A Journalist Under Martial Law
Police are everywhere. My ID has been checked more times than I can remember. This is a police state, and the number one suspects are journalists. Charlie Skelton’s account of police in his hotel room going through his things while in his nude then taking him to his car to search that is merely one example of the conditions under which those of us who are here to cover the Bilderberg conference find ourselves.
This year, some of the world’s elites have travelled to the Interalpen-Hotel Tyrol in the Austrian Alps for the Bilderberg conference so that the police protecting them can hassle well-meaning journalists, activists and so on. Journalists here at Bilderberg are the criminals in the Orwellian world while people like CIA mafioso David Petraeus are on the inside wining, dining and dealing on the taxpayer’s tab. It’s a long history of crime from Bilderberg’s attendees, starting with the group’s first chairman, Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands, who was caught in the 70s bribing and being bribed by Lockheed and Northrop.
Then there is Douglas Flint, HSBC chairman, at Bilderberg too this year and branded by Guardian “a bank beyond shame”; but yet here are the executives of that bank meeting with powerful cronies and government officials. Just this week Henry Kissinger, Bilderberg steering committee member, said that the US has been arming ISIS. Like Skelton, my friends Luke Rudwkowski, Dan Dicks and myself have had our fair share of run-ins with the Austrian police.
“The police just came to our hotel and documented my private information that my hotel has on me in their records. They did this to all the guests that are primarily journalists reporting on Bilderberg,” Luke posted.
Before we even got to the hotel where we were stopped at a police checkpoint, all of our luggage searched. Skelton must’ve been at the same checkpoint:
‘Step out of the vehicle and show me your identification!’ A group of Austrian police officers took up position round my car. I pulled on the handbrake and opened the door. I swear to God one young officer shifted his hand to the butt of his sidearm, like I was about to rush them. All 12 of them. All armed. Maybe if there had only been 10 I might have taken them down using a slingshot improvised from my shoelaces, but not 12. I might be crazy but I’m not nuts.”
I can’t be too sure what is going on inside of the meeting. Reportedly, the group this year will discuss “Artificial Intelligence, Cybersecurity, Chemical Weapons Threats, Current Economic Issues, European Strategy, Globalisation, Greece, Iran, Middle East, NATO, Russia, Terrorism, United Kingdom, USA, US Elections.” It is tough to get any real details because police hassle you promptly. The police state atmosphere is quite the juxtaposition to the Austrian landscape.
Where I am is in complete lockdown. Taxpayer’s are funding the security of the meeting as there is no shortage of Austrian police, and we’re in a small Austrian village! At past Bilderberg meetings I know journalists have been arrested merely for reporting on it, so I have remained cautious.
The atmosphere here makes it very clear that real discussions are going on inside Bilderberg about how certain global affairs should be perceived and handled. The amount of security has made it very tough to work here. While a Bilderberger said that the group welcomes the general interest in the conference, the scene on the ground portrays something much different. Those of us here are journalists under martial law. I hope we all make it out without incident.
Originally Appeared At The Dollar Vigilante
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