George White's "pragmatic" approach meshed perfectly with Sid
Gottlieb's needs for drug testing. In May 1953 the two men, who wound up going
folk dancing together several times, formally joined forces. In CIA jargon,
White became MKULTRA subproject #3. Under this arrangement, White rented two
adjacent Greenwich Village apartments, posing as the sometime artist and seaman
"Morgan Hall." White agreed to lure guinea pigs to the "safehouse"—as the Agency
men called the apartments—slip them drugs, and report the results to Gottlieb
and the others in TSS. For its part, the CIA let the Narcotics Bureau use the
place for undercover activities (and often for personal pleasure) whenever no
Agency work was scheduled, and the CIA paid all the bills, including the cost of
keeping a well-stocked liquor cabinet—a substantial bonus for White. Gottlieb
personally handed over the first $4,000 in cash, to cover the initial costs of
furnishing the safehouse in the lavish style that White felt befitted him.
Gottlieb did not limit his interest to drugs. He and other TSS
officials wanted to try out surveillance equipment. CIA technicians quickly
installed see-through mirrors and microphones through which eavesdroppers could
film, photograph, and record the action. "Things go wrong with listening devices
and two-way mirrors, so you build these things to find out what works and what
doesn't," says a TSS source. "If you are going to entrap, you've got to give the
guy pictures [flagrante delicto] and voice recordings. Once you learn how
to do it so that the whole thing looks comfortable, cozy, and safe, then you can
transport the technology overseas and use it." This TSS man notes that the
Agency put to work in the bedrooms of Europe some of the techniques developed in
the George White safehouse operation.
In the safehouse's first
months, White tested LSD, several kinds of knockout drops, and that old OSS
standby, essence of marijuana. He served up the drugs in food, drink, and
cigarettes and then tried to worm information—usually on narcotics matters—from
his "guests." Sometimes MKULTRA men came up from Washington to watch the action.
A September 1953 entry in White's diary noted: "Lashbrook at 81 Bedford
Street—Owen Winkle and LSD surprise—can wash." Sid Gottlieb's deputy, Robert
Lashbrook, served as "project monitor" for the New York safehouse.[3]
White had only been running the safehouse six months when Olson died (in
Lashbrook's company), and Agency officials suspended the operation for
re-evaluation. They soon allowed him to restart it, and then Gottlieb had to
order White to slow down again. A New York State commissioner had summoned the
narcotics agent to explain his role in the deal that wound up with Governor
Dewey pardoning Lucky Luciano after the war. The commissioner was asking
questions that touched on White's use of marijuana on Del Gracio, and Gottlieb
feared that word of the CIA's current testing might somehow leak out. This storm
also soon passed, but then, in early 1955, the Narcotics Bureau transferred
White to San Francisco to become chief agent there. Happy with White's
performance, Gottlieb decided to let him take the entire safehouse operation
with him to the Coast. White closed up the Greenwich Village apartments, leaving
behind unreceipted "tips" for the landlord "to clear up any difficulties about
the alterations and damages," as a CIA document put it.[4]
White soon rented a suitable "pad" (as he always called it) on Telegraph
Hill, with a stunning view of San Francisco Bay, the Golden Gate Bridge, and
Alcatraz. To supplement the furniture he brought from the New York safehouse, he
went out and bought items that gave the place the air of the brothel it was to
become: Toulouse-Lautrec posters, a picture of a French cancan dancer, and
photos of manacled women in black stockings. "It was supposed to look rich,"
recalls a narcotics agent who regularly visited, "but it was furnished like
crap."
White hired a friend's company to install bugging
equipment, and William Hawkins, a 25-year-old electronics whiz then studying at
Berkley put in four DD-4 microphones disguised as electrical wall outlets and
hooked them up to two F-301 tape recorders, which agents monitored in an
adjacent "listening post." Hawkins remembers that White "kept a pitcher of
martinis in the refrigerator, and he'd watch me for a while as I installed a
microphone and then slip off." For his own personal "observation post," White
had a portable toilet set up behind a two-way mirror, where he could watch the
proceedings, usually with drink in hand.
The San Francisco
safehouse specialized in prostitutes. "But this was before The Hite
Report and before any hooker had written a book," recalls a TSS man, "so
first we had to go out and learn about their world. In the beginning, we didn't
know what a john was or what a pimp did." Sid Gottlieb decided to send his top
staff psychologist, John Gittinger, to San Francisco to probe the demimonde.
George White supplied the prostitutes for the study, although
White, in turn, delegated much of the pimping function to one of his assistants,
Ira "Ike" Feldman. A muscular but very short man, whom even the 5'7" White
towered over, Feldman tried even harder than his boss to act tough. Dressed in
suede shoes, a suit with flared trousers, a hat with a turned-up brim, and a
huge zircon ring that was supposed to look like a diamond, Feldman first came to
San Francisco on an undercover assignment posing as an East Coast mobster
looking to make a big heroin buy. Using a drug-addicted prostitute name Janet
Jones, whose common-law husband states that Feldman paid her off with heroin,
the undercover man lured a number of suspected drug dealers to the "pad" and
helped White make arrests.
As the chief Federal narcotics
agent in San Francisco, White was in a position to reward or punish a
prostitute. He set up a system whereby he and Feldman provided Gittinger with
all the hookers the psychologist wanted. White paid off the women with a fixed
number of "chits." For each chit, White owed one favor. "So the next time the
girl was arrested with a john," says an MKULTRA veteran, "she would give the cop
George White's phone number. The police all knew White and cooperated with him
without asking questions. They would release the girl if he said so. White would
keep good records of how many chits each person had and how many she used. No
money was exchanged, but five chits were worth $500 to $1,000." Prostitutes were
not the only beneficiaries of White's largess. The narcotics agent worked out a
similar system to forgive the transgressions of small time drug pushers when the
MKULTRA men wanted to talk to them about "the rules of their game," according to
the source.
TSS officials wanted to find out everything they
could about how to apply sex to spying, and the prostitute project became a
general learning and then training ground for CIA carnal operations. After all,
states one TSS official, "We did quite a study of prostitutes and their
behavior.... At first nobody really knew how to use them. How do you train them?
How do you work them? How do you take a woman who is willing to use her body to
get money out of a guy to get things which are much more important, like state
secrets. I don't care how beautiful she is—educating the ordinary prostitute up
to that level is not a simple task."
The TSS men continually
tried to refine their knowledge. They realized that prostitutes often wheedled
extra money out of a customer by suggesting some additional service as male
orgasm neared. They wondered if this might not also be a good time to seek
sensitive information. "But no," says the source, "we found the guy was focused
solely on hormonal needs. He was not thinking of his career or anything else at
that point." The TSS experts discovered that the postsexual,
light-up-a-cigarette period was much better suited to their ulterior motives.
Says the source:
Most men who go to prostitutes are prepared for the fact that [after the act] she's beginning to work to get herself out of there, so she can get back on the street to make some more money. . . . To find a prostitute who is willing to stay is a hell of a shock to anyone used to prostitutes. It has a tremendous effect on the guy. It's a boost to his ego if she's telling him he was really neat, and she wants to stay for a few more hours.... Most of the time, he gets pretty vulnerable. What the hell's he going to talk about? Not the sex, so he starts talking about his business. It's at this time she can lead him gently. But you have to train prostitutes to do that. Their natural inclination is to do exactly the opposite.
We didn't know in those days about hidden sadism and all that sort of stuff. We learned a lot about human nature in the bedroom. We began to understand that when people wanted sex, it wasn't just what we had thought of—you know, the missionary position.... We started to pick up knowledge that could be used in operations, but with a lot of it we never figured out any way to use it operationally. We just learned.... All these ideas did not come to us at once. But evolving over three or four years in which these studies were going on, things emerged which we tried. Our knowledge of prostitutes' behavior became pretty damn good. . . . This comes across now that somehow we were just playing around and we just found all these exotic ways to waste the taxpayers' money on satisfying our hidden urges. I'm not saying that watching prostitutes was not exciting or something like that. But what I am saying was there was a purpose to the whole business.[5]
As the TSS men learned more about the San Francisco hustlers,
they ventured outside the safehouse to try out various clandestine-delivery
gimmicks in public places like restaurants, bars, and beaches. They practiced
ways to slip LSD to citizens of the demimonde while buying them a drink or
lighting up a cigarette, and they then tried to observe the effects when the
drug took hold. Because the MKULTRA scientists did not move smoothly among the
very kinds of people they were testing, they occasionally lost an unwitting
victim in a crowd—thereby sending a stranger off alone with a head full of LSD.
In a larger sense, all the test victims would become
lost. As a matter of policy, Sid Gottlieb ordered that virtually no records be
kept of the testing. In 1973, when Gottlieb retired from the Agency, he and
Richard Helms agreed to destroy what they thought were the few existing
documents on the program. Neither Gottlieb nor any other MKULTRA man has owned
up to having given LSD to an unknowing subject, or even to observing such an
experiment—except of course in the case of Frank Olson. Olson's death left
behind a paper trail outside of Gottlieb's control and that hence could not be
denied. Otherwise, Gottlieb and his colleagues have put all the blame for actual
testing on George White, who is not alive to defend himself. One reason the
MKULTRA veterans have gone to such lengths to conceal their role is obvious:
fear of lawsuits from victims claiming damaged health.
At the
time of the experiments, the subjects' health did not cause undue concern. At
the safehouse, where most of the testing took place, doctors were seldom
present. Dr. James Hamilton, a Stanford Medical School psychiatrist and White's
OSS colleague, visited the place from time to time, apparently for studies
connected to unwitting drug experiments and deviant sexual practices. Yet
neither Hamilton nor any other doctor provided much medical supervision. From
his perch atop the toilet seat, George White could do no more than make surface
observations of his drugged victims. Even an experienced doctor would have had
difficulty handling White's role. In addition to LSD, which they knew could
cause serious, if not fatal problems, TSS officials gave White even more exotic
experimental drugs to test, drugs that other Agency contractors may or may not
have already used on human subjects. "If we were scared enough of a drug not to
try it out on ourselves, we sent it to San Francisco," recalls a TSS source.
According to a 1963 report by CIA Inspector General John Earman, "In a number of
instances, however, the test subject has become ill for hours or days, including
hospitalization in at least one case, and [White] could only follow up by
guarded inquiry after the test subject's return to normal life. Possible
sickness and attendant economic loss are inherent contingent effects of the
testing."
The Inspector General noted that the whole program
could be compromised if an outside doctor made a "correct diagnosis of an
illness." Thus, the MKULTRA team not only made some people sick but had a vested
interest in keeping doctors from finding out what was really wrong. If that
bothered the Inspector General, he did not report his qualms, but he did say he
feared "serious damage to the Agency" in the event of public exposure. The
Inspector General was only somewhat reassured by the fact that George White
"maintain[ed] close working relations with local police authorities which could
be utilized to protect the activity in critical situations."
If TSS officials had been willing to stick with their original
target group of marginal underworld types, they would have had little to fear
from the police. After all, George White was the police. But increasingly they
used the safehouse to test drugs, in the Inspector General's words, "on
individuals of all social levels, high and low, native American and foreign."
After all, they were looking for an operational payoff, and they knew people
reacted differently to LSD according to everything from health and mood to
personality structure. If TSS officials wanted to slip LSD to foreign leaders,
as they contemplated doing to Fidel Castro, they would try to spring an
unwitting dose on somebody as similar as possible. They used the safehouse for
"dry runs" in the intermediate stage between the laboratory and actual
operations.
For these dress rehearsals, George White and his
staff procurer, Ike Feldman, enticed men to the apartment with prostitutes. An
unsuspecting john would think he had bought a night of pleasure, go back to a
strange apartment, and wind up zonked. A CIA document that survived Sid
Gottlieb's shredding recorded this process. Its author, Gottlieb himself, could
not break a lifelong habit of using nondescriptive language. For the MKULTRA
chief, the whores were "certain individuals who covertly administer this
material to other people in accordance with [White's] instructions." White
normally paid the women $100 in Agency funds for their night's work, and
Gottlieb's prose reached new bureaucratic heights as he explained why the
prostitutes did not sign for the money: "Due to the highly unorthodox nature of
these activities and the considerable risk incurred by these individuals, it is
impossible to require that they provide a receipt for these payments or that
they indicate the precise manner in which the funds were spent." The CIA's
auditors had to settle for canceled checks which White cashed himself and marked
either "Stormy" or, just as appropriately, "Undercover Agent." The program was
also referred to as "Operation Midnight Climax."
TSS officials
found the San Francisco safehouse so successful that they opened a branch
office, also under George White's auspices, across the Golden Gate on the beach
in Marin County.[6] Unlike the
downtown apartment, where an MKULTRA man says "you could bring people in for
quickies after lunch," the suburban Marin County outlet proved useful for
experiments that required relative isolation. There, TSS scientists tested such
MKULTRA specialties as stink bombs, itching and sneezing powders, and diarrhea
inducers. TSS's Ray Treichler, the Stanford chemist, sent these "harassment
substances" out to California for testing by White, along with such delivery
systems as a mechanical launcher that could throw a foul-smelling object 100
yards, glass ampules that could be stepped on in a crowd to release any of
Treichler's powders, a fine hypodermic needle to inject drugs through the cork
in a wine bottle, and a drug-coated swizzle stick.
TSS men
also planned to use the Marin County safehouse for an ill-fated experiment that
began when staff psychologists David Rhodes and Walter Pasternak spent a week
circulating in bars, inviting strangers to a party. They wanted to spray LSD
from an aerosol can on their guests, but according to Rhodes' Senate testimony,
"the weather defeated us." In the heat of the summer, they could not close the
doors and windows long enough for the LSD to hang in the air and be inhaled.
Sensing a botched operation, their MKULTRA colleague, John Gittinger (who
brought the drug out from Washington) shut himself in the bathroom and let go
with the spray. Still, Rhodes testified, Gittinger did not get high, and the CIA
men apparently scrubbed the party.[7]
The MKULTRA crew continued unwitting testing until the summer
of 1963 when the Agency's Inspector General stumbled across the safehouses
during a regular inspection of TSS activities. This happened not long after
Director John McCone had appointed John Earman to the Inspector General
position.[8] Much to the
displeasure of Sid Gottlieb and Richard Helms, Earman questioned the propriety
of the safehouses, and he insisted that Director McCone be given a full
briefing. Although President Kennedy had put McCone in charge of the Agency the
year before, Helms—the professional's professional—had not bothered to tell his
outsider boss about some of the CIA's most sensitive activities, including the
safehouses and the CIA-Mafia assassination plots.[9] Faced with
Earman's demands, Helms—surely one of history's most clever
bureaucrats—volunteered to tell McCone himself about the safehouses (rather than
have Earman present a negative view of the program). Sure enough, Helms told
Earman afterward, McCone raised no objections to unwitting testing (as Helms
described it). A determined man and a rather brave one, Earman countered with a
full written report to McCone recommending that the safehouses be closed. The
Inspector General cited the risks of exposure and pointed out that many people
both inside and outside the Agency found "the concepts involved in manipulating
human behavior . . . to be distasteful and unethical." McCone reacted by putting
off a final decision but suspending unwitting testing in the meantime. Over the
next year, Helms, who then headed the Clandestine Services, wrote at least three
memos urging resumption. He cited "indications . . . of an apparent Soviet
aggressiveness in the field of covertly administered chemicals which are, to say
the least, inexplicable and disturbing," and he claimed the CIA's "positive
operational capacity to use drugs is diminishing owing to a lack of realistic
testing."[10] To
Richard Helms, the importance of the program exceeded the risks and the ethical
questions, although he did admit, "We have no answer to the moral issue." McCone
simply did nothing for two years. The director's indecision had the effect of
killing the program, nevertheless. TSS officials closed the San Francisco
safehouse in 1965 and the New York one in 1966.
Years later in
a personal letter to Sid Gottlieb, George White wrote an epitaph for his role
with the CIA: "I was a very minor missionary, actually a heretic, but I toiled
wholeheartedly in the vineyards because it was fun, fun, fun. Where else could a
red-blooded American boy lie, kill, cheat, steak rape, and pillage with the
sanction and blessing of the All-Highest?"
After 10 years of unwitting testing, the men from MKULTRA
apparently scored no major breakthroughs with LSD or other drugs. They found no
effective truth drug, recruitment pill, or aphrodisiac. LSD had not opened up
the mind to CIA control. "We had thought at first that this was the secret that
was going to unlock the universe," says a TSS veteran. "We found that human
beings had resources far greater than imagined."
Yet despite
the lack of precision and uncertainty, the CIA still made field use of LSD and
other drugs that had worked their way through the MKULTRA testing progression. A
1957 report showed that TSS had already moved 6 drugs out of the experimental
stage and into active use. Up to that time, CIA operators had utilized LSD and
other psychochemicals against 33 targets in 6 different operations. Agency
officials hoped in these cases either to discredit the subject by making him
seem insane or to "create within the individual a mental and emotional situation
which will release him from the restraint of self-control and induce him to
reveal information willingly under adroit manipulation." The Agency has
consistently refused to release details of these operations, and TSS sources who
talk rather freely about other matters seem to develop amnesia when the subject
of field use comes up. Nevertheless, it can be said that the CIA did establish a
relationship with an unnamed foreign secret service to interrogate prisoners
with LSD-like drugs. CIA operators participated directly in these
interrogations, which continued at least until 1966. Often the Agency showed
more concern for the safety of its operational targets abroad than it did for
its unwitting victims in San Francisco, since some of the foreign subjects were
given medical examinations before being slipped the drug.[11]
In these operations, CIA men sometimes brought in local
doctors for reasons that had nothing to do with the welfare of the patient.
Instead, the doctor's role was to certify the apparent insanity of a victim who
had been unwittingly dosed with LSD or an even more durable psychochemical like
BZ (which causes trips lasting a week or more and which tends to induce violent
behavior). If a doctor were to prescribe hospitalization or other severe
treatment, the effect on the subject could be devastating. He would suffer not
only the experience itself, including possible confinement in a mental
institution, but also social stigma. In most countries, even the suggestion of
mental problems severely damages an individual's professional and personal
standing (as Thomas Eagleton, the recipient of some shock therapy, can testify).
"It's an old technique," says an MKULTRA veteran. "You neutralize someone by
having their constituency doubt them." The Church committee confirms that the
Agency used this technique at least several times to assassinate a target's
character.[12]
Still, the Clandestine Services did not frequently call on TSS
for LSD or other drugs. Many operators had practical and ethical objections. In
part to overcome such objections and also to find better ways to use chemical
and biological substances in covert operations, Sid Gottlieb moved up in 1959 to
become Assistant for Scientific Matters to the Clandestine Services chief.
Gottlieb found that TSS had kept the MKULTRA programs so secret that many field
people did not even know what techniques were available. He wrote that tight
controls over field use in MKDELTA operations "may have generated a general
defeatism among case officers," who feared they would not receive permission or
that the procedure was not worth the effort. Gottlieb tried to correct these
shortcomings by providing more information on the drug arsenal to senior
operators and by streamlining the approval process. He had less luck in
overcoming views that drugs do not work or are not reliable, and that their
operational use leads to laziness and poor tradecraft.
If the
MKULTRA program had ever found that LSD or any other drug really did turn a man
into a puppet, Sid Gottlieb would have had no trouble surmounting all those
biases. Instead, Gottlieb and his fellow searchers came frustratingly close but
always fell short of finding a reliable control mechanism. LSD certainly
penetrated to the innermost regions of the mind. It could spring loose a whole
gamut of feelings, from terror to insight. But in the end, the human psyche
proved so complex that even the most skilled manipulator could not anticipate
all the variables. He could use LSD and other drugs to chip away at free will.
He could score temporary victories, and he could alter moods,
perception—sometimes even beliefs. He had the power to cause great harm, but
ultimately he could not conquer the human spirit.