Later the same week Candy observed a young couple
approaching Tunney's door. She watched as the young man
took out a set of keys and went through the same trial-anderror
process that the cleaning lady had performed a few
nights earlier. Candy went into the hallway and asked the
young man what he was doing. He told her that he was
supposed to meet Tunney there. Candy informed him that
Tunney had left hours before and was not expected back
that evening. The couple hurriedly left.
The next day Candy told Tunney about the incident. He
was not alarmed nor did he even seem to be interested that
a second burglary of his office had been attempted.
One day later, in the lobby of her building, Candy ran
into a retired army general she'd known in the South Pacific.
The general had not known her well in the past, but
now he was more than courteous. He mentioned that he
was on his way to have lunch with Tunney so Candy invited
him to her office first and showed him around. Then
she brought him across the hall to Tunney. Tunney seemed
quite surprised that Candy had known the general, and,
after a brief conversation, the two men went to lunch and
Candy continued with her business.
A few days later Candy was visited by a man who introduced
himself as an FBI agent. He asked her about the
burglary of Tunney's office, and Candy told him what she
had told both Tunney and the superintendent of the building.
The FBI man then unexpectedly went over to the window
ledge and picked up a microphone Candy had obtained
from Allen Funt of "Candid Camera" fame. The
agent wanted to know what use Candy had for the microphone.
She explained that she used it to tape her models'
voices to help them develop their speech. The agent said
that he'd been looking for just such a microphone to use in
a surveillance job on Fifty-seventh Street. He asked Candy
if she would mind if he borrowed it. Flattered that she'd
been asked to help the FBI, Candy offered it for as long as
it was needed. The FBI man thanked her and left with the
microphone.
When he returned a month later, he was accompanied
by another agent. After making casual conversation for a
few minutes, the FBI men asked Candy if she would allow
them to have some of their mail delivered to her office.
There would be letters addressed to fictitious names in care of her modeling school. Some of the letters, he said, might
be mailed from Europe and addressed to her, or to a specified
fictitious man's name. If that happened she was supposed
to call a number and report the arrival of the mail.
Candy, once again flattered, said she'd be happy to help.
Two weeks after Candy took the job with the FBI, Gene
Tunney moved out of his office. The general, however,
kept in touch with her all during that year. He invited her
to several parties, and even sent her a Christmas card.
In the summer of 1960, Candy received a letter at her
apartment from the first FBI man, and the next day the
general called her at her office. Somehow he knew that she
was taking a trip to speak at the all-male Tuesday Night
Supper Club in Denver, and afterwards going on to San
Francisco to attend a fashion show. The general wondered
if, since she was going to California anyway, she would
mind carrying a letter from a government agency. He told
her the letter was to be delivered to a man who would call
at her hotel and identify himself.
Again flattered to be called upon to serve her country,
Candy agreed to act as a courier. The important letter was
hand-delivered to Candy's office a few days after the general's
phone call. There were two envelopes—a large one inside
of which were her instructions and a smaller one
which contained the actual letter. Candy carried the letter
with her to Denver, then on to San Francisco where she
waited for her contact.
Within a few days she received a call at her hotel from a
man who identified himself as Gil Jensen; it was the same
man who had been Candy's doctor in the Philippines.
Jensen invited her to dinner that evening at the Mark
Hopkins Hotel. During dinner Candy brought up the subject
of the letter, but Jensen avoided the subject, saying that
they could better talk about it at his office the next day.
Candy protested that she had to go back to New York
the next day, but Jensen would not take no for an answer.
He told her that it would be worth her while to stay on for
a few days. "There's some interesting work you could do
for the Central Intelligence Agency, Candy, without interfering
with your business."
He told her that the work could be quite lucrative and
since at that time she needed money, she decided to stay
and find out what the CIA was offering. The next day a car picked Candy up at her hotel and
drove her across the Bay Bridge to the Oakland office of
Dr. Jensen. That was the beginning of what Candy's biographer
Donald Bain (who told Candy's story in the book
The Control of Candy Jones) described as twelve years of
adventure which would eventually take her to the Far East
as a covert operative of the CIA.
"She would be harassed, badgered and even tortured."
Bain wrote. "Her role was small, a carrier of messages, and
the fact that she chose initially to perform such duties, for
pay, renders the misfortunes that befell her 'occupational
hazards.'
"What Candy hadn't bargained for, however, was becoming
a human guinea pig in a secret CIA scientific project
in which mind control was the goal.
"She was an unwilling and unknowing laboratory subject
for twelve years, and only her chance marriage saved her
from the final stage of her adventure—her own suicide as
choreographed by Dr. Gilbert Jensen."
In 1973 Candy Jones married an old friend, "Long
John" Nebel, the host of a New York all-night radio talk
show. Candy had met John in 1941, at the height of her
career, when he was working as a free-lance photographer
assigned by a magazine to photograph her. After losing
contact with each other for more than a decade, they accidentally
renewed their acquaintance and were married
twenty-eight days later.
On their wedding night, John noticed that his bride was
suddenly acting out of character. She had left the bed and
gone into the bathroom to look in the mirror. When she
returned, John said, "I saw somebody who only resembled
the woman I'd married." He stressed the word "resembled"
because, although the body which walked out of the bathroom
belonged to Candy, the being inside it did not. Her
voice was cold and distant, and her expression was cruel.
Soon the strange bitter mood passed and the warm and
loving Candy returned.
The next evening Candy's strange "mood" returned.
John naturally became curious about his wife's psychohistory
and began asking questions about her past. Candy
told him about her contact with the FBI in 1959. She also
told him that from time to time she would still have to take
little trips for the government. On June 3, 1973, John and Candy came home early in
the morning after doing one of his all-night talk shows.
Candy tried to sleep, but found that she could not. She
tossed and turned and when she complained to John of her
sleeplessness, she was near tears.
John told Candy that he'd read that hypnosis could relax
insomniacs, and although he never had tried to put anyone
into the trance state, he'd read a lot about it and he suggested
perhaps they ought to try it. Candy laughed and said, "I
can't be hypnotized, John." But a short while after John
began to hypnotize her, Candy was deeply asleep.
Although John had no way of knowing it then, Candy
was already a highly suggestible subject since she had been
hypnotized on many previous occasions by the CIA. Because
of this, whenever John sought to induce trance in
Candy, she rapidly became relaxed and was able to get a
full night's natural sleep.
One night, while under John's hypnosis, Candy suddenly
and spontaneously began to relive her childhood. During
these age regressions, she revealed many terrible incidents
in what had been, obviously, a lonely and troubled past. In
dreamlike monologues she related how her father had
abused her. Once when she was eleven he'd crushed her
fingers, one by one, in a nutcracker because she wouldn't
cry when he was about to leave.
Candy's portrayal of her mother depicted a person only
a little less cruel than her father. A calculating woman, she
often locked Candy inside a closet as a form of punishment.
In several hypnotic monologues Candy revealed how she
had developed an alter ego named Arlene to defend her
from the blows of her formative years. Later, John was to
discover that the despicable personality which he had observed
taking over his wife's consciousness on their wedding
night was the same alter ego she'd developed in her
childhood.* John Nebel began tape-recording his wife's
hypnotic monologues.
One day, while under hypnosis, Candy told John about
Working with Dr. Jensen in California. She revealed that
* Bain fails to say whether or not Candy's alter ego playmate
was a manifestation of true schizoid behavior, or if Jensen developed
a monster from a harmless childhood fantasy. Jensen worked for the CIA and she did, too, but John was
not interested in the CIA story.
John became interested, however, when his wife described
how Dr. Jensen had tried to hypnotize her. According
to Candy, when Jensen had suggested that she submit
to hypnosis and she had told him with great certainty that
she couldn't be hypnotized, he had agreed with her that
this was probably true, judging from what he knew of her
personality.
John had read that the best way to deal with a subject
who believes he cannot be hypnotized is first to agree with
him, then to proceed to demonstrate how a hypnotist might
try to induce trance. John's subsequent hypnotic sessions
with Candy verified that that was exactly what Jensen had
done. But he'd gone one step further.
According to the memories dredged up from Candy's
subconscious, Jensen had regularly given her injections of
"vitamins." John thought these might actually have been
hypnotic drugs. Although Candy had probably always been
a good hypnotic subject, narco-hypnosis provided access to
greater depths in her already pliable personality.
When John began asking Candy about Jensen in her •
conscious state he found that she could provide little information
about him. She could only recall visiting Jensen on
that first trip for the CIA. She had no memory of what had
happened in his office, nor of the events of her life which
immediately followed that visit. John began to fear that the
CIA doctor still possessed a hold over his wife's mind.
Over the course of many hypnotic sessions with Candy,
John Nebel gathered up her fragments of memory and
wove them into a picture of a satanic CIA doctor. But,
reports Donald Bain, "the major difficulty in dredging up
this material is that Candy Jones was programmed by Jensen
not to remember, and this programming proved frighteningly
effective."
John later discovered that on that first visit, Jensen had
obtained from Candy the important piece of information
that she had had an imaginary playmate named Arlene.
This single fact provided the basis for the methodical splitting
of her personality, for it was Arlene that Jensen wished
to cultivate as a courier, not Candy.
Candy's willingness to carry messages was the extent of
her conscious cooperation with the CIA. But from the first visit to Jensen's office she had become an unwitting victim
of Operation Mind Control. Jensen had her sign a security
oath which officially made her an employee of the government,
and as such she forfeited her right to legal compensation
for the harm done her by the ruthless mind-control
operation.
Jensen also placed her against a large sheet of paper and
traced her silhouette. Then he photographed her and asked
her to pick a pseudonym for a new passport. She suggested
her actual middle name, Arline.
In answer to Jensen's questions she revealed that her imaginary
playmate had spelled her name A-r-1-e-n-e. Jensen
said that he didn't care which way she spelled it and asked
her to pick a last name as well. Candy suggested the name
Grant, which was the last part of her grandmother's name,
Rosengrant and "Arlene Grant" was agreed upon. It would
be an easy name for Candy to remember since that was the
very name she had given her alter ego in childhood.
As time went on, John found that he was talking more to
Arlene than to Candy. In one session John asked Arlene if
she thought Jensen had in any way crippled her. Arlene
scornfully replied that Candy had not wanted to be programmed,
but that she "didn't know what end was up."
John asked Arlene who had developed her, and she replied,
"Mother Jensen. He hatched me like a mother hen."
Jensen had told her to come up through Candy's stomach,
she said. He'd say, "A. G.! A. G.!" and Candy would experience
a severe stomach pain before Arlene took over her
personality. When she refused to come when she was
called, Jensen would give Candy an injection, and one day
he miscalculated and gave her three injections, which put
Candy to sleep for fourteen hours. Jensen had quite a scare
because he had a difficult time reviving her.
Under John's hypnosis, Candy revealed that she had
been given a number of drugs by Jensen: possibly aminazin,
reserpine, and sulfazin, as well as the "truth drugs" sodium
amytal and sodium pentothal. She was programmed
not to allow any doctor except Jensen to treat her, and
never to allow anyone to give her thorazine, the powerful
tranquillizer.
The details of Candy's role as a mind-controlled CIA
courier were pieced together from hundreds of hours of
tapes of her hypnotic monologues. She worked for the CIA under her professional name Candy Jones, under the name
Arlene Grant, and under her given name, Jessica Wilcox.
She was first ordered to lease a post-office box at Grand
Central Station in the name of Jessica Wilcox in August of
1961. She maintained this box until 1968 or 1969 and paid
for it herself. Mail seldom arrived at the box, but when it
did Candy would take it to her office and hold it for an
unidentified man who always made the pickup, or sometimes,
a phone call would order Candy to deliver certain
letters to various locations around the city.
Slowly it began to dawn on Candy that some of the people
she was delivering mail to might be just the kind of
people who could kill her for reasons of their own. To protect
herself, she wrote a letter to her attorney and put two
copies in safe deposit boxes at different banks. The letter
stated that for reasons she couldn't disclose she often used
the names Arlene Grant, Jessica Wilcox, and Candy Jones.
She wanted to put on record the fact that these different
names all referred to her. In the event of her death, she
wrote, whether it was due to accident or sudden illness,
whether it happened in the United States or outside the
country, there should be a thorough investigation. She
wrote that although she was not at liberty to divulge her
sideline activities, she was not performing illegal, immoral,
or unpatriotic acts.
Candy holds that assumption to this day, even after
hearing her own voice under hypnosis tell tales of physical
torture, of illegal entries and exits from the country, and of
the most shocking kind of abuse at the hands of the CIA.
Candy probably still would do almost anything out of this
hypno-cultivated sense of patriotism.
Eventually John tried to get his wife to see a psychiatrist,
but she refused, saying that if she did so she would get very
sick and might even have a convulsion. Evidently Jensen
had told her this. Even talking about possible therapy gave
Candy severe stomach cramps.
Candy had been programmed so that she would not only
be protected from foreign intelligence operations, but from
everyone, the CIA included. Jensen planned to use her for
some evil design of his own.
Candy Jones was, in fact, not one, but two zombies.
Candy and Arlene, sibling rivals trapped inside the same They would talk to each other but never about each
other to anyone but Jensen. They traveled together on CIA
assignments, Candy Jones being the person who acted
within the United States, and Arlene Grant, the persona
who took over once the airplane left the country.
Usually when Candy arrived in San Francisco from New
York she would immediately go to Jensen's office. There
she would change clothes, don a black wig, and pick up her
fake passport in the name of Arlene Grant. Jensen would
call forth the Arlene personality and send her off to Southeast
Asia to deliver her messages. In his book, Donald Bain
writes that Arlene often carried an envelope, but he wonders,
wisely, if in fact there was anything in the envelope.
The possibility is strong that Candy carried her secret messages
within her mind, locked behind posthypnotic blocks
which could be released only by hearing the proper cue.
In 1966 she was sent on several missions to Taiwan,
where three businessmen were her contacts.
On her first mission to Taiwan, Arlene was met at the
airport by one of them. She immediately offered him the envelope,
but he insisted that she accompany him to his
home, which turned out to be a large and institutional-like
structure located on an impressive estate twenty miles outside
Taipei. In front of the house a long row of trees lined
the driveway which circumscribed a lush green lawn. There
were other buildings on the property some distance from
the main house.
As he escorted Arlene into the house she noticed two
Chinese women dressed in lab coats on the lawn. She asked
him who these women were, and he explained that they
were only household help. During that first three-day visit,
the man entertained Arlene royally. He took her to extravagant
dinners and on an extensive sightseeing tour of the
island.
When she returned to San Francisco, Jensen met her at
the airport and drove her back to his office. There he gave
her an intravenous injection of drugs and restored her to
the Candy Jones personality. She turned in her Arlene
Grant passport and put her black wig, dark makeup, and
clothing in a closet in Jensen's office On that trip she also
turned over to Jensen several rolls of exposed film which
she had taken on her sightseeing tour. On her return to
New York, she found her staff at the modeling agency very upset because she had forgotten to tell anyone where she
was going or how long she would be gone.
A month later, Candy was again summoned to San
Francisco. Jensen put her through the same procedure as
before, having Arlene Grant emerge and travel to Taiwan.
Again, the same man met her at the airport and took her to
his country home. Again she stayed for three days. But this
time she was not a guest but a prisoner.
Candy recalled, through John's questioning under hypnosis,
that she was hooked up to an electric box of some
kind and was shocked repeatedly on her shoulders, arms,
and breasts. The Chinese grilled her about the contents of
the envelope she'd just delivered. She protested that she did
not know anything about its contents, but that answer did
not satisfy her torturers.
When she wouldn't change her story, they turned to
questions about Dr. Jensen. Arlene maintained that she did
not know Dr. Jensen. Obstinately, she stuck to her programmed
cover story, even though she was severely and
repeatedly shocked.
Although the real event had taken place almost ten years
earlier, the physical impressions revived by reliving these
experiences under her husband's hypnosis were so strong
that her lymph system responded protectively and pumped
fluid to her skin producing blisters in the exact places
where the electrodes had been attached.
According to Candy's recollection, the torture stopped
only after the Chinese man talked with someone on the telephone.
Following his conversation he unstrapped her from
the chair and seemed most friendly and apologetic. He told
her that the electrodes had been used not to torture her but
to try and jog her memory. After lunch he drove her to the
airport and put her on a plane for San Francisco. She remembers
that on the return flight she wore gloves in order to
hide the blisters. She also recalls that her hands smelled of
sulfuric acid, although she has no recollection of having
been burned with it.
At San Francisco, Jensen met her and gave her the customary
injection after they reached his office. He told her
that the torture had been a mistake, the result of a typographical
error in the message she had carried.
In 1968 Candy was again sent to Taiwan. Normally an
individual would not knowingly and willingly place herself in a position to be tortured a second time, but Jensen's
control over Candy was so complete that she did his bidding
without the slightest hesitation.
The final trip to Taiwan brought her into contact with
other Taiwanese. She delivered her envelope, this time to a
girl in an art gallery. She remembers that after the girl took
the envelope from her, she spit in her face. Under hypnosis
Candy could not recall any reason why the girl had done
so.
After delivering the message, Arlene was picked up by
the same man and driven to his home. Again she was tortured
with electrodes and questioned about the contents of
the message she'd delivered. When she would not, or could
not, answer, her torturers put her hand in a box which contained
a scorpion. This apparently was supposed to be a
scare tactic, for when the scorpion bit her, the torturers
immediately stopped the shocks and gave her antibiotics and
administered other medical treatment.
Candy told her husband that on another occasion her
thumbnails had been cut to the quick in an attempt to
make her talk. She remembered that this had taken place
on January 24, 1968. On still another occasion, something
had been put in her ears to cause pain. But throughout all
this torture, Jensen's programming held. She said nothing.
In another hypnosis session Arlene told about getting
dizzy in a Taiwan hotel after having one drink. She began
to sweat profusely and went to a bathroom which had a
little dressing room and a bed in it. An attendant accompanied
her and took her clothes and hung them up since they
had become drenched with perspiration. She was given a
dressing gown and allowed to lie down. Eventually a doctor
came to see her. He gave her an injection and she
drifted off to sleep.
After the doctor left the room, the female attendant
came over and began to pinch her on different parts of her
body, asking her where "the papers" were. When the attendant
began to pinch Arlene's nipples, she fainted from the
pain. The woman persisted, repeatedly pulling her to a sitting
position and severely pinching her nipples.
When the woman finally left the room, Candy remembers,
she tried to crawl under the bed to hide. The doctor
came back and gave her another injection. The next day
when she awoke and dressed, she was courteously escorted to the airport by her torturers as if nothing had happened.
When she got back to Jensen's office, she reported the
incident to him. He seemed most concerned about it, but
when he asked to see her bruises, she refused to show him
her black and blue nipples.
On a number of occasions Candy was sent to the Central
Intelligence Agency's training ground called "The Farm."
Known to the outside world as Camp Peary, it appeared to
be an ordinary military installation. There Candy learned
how to search a room, and various guerrilla warfare tactics
including how to commit undetectable arson. She was
taught how to use a poison lipstick to take her own life,
and how to use the same lipstick to kill someone else by
sticking a pin inside it, then jabbing the intended victim.
She learned how to use acid as a defensive and offensive
weapon. She learned how to fire various weapons, how to
climb ropes, and how to write coded messages on her fingernails
and cover them with polish. The training at "The
Farm" was known as 3-D: "Detect, Destroy, and Demolish."
At one point Candy told her husband of an especially
outrageous incident which took place at CIA headquarters
in Langley, Virginia. She had been taken to an amphitheater
where more than two dozen CIA men were gathered to
witness a performance of Dr. Jensen's stable of zombies,
There were eight subjects scheduled for the performance
and Candy was the first.
In a deep hypnotic trance, she was made to lie naked on
a table. The table was wheeled before the CIA audience
and Candy was introduced to the group as Laura Quidnick.
She wore her Arlene wig during the entire performance.
Dr. Jensen demonstrated his complete control over the
prone, disrobed figure of Candy Jones. He lit a candle and
told his nude subject that she would not feel a thing. Then
he shoved the burning candle deep into her vagina.
Several of the witnesses tried to break through Jensen's
control, but they all failed. "Candy is perfect," Arlene told
John. "Jensen proved in Virginia how impossible it was to
break his control."
Piecing together such fragmented incidents of Candy's
secret CIA past, John Nebel discovered that his wife had
been programmed to commit suicide once she was no longer useful to the CIA. The self-destruct program was to
be activated in Nassau. She was to check into the Paradise
Beach Hotel on December 31, 1972. She'd stayed at the
hotel many times before on normal business trips, so there
was nothing unusual about that. But on this occasion Arlene
was primed to spontaneously take over Candy's body
upon receiving a phone call from Jensen. She was programmed
to walk Candy's body to a steep cliff overlooking
the sea and there to make a high dive. This was to be the
last dive of Candy Jones' life, for from that location her
body would certainly have crashed into the rocks on the
beach below.
It was extremely fortunate that Candy married John Nebel
on the very day she was supposed to check into the
hotel. The marriage, by putting off the Nassau trip, had
short-circuited Jensen's program of suicide, which was
scheduled for the same month.
But today, despite John's help in countering much of
Jensen's programming, Candy is still not completely free of
his control over her mind. Still, whenever she looks into a
mirror, she feels Arlene struggling to take over her consciousness.
Although Candy told Jensen that she was through working
for the Agency in the middle of 1972, more than six
months after she and John were married a strange phone
call was recorded on their telephone-answering machine.
The message was: "Japan Airlines calling on the 03 July at
4:10 P.M. . . . Please have Miss Grant call 759-
9100 . . . She is holding new reservation on Japan Airlines
Flight 5, for the sixth of July, Kennedy-Tokyo, with
an open on to Taipei. This is per Cynthia that we are calling.
Thank you."
A check with Japan Airlines disclosed that the number
759-9100 was indeed the reservation number for the airline.
There was, however, no record in the airline's computer
of the reservation or a record of who made it. Neither
was there a reservation clerk named Cynthia, or
anyone else at the airline by that name. The "per Cynthia"
phrase may have been a code which was supposed to trigger
Candy's automatic program, or it may have been a thin
disguise for the Agency represented by Cynthia's first and
last two letters.
Today, Candy's controlled mind and John Nebel's senseof patriotism still prevent the whole truth of the story from
emerging. For some reason John Nebel, Candy Jones, and
Donald Bain conceal the real names of Candy's programmers.
In Bain's book the name Gilbert Jensen is said to be a
pseudonym.
Another doctor, who supposedly conditioned Candy to
hate and distrust people, is given the name "Dr. Marshall
Burger" in the book, though at one point there is a footnote
stating that Nebel wondered if Burger wasn't a cover name
for the California hypnotist, Dr. William Jennings Bryan,
Bryan, as noted in an earlier chapter, was the hypnotist
and physician who offered the long-distance, instant diagnosis
that Gary Powers had been "Powerized" by the Soviets.
He was formerly a hypnotist for the air force and has
been linked to the CIA. He was also the technical consultant
for the film The Manchurian Candidate.
According to the April 22, 1969, Los Angeles Times, the
California State Board of Medical Examiners found him
guilty of "unprofessional conduct in four cases involving
sexual molesting of female patients." For this offense Bryan
was only placed on five years' probation—the lightness of
the penalty might well have been accomplished through his
connections with the CIA.
Alan W. Scheflin, an attorney who for five years has
been researching the subject of mind control for his book
The Mind Manipulators, says he has evidence which suggests
that the Nebels and Donald Bain may be concealing
the fact that the "doctor" who programmed Candy is the
same doctor who programmed Lee Harvey Oswald, James
Earl Ray, and Sirhan Beshara Sirhan.
In early 1976 Candy Jones and I both spoke on a KSAN
radio special on mind control. I was interviewed via telephone
and Candy was interviewed in the studio. We did
not meet, but KSAN provided all the participants with duplicate
tapes of the program.
On the KSAN program Candy Jones and Donald Bain
both insisted, despite my own evidence and arguments, the
testimony of Jessica Mitford, and the evidence provided by
two other investigative reporters, that Candy had been only
a human guinea pig used for experimental purposes. The
records of the CIA mind-control project clearly show, however,
that during the 1960s the cryptocracy's mind control
had gone far beyond the experimental stage. On that radio show, Candy Jones herself revealed that Sir William Stephenson
(A Man Called Intrepid) believed that she was no
guinea pig. She reported that Stephenson wrote her that as
far back as the early days of World War II he had used
zombie agents like her in the service of British Intelligence.
Shortly after the program was aired I called Nebel's office
to try and make contact with Candy or John. They had
ignored my previous letters and my calls were taken by
their producer, who tried to help me but finally had to
report that the Nebels were not interested in being interviewed.
I subsequently learned that neither would they
grant an interview to John Marks of the Center for National
Security Studies. They turned him down as flatly as
they'd turned me down.
My attempt to clarify the question of whether or not Dr.
William Jennings Bryan had anything to do with programming
Candy Jones was also frustrated by his avoidance of
me. I persisted in trying to get an interview with him until
March of 1977, when Dr. Bryan died prematurely at the
age of fifty, allegedly of a heart attack. He was a rather
flamboyant man who toured the country holding "conferences"
where he would lecture on the uses of hypnosis in
police interrogation. He died at one such conference in Las
Vegas, Nevada, only months after his name was raised in
connection with Candy Jones.
A few of the questions which beg for the Nebels' answers
are: What are the real names of the men who programmed
Candy? Why weren't they included in the book? What are
Candy's and John's personal political affiliations? Why are
they not outraged by Candy's manipulation? Why are they
attempting to protect the guilty and justify the rape of Candy's
body and mind by the "national security" rationale?
In light of Candy's disclaimer, and the Nebels' refusal to
clear up these questions, I can only ask the reader to decide
whether or not Candy Jones was a courier in a fully
operational sense, or only an experimental guinea pig, as
she still maintains.

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