality is entirely reducible to biological inheritance and sensory experience. Sensory experience in real world terms mainly meaning upbringing - nurture.
  2. Since an individual does not control their own biology or upbringing, it must follow that their behavior is entirely determined by factors beyond their control.
  3. From this it follows, that free will must be an illusion, one which gives people a false sense of responsibility for their behavior, which is really determined by forces beyond their control.
  4. As a result of this false sense of responsibility, high status people have a false sense of accomplishment and low status people have a false sense of failure.
  5. By replacing the notion of free will with determinism, high status people will become more compassionate and low status people will become more content.

Now, if this is in fact an inconvenient truth in an absolute sense, not just as some part of the truth, but the whole truth with no room for anything else to intervene in fate. Then what they are saying is that people are rational beings by nature, who can be understood through purely rational means. Namely, mathematics. Which is how it relates to cybernetics.

This doctrine has since evolved into a secular philosophy pushed by modern neuroscientists on youtube. Open up youtube incognito and do a neutral search on the term “free will” and see who the algo gives you.

Sam Harris - hates free will.
Steven Pinker - hates free will.
Robert Sapolsky - hates free will.
Yuval Noah Harari - hates free will.

The defenders of free will, whether you like it or not, are monotheists like Jordan Peterson. This is because they are forced to reconcile an omnipotent and benevolent god with the creation of a sinful world. Because just like the darwinists, they believe the flesh is evil.

And the idea of opposites comes from this. The inversion of pleasure and pain, can first be found, historically, in the flagellation practices of those who were first to suffer the consequences of duality. The separation of heaven and earth, or the soul from body.

If nature is evil, and our bodies are part of nature, this part of us must be evil. If salvation from our evil nature is atonement through punishment of our flesh, like Christ, then pain becomes cathartic. Physical pain becomes a relief from the neurosis of sin, which is a psychological pain. Relief from pain is pleasurable. All of a sudden physical pain becomes pleasurable as a relief from psychological pain. Do you see?

None the less, putting this agreeance with the darwinists aside, the monotheists are bound to uphold the doctrine of free will, which protects us from the pythagorean regime, the real danger as we progress through the 21st century.

They are the pythagoreans.

Putting the control inside was ratifying what de facto had happened— that you had dispensed with God. But you had taken on a greater, and more harmful, illusion. The illusion of control. (GR hardback, page 30)

The god of data science is a random number generator.

Proverbs for paranoids, 5: Paranoids are not paranoids because they're paranoid, but because they keep putting themselves, fucking idiots, deliberately into paranoid situations.

What if the numbers weren't random. What if the data had intelligent design?