American academic book
publisher John Wiley & Sons is a C.I.A. spy contractor

                   

U.S. academic book publisher John Wiley & Sons spies
[not only] on employees w/ C.I.A. methods; Wiley Inc. board of directors’ covers
up the corporate misconduct of the spy merchant cum science publisher John
Wiley & Sons!

 

The criminal versatile John Wiley & Sons publishing empire is violating the right to privacy in the workplace under U.S. Constitution’s 4th Amendment as well as Chinese and EU privacy
laws.

 

John Wiley &
Sons (SOPA, PIPA and ACTA shark) commits felonies by secretly listening on employee
conversations at the workplace. John Wiley &
Sons culture is a fang-out, snoop-snoop-snoop and
mobbing culture. This nightmare is aided and abetted by Chairman Peter Booth Wiley and his
entourage, who engage vulnerable employees in the literary equivalent of trench warfare. The smoldering banality of
evil by Chairman
Peter Booth Wiley
creates a ridiculous public-relations disaster for himself and ruinous
consequences for untrustworthy John Wiley &
Sons.

 

John Wiley & Sons treats his
national and international subsidiaries like sweatshops. The once unimaginable magnitude of information John Wiley & Sons has available about each of its employees for discriminatory practices
is enough to create digital Doppelgangers of their employees.

 

Short of a
stop-and-frisk-program, Chairman Peter Booth Wiley’s blanket surveillance treats law-abiding employees as suspects. He is inflicting intolerable misery upon all John
Wiley & Sons employees’ by bullying and harassing them with secretly obtained
information. His cruelty is embedded in America’s working environment
and the violent U.S.
society as a whole.

 

Secret
surveillance is the message of Chairman Peter
Booth Wiley’s printing-press.

 

Private spy
companies such as SPOKEO, FACTUAL and STRATFOR, so-called data-specialists, are
identifying every fact and rumor in the world of an employee, to find patterns
in employees for John Wiley & Sons to observe and to exploit. The intrusive frisking by
underground contract spies, all John Wiley & Sons’ men, involves soul-theft and the surveillance of:

 

Employee’s home life;

Bedroom snooping includes
sexual preferences, deviations deemed ’unhealthy’ by John
Wiley & Sons puritans, divorces and if
female employees had or were seeking an abortion;

Political activities as civil rights activists;
socialist political leanings;

Race surveillance of Muslim and Arab employees;

Religion;

Fingerprints from overseas
employees;

Friends, enemies or any
failings;

Travels;

Bank accounts;

Pressing needs for money;

Email contents;

The entire job history;

In which year
employees bought (or lost) a house;

Computer communications such as what employees do on social networks and what they
talk about;

When and where
they exercise;

What books or
magazines employees read;

What brand of
coffee they drink and dieting habits;

If employees ever declared
bankruptcy;

Traffic tickets
and how many cars their employees have;

If taking pills for recreational purposes lead to
criminal activity of employees;

Medical records
indicating a depression or addiction history of employees;

Public library
records.

 

After stealing the
secrets of its employees, John Wiley & Sons predictive analytics team makes
sense of the demographic data to figure out how John Wiley & Sons employees
might think and behave and how its employees can be urged to hate themselves and
how John Wiley & Sons can hire and fire or demote and promote its employees.

 

In America, trade
unions engaged in the protection of employee rights are considered as
un-American. But American corporations have
the right under the First Amendment to express their political point of view
just like people. John Wiley & Sons major points of view are to be
indifferent to its employees and exclusively devoted to produce wealth for its
shareholders, regardless of social consequences. So what kind of people are John Wiley & Sons? Psychopaths!

 

Chairman Peter Booth Wiley subscribes 100 percent to the theory that all John Wiley & Sons’ employees are putting him in imminent physical danger: “I have this information
put together as soon as we acquire a new company.” “…That’s in violation of
the privacy laws but improves our security…” the compulsive talker was blurting
out as answer to my questions about mega monster John Wiley & Sons mismanaging new acquisitions and breaking the law.

 

The mentality of Chairman Peter Booth Wiley is that he shoots
first, and then says: It looked like he had a gun! Chairman Peter Booth Wiley can and will
shoot and kill anyone by whom he feels threatened.

 

John Wiley & Sons snooping
is pretty much in line with IKEA’s snooping on
its employees in France.

 

There are no laws
in the U.S.
to tell employees what information John Wiley & Sons has bought about them – and the
Espionazis at John Wiley & Sons have no shame using the flood tide of
spy-data.

 

That is what
Chairman Peter Booth Wiley called John Wiley & Sons’ ‘world order’.

 

According to
Chairman-third-rate Peter Booth Wiley, the level of
distrust between John Wiley & Sons’ employees and John Wiley & Sons’ shareholders, board of directors and management has become so corrosive that it is becoming openly
antagonistic.

 

To write my
strange memoir about criminal secrets, I worked for
eighteen months at John Wiley & Sons’ San Francisco archive, located in Chairman Peter Booth Wiley’s office. During the act of arranging facts for John
Wiley & Sons 200th anniversary book, I have actually
uncovered an unexpected better story than the by-the-numbers retrospective of a
publisher.

 

After eighteen months of improvised
and surprising interviews with Chairman Peter
Booth Wiley,
the quotes from him were a big pile of unorganized
papers in a shoe-box containing only my hand-scribbled notes. As editor I was
not only participant in reconstructing and the artful arrangement of the
conversations, its perverse drama of unwanted soap opera homo-sex (there was no
DSK-button in his office) and the Chairman’s alcoholism, but also
commentator to turn John Wiley & Sons’ ugly history into
sophisticated literary journalism. I selectively report word by word what I had
penciled down during the intimate ‘interviews’, in which he had a penchant for screaming at
me.

 

To better deal
w/ Chairman Peter Booth Wiley’s monologues I gave his words satirical
interpretations and use the method of dramatizing and narrating by being as
creative as I want to be! My character sketches and sarcastic undertones fall
under the protection of the First Amendment. It’s a new kind of investigative
journalism, where obsolete rules where thrown out and an intermediate standard
for publishing was used. Why? The quotes
from Chairman Peter Booth Wiley and the intrusive nature of what I
am telling do not lend themselves to firm corroboration, although every single
thing in my investigation is plausible. It is my, the investigative citizen journalists’
fundamental job to make what is true believable!

 

Accused also of
sexual male employee abuse, the position of Chairman Peter Booth Wiley is: drag me to court, admit nothing, deny everything, lie without censure, make bogus
counteraccusations and put restrictions on the freedom of my speech.

 

The self-proclaimed “fifth and sixth” Wiley generations
at John Wiley & Sons were hunting – unprecedented
- for in-house employee dissidents at John Wiley
& Sons’ NYC offices in the 1960s. The faux “fifth and sixth” Wiley generations performed illegal warrantless searches of homes and
offices. “I secretly searched through offices; my daddy
had a contractor monitor homes when necessary”. Daddy W. Bradford Wiley
was blessed with social-Darwinist brutishness;
yet he became
paranoid about his stock grubbing critics among John Wiley & Sons employees.

 

Why?

 

His lineage qualified Daddy W. Bradford Wiley more to get
away with robbing widows and orphans and for feeding at the public trough than the
executive suit at John Wiley & Sons. “My daddy’s branch of the family was so far removed from
the line of inheritance [at John Wiley & Sons Inc.] that all he got was the
name Wiley” said the privileged son of an unprivileged son while crossing
and re-crossing his legs.   Daddy Wiley’s attachment to the
heirs of John
Wiley & Sons
was not ‘real’, theirs was not his blood; he was a model of
semi-self-creation.

 

With attention to detailed
background checks and mining mountains of facts, this is also the story of Langley’s “Intelligence
Outsourcing”, where anything goes. Under Allan Dulles, a group of career spies
took control through bribery and subversion of fifty U.S. news organizations and a dozen
publishing houses. At textbook publisher John Wiley & Sons they installed as
Trojan horse namesake Daddy W. Bradford Wiley to run the John Wiley & Sons C.I.A.-coup. What a name can do for C.I.A. espionage contractor
Wiley Inc.

 

In
the secret world of C.I.A. spies for hire, what is Daddy W. Bradford Wiley’s identity?
Forgery? A double?

 

Imposter/interloper
Daddy W. Bradford Wiley invented his own genealogy and made a great fortune
with it. Acting as a real ‘Wiley’, he set up a new chain of command and
installed C.I.A. spies at John Wiley & Sons for the sole purpose of
stealing research – intellectual property – from John Wiley & Sons worldwide
university clients. The program took its beginning in the political climate of the escalating American
war in Vietnam.

 

The C.I.A. espionage unit
within John Wiley & Sons is known for its media strategy to say “no
comment” in three dozen languages. In order to stay in the
spy-business and to protect Chairman Peter
Booth Wiley’s ill-gotten spy-money in a safe and untouchable
offshore bank, C.I.A. espionage troopers such as corrupt
John Wiley & Sons Inc. are NOT SUBJECT to America’s Freedom of Information Act FOIA. The C.I.A. will simply refuse to confirm or deny the existence of the John Wiley & Sons university spy
records, just as the C.I.A. shields torture and rendition of terrorism
suspects.

 

An obscure 35-year-old judicial doctrine called Glomar
allows the C.I.A. to block all congressional and public inquiries into John
Wiley & Sons’ spy tools, the secret files,
the budget, the number of cloak-and-dagger agents and the entire power
structure of the John Wiley & Sons $hadow Company, a ‘valued asset’ for the C.I.A. and the recipient of a vast, green stream of dollars
from a cold blooded U.S. government with very special interests.

 

Three quarters of the
2010 C.I.A. budget of $80 billions went to private contractors. The hidden spy
networks run by private U.S.
companies are an integral part of U.S. government covert operations.
Private U.S. contract spies are protected by private U.S.
security guards, making up a private U.S. underworld militia with secret
flights and global reach.

 

Peter Booth Wiley is engaged in witch
hunts against opponents. “We will wipe anybody off the campus-map who
is threatening the global interests of the United States”. Chairman Peter Booth Wiley’s message is clear: You are doomed if you
don’t believe those
who threaten to wipe you out. “My Daddy served his presidents on every
continent”. Will academic book buyers shake an angry finger in the ugly
American face? “Our overseas work took off during the Vietnam War when we
began to watch students around the world who were opposed to the war”
explained the right-wing activist Chairman Peter Booth Wiley his
culture of fear.

 

Daddy
Wiley’s provenance was New Jersey, where he had
grown up in a rural two-room
house with concrete walls and an outdoor latrine shared with a trailer-park
next door – in a ghetto of white poverty pathology.
But power-hungry ‘Jackpot Daddy’ would expertly and efficiently enriched himself
in Glimmerglass New York City with twenty percent of John Wiley & Sons
shares, which he grabbed [with a little help from Uncle Sam] from legitimate
John Wiley & Sons Inc. shareholders. These were Daddy P.W.T. [Poor White
Trash] Wiley’s high-times of
cream and dumplings, stealthy expanding his power – while shamelessly breaking
wind.

 

Crime pays fabulously in America!

 

This
mundane reality explains why ‘Daddy Wiley’, before his forced retirement, was beggaring the
career chances of John Wiley & Sons’ key employees with fat
dossiers. “Our employee monitoring system pays instant results up to this
day were we use more sophisticated methods”. John Wiley & Sons has
become a human-rights crushing industrial publishing machine, smearing
opponents and silencing dissenters.

 

With serious educational
deficits, Chairman
Peter Booth Wiley
and his low-IQ siblings are not the cream of educated society. Besides being ‘out of the labor force’, the best low-skill service job Peter Booth Wiley ever
a got on his own was as a ‘less-than-full-time’ taxi driver. The Wiley
siblings’ stupidity is not
staged. Daddy Wiley, for good reasons, had explicitly forbidden his two sons to
work at John Wiley & Sons!

 

Due to intemperance running
amok in his family, Taxi-driver, Inheritor, Chairman, Spy Peter Booth Wiley is used
to being kicked in the shins.

 

One
of his siblings [the “fourth of three siblings”] is a degenerated idiot and was
kicked out from college, because failure for him is not only an option but a
habit.
Do Nothings and Know Nothings Bradford Wiley II is unable to compose a
comprehensible sentence. Befitting for a lunatic member on the very, very sick
board of directors at John Wiley & Sons, Bradford Wiley II writing skills are at the low
end of public-school curriculum; his trembling hand produces scores of
misspellings – unless, for example, he signs with an X.

 

Feebleminded
childless sibling/director Bradford Wiley II was eligible for America’s Eugenic Board involuntary sterilization program,
where genetic engineering was applied between the years 1933 [when Hitler came
to power in Germany;
he abdicated w/ a bullet to the head in 1945] and 1977. America’s ‘Human Betterment League’ of
wealthy businessmen such as ‘Daddy Wiley’ financed the eugenics program and 70
percent of the inhumane sterilizations took place after 1945.

 

Each time one opens a John Wiley &
Sons’ textbook one can hear the old creak of the
eugenics internment camp gates.

 

The
other two fertile Wiley brother/sister academic Wunderkinder [the Chairman
suffers from nocturnal emissions] of rather low mentality [the I.Q. of Deborah
Wiley’s son reverses
discredited I.Q.
hereditarianism]
were left unfairly behind by “rising academic standards” and
graduated only because of the generous donations made by their
“Daddy”. In short, they are all blissfully detached from academic
standards.

 

In
fact, the Wiley siblings are so demented they cannot figure out how in the world
they got to be six hundred million dollars worth. How rich is intellectual
dead-ender Peter Booth Wiley? In the cock-fighting circles of California’s Anderson Valley, where the landed cock-man finds
entertainment,
blood-sport lover Peter Booth Wiley
can afford
to bet money for animal blood, for crying out loud.

 

For
Peter Booth Wiley
dollars mean more than to the meanest whore. He is craving for ever more money
with the eyes of a herring on ice and submits even fake travel-expense bills.
And if he could just dress properly, he would not wear pimp suits and fasten
his French cuffs with safety pins.

 

The intruder Wiley clan is now
entrenched at John
Wiley & Sons’ board of
directors, but John Wiley & Sons’ employees around the world can affect – how to put it – the
quality of stay for the “sixth” Wiley
generation at John Wiley & Sons.

 

If you don’t look closely you might confuse one name with the other, perhaps even
confuse the role-playing Wiley with the other real Wiley. The Wiley
country-bums [Bootleggers for Generations] from a bad place in New Jersey were
namesakes to the New Yorker publishing family Wiley [Knowledge for
Generations].

 

According
to straw-man Chairman Peter Booth Wiley, the reason why the bootlegger Wiley clan
was able to grab & keep control of the publisher John Wiley & Sons lies
in the bootlegger family’s “small gene pool”. Or shall we say the
bootlegger Wiley clan is the unlucky winner in the genetic lottery for an
extremely “small gene pool”?
Certainly there is a moral leprosy built into the DNA of the bootlegger Wiley clan. Although the Chairman never mentioned incest for the “small
gene pool” of his bootlegger
clan, he didn’t rule it out!

 

No greater fools ever came,
and two generations of bootlegger Wiley imbeciles
masquerading as publishing heirs on John Wiley & Sons’ board of directors are enough to leave Wiley Inc. with a big disgusting
credibility gap.

 

Get
lost, you poor Bling-Bling idiots!

 

But
that is not all: “My ancestors were British royals” said the
uncrowned king of role-players and pointed to some drawings of ‘royals’ on the walls of
his San Francisco
home. The
aging paranoid Chairman wants out of his inferior criminal underclass identity.
What he wants is a fake entrée into aristocracy and piggyback on royals. Or did
Chairman Peter Booth Wiley mistake his bootlegger family tree with the restroom
doors in Disneyland royally marked ‘Prince‘ and ‘Princess‘?

 

The
unmasked Wiley country bums originated from old convict stock which England threw into America in the 17th century.

 

There you have it, the truth about the Wiley
inventors of their own genealogy.

 

Chairman-wannabe-royal
Peter Booth Wiley was dragged
up by rude,
unpleasant, psychopathic parents of criminal origins – so let’s just say faux
royals! Peter
Booth Wiley
might be as p.e.r.v.e.r.s.e as some British royals, but this is as far as royal
British relations go. Maybe Peter Booth Wiley, the pinstriped effluence from
an ex-bootlegger family, had a royal s.y.p.h.i.l.i.s? Signaling the depth of his
longings for a blue-blooded ancestry, Chairman Peter Booth Wiley, who smelled
vaguely fishy [although he is using fart spray for deodorant], scratched his
from blue h.e.m.o.r.r.h.o.i.d.s ridden royal rear end with a long sigh of
relief again and again and again!

                                                                      

Anyone can be blue blooded in
un-exceptional America.

 

That’s America’s exceptionalism!

 

Book readers, take the gloves off and punish
the snoop-snoop-snoop perpetrators at John Wiley & Sons.

                     

Throw a monkey-wrench with ballistic ferocity
into their Gutenberg press.

 

Bring me the scalp of C.I.A. contractor John Wiley & Sons!