Speaking of MK-Ultra:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGzIEhEYvcc
Conversation With T. Casey Brennan Starring Ashlee Lori WIll
January 18, 2011
A conversation with T. Casey Brennan, comic book writer, band member and alleged JFK figure. Starring Ashlee Will.
Includes insight on his role as an alleged JFK figure, his writing career in the comic book industry, and what his comics have to do with the things he's experienced.
This is a series I intend to tell his story through a series of conversations. And I am also provoking him. Because sometimes he needs to be.
Ashlee Lori Will
ashleeloriwill.tumblr.com
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Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Thursday, April 29, 2010
'Couch surfing' comic book writer produces 'Hypothetical Cerebus'
'Couch surfing' comic book writer produces 'Hypothetical Cerebus'
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Sara Waisanen
Somewhere in Ann Arbor is a comic book writer who could have changed the course of history. He is a man who earned fame and notoriety for the comics he wrote in the 1970s and now he's homeless and "couch surfing."
At the age of 61, he hangs out in Ann Arbor meeting "chicks" and talking about how he "helped kill John F. Kennedy."
T. Casey Brennan is the author of Warren Publishing's "Creepy, Eerie, Vampirella," DC Comics' "House of Mystery" and Archie Comics' "Red Circle Sorcery," among others.
The "T" in T. Casey stands for Terrance and he's gone by T. Casey ever since he has been a published comic.
Brennan's most head-turning comics are the ones in which he tells of his involvement in the JFK assassination, as a victim of MK-ULTRA, an alleged CIA operation that involved brainwashing and experimenting with drugs.
In 1996, Brennan first wrote about what he says happened in the JFK assassination in his comic "Conjurella."
"It seemed to breathe new life into my comic career," Brennan said.
In 2006, Brennan wrote more about the JFK assassination in his comic "Hypothetical Cerebus" in Actor Comics Presents. He writes in detail about how he was forced to take a shot at JFK and what his life has been like since that historic event. Brennan's comic is for sale and can be purchased at Labyrinth Comics and Games, located at 324 S. State St. in Ann Arbor
"I wanted to tell the truth about the Kennedy assassination," he said.
Prior to JFK's assassination on Nov. 22, 1963, Brennan said he would go with his father who would get hypnosis from a Dr. Earnshaw. While they were there, the doctor would drug them with or without their consent, he said.
"I was a docile kid," Brennan said. "I did what they told me to do."
Brennan claims that Dr. Earnshaw and David Ferrie, who some conspiracy theorists believe was involved in the JFK assassination, came at him with a needle and injected something into his neck. He was then stuffed in a crate and flown to Dallas.
Brennan said he woke up in a storage room. A hood was put over his head and he was forced to fire a shot at the president who was driving by on the street below. Brennan said he didn't know if the shot connected, but he thinks it ricocheted off the pavement and hit a pedestrian.
He was then pushed out of the way and Ferrie continued to shoot. Brennan said they left the storage room and ran into Lee Harvey Oswald on the second floor, pushing a broom. Brennan was 15 years old at the time of the assassination, he said.
Brennan's name is mentioned in the book "Reclaiming History: The Assassination of President John F. Kennedy" by Vincent Bugliosi, which he carries around with him on he streets of Ann Arbor.
Brennan said he would take a polygraph test and testify about his experience, but no one seems to care.
"Nobody wants to know or hear about it," he said.
After Brennan's comic success in the 1970s, he says he was blacklisted by the comic book industry. He started having financial problems and took jobs in restaurants and started "couch surfing."
"I had been through such hell in the '80s," he said. "No one knew I was a celebrity comic book writer."
In 2003, Brennan said a car hit him while he was crossing the street on the corner of Washtenaw and Oakwood in Ypsilanti. He couldn't speak and he had "post-concussion syndrome," he said. Brennan was never able to get a lawyer.
After his accident he thought he was 15 years old, he said. One day he looked in the mirror, saw his gray hair and was brought back to reality. He recovered at a "punk house" and he said the sounds of punk rock music playing made him feel better. Since his accident, he's never been able to work, he said.
Brennan, out of work and homeless, says he hangs out with his punk rock friends, goes to parties every weekend and hangs out with cool girls.
"There's times when it (being homeless) works well," he said. "I'm having fun, but there are times when I'm on the brink of disaster."
Brennan doesn't hang out on the streets asking for money. He gets meals at the shelter and sometimes people come up to him and give him money. He says he doesn't really think about food and is "way better off starving."
Whenever he needs a place to crash, he calls a woman from a notebook of names of "foxy girls" that he carries around with him.
"It's like everything about me seems to fit," he said.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Comic Book Conspiracy
http://www.realdetroitweekly.com/article_3798.shtml
By Thomas Matich
Feb 5, 2008
T. Casey Brennan
Comic Book Conspiracy
Ann Arbor was host to a gathering at a house I had never visited before. On the back porch, with my red plastic cup freshly filled from the keg, I sipped and exhaled winter breath. That night I encountered T. Casey Brennan, the man who, legend has it, shot JFK.
Brennan started writing comics in the late-'60s with Warren Publishing’s horror series Eerie. As the '70s stormed ahead, Brennan penned tales for Warren horror magazines Creepy and Vampirella and DC Comics’ House of Mystery among countless others.
“I began reading them in kindergarten in September of 1953,” Brennan says. “I was five-years-old, it was a one-room school on a gravel road, no inside toilet or running water and the teacher had to shovel coal. There was a kid that had a massive collection of old time comic books and I began reading them and I became very enamored by the whole concept.”
With his stories, Brennan loved to create his own world and he used language like a machine gun, peppering his prose with vivid Vampirella speech bubbles that took readers on a creepy joy ride. By 1990, Brennan’s activism to remove cigarette smoking from comics caused then Arkansas Governor, Bill Clinton, to designate January as “T. Casey Brennan Month.”
Now, 59-year-old Brennan is homeless, nearly nomadic, splitting time in cities such as Ann Arbor, Pittsfield and Ypsilanti. He enjoys going to parties and in my email correspondences with him, he often asks if I know of any bashes. He considers himself a street-punk and feels that America has reached a cultural revolution that is genuine, unlike the hippies.
“I hated hippies then. I hate them now. Woodstock should’ve been napalmed,” Brennan says. “There’s nothing on this earth more sickening to me than a hippie."
In 2003, a car hit Brennan. He suffered post-concussion syndrome, a bleeding liver and a hernia. He had to learn how to talk again and with the help of some punk rock kids that took him in, he says he learned a different concept of what constitutes good and bad artistically.
In an email, Brennan sent me two Conjurella stories, where he writes about his involvement in the JFK assassination as an unwilling teenager through hazy, suspenseful recollections that involve CIA MK-ULTRA mind control and Nazi experiments. A few days later, I sit with Brennan at a Starbucks in Ann Arbor and ask him if his JFK stories are fact or fiction, to which Brennan says he’s willing to testify and take a polygraph. But it seems certain people don’t want the truth exposed, as he’s received death threats and political persecution. “If people want to deal with the JFK stuff at all, they want to deal with it as art that tests the limits of freedom of expression,” Brennan says. “Nobody wants to hear that I am telling the truth. But I take my fucking life … my reputation in my hands every time I’m forced to admit that.” RDW
T. Casey Brennan’s comics are available at Vault of Midnight: 219 S. Main St., Ann Arbor.
By Thomas Matich
Feb 5, 2008
T. Casey Brennan
Comic Book Conspiracy
Ann Arbor was host to a gathering at a house I had never visited before. On the back porch, with my red plastic cup freshly filled from the keg, I sipped and exhaled winter breath. That night I encountered T. Casey Brennan, the man who, legend has it, shot JFK.
Brennan started writing comics in the late-'60s with Warren Publishing’s horror series Eerie. As the '70s stormed ahead, Brennan penned tales for Warren horror magazines Creepy and Vampirella and DC Comics’ House of Mystery among countless others.
“I began reading them in kindergarten in September of 1953,” Brennan says. “I was five-years-old, it was a one-room school on a gravel road, no inside toilet or running water and the teacher had to shovel coal. There was a kid that had a massive collection of old time comic books and I began reading them and I became very enamored by the whole concept.”
With his stories, Brennan loved to create his own world and he used language like a machine gun, peppering his prose with vivid Vampirella speech bubbles that took readers on a creepy joy ride. By 1990, Brennan’s activism to remove cigarette smoking from comics caused then Arkansas Governor, Bill Clinton, to designate January as “T. Casey Brennan Month.”
Now, 59-year-old Brennan is homeless, nearly nomadic, splitting time in cities such as Ann Arbor, Pittsfield and Ypsilanti. He enjoys going to parties and in my email correspondences with him, he often asks if I know of any bashes. He considers himself a street-punk and feels that America has reached a cultural revolution that is genuine, unlike the hippies.
“I hated hippies then. I hate them now. Woodstock should’ve been napalmed,” Brennan says. “There’s nothing on this earth more sickening to me than a hippie."
In 2003, a car hit Brennan. He suffered post-concussion syndrome, a bleeding liver and a hernia. He had to learn how to talk again and with the help of some punk rock kids that took him in, he says he learned a different concept of what constitutes good and bad artistically.
In an email, Brennan sent me two Conjurella stories, where he writes about his involvement in the JFK assassination as an unwilling teenager through hazy, suspenseful recollections that involve CIA MK-ULTRA mind control and Nazi experiments. A few days later, I sit with Brennan at a Starbucks in Ann Arbor and ask him if his JFK stories are fact or fiction, to which Brennan says he’s willing to testify and take a polygraph. But it seems certain people don’t want the truth exposed, as he’s received death threats and political persecution. “If people want to deal with the JFK stuff at all, they want to deal with it as art that tests the limits of freedom of expression,” Brennan says. “Nobody wants to hear that I am telling the truth. But I take my fucking life … my reputation in my hands every time I’m forced to admit that.” RDW
T. Casey Brennan’s comics are available at Vault of Midnight: 219 S. Main St., Ann Arbor.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
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