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No Kidding There I Was…Sources and Methods: the Langley Experience

by SOFREP · October 20, 2012 · Posted In: No Kidding There I Was
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No shit, there I was…sitting in some lounge area of the infamous 7th floor of CIA Headquarters in Langley, Virginia.  I was in the military but had no identification and was in a rather bland suit borrowed from my uncle back home.

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I had made a special trip out to Washington DC while on leave just for this meeting.  Aides, CIA employees, and high-ranking military officers were hustling quickly back and forth in front of my sofa perch, as I attempted to blend in, not be noticed, and act like I knew what I was doing.  This is the CIA, it’s only natural, right?

An aide walked up to me and apologetically explained, “the director has been delayed a few minutes up on the hill.  He’s on his way though and will be here shortly, so sorry to keep you waiting!” I expressed that it really wasn’t a big deal and that I didn’t mind waiting, before easing back into my unsuccessful attempts to read some Economist article while secretly more interested in soaking in the hustle and bustle of the 7th floor.

An Air Force three-star ran by my sofa a few times as I waited, darting a few glances in my direction as I smiled at him and attempted to make small talk as he crossed the waiting area.  The general was desperate for a meeting with the Director, but his secretary wasn’t having any of it.  Apparently he would have to take a number, the secretary expressed apologetically*, just like everyone else.

Note to self: no thanks for that promotion.

About ten minutes had passed before the Director finally stepped out of the elevator, surrounded in all his glory by an entourage of at least twelve aides, meeting appointments, and others itching to get a few seconds of the man’s busy schedule.   His chief executive assistant promptly greeted him as he stepped onto the floor, glancing briefly at me as she informed him of my presence.  He nodded briskly at me, said a few parting words to a few aides, and headed quickly to his office.  His assistant motioned for me to follow as I set the magazine down and bounded into the Director’s office, casting a shrugged shoulder and grin towards the dejected Air Force three-star who was left at the door as it closed behind us.

The Director warmly welcomed me into his office suite and ushered me to another sofa that set apart from his desk by a small coffee table.  Sitting back in the sofa and exhaling deeply, he put his feet up on the table and explained why he was delayed up on Capitol Hill.  I explained it really wasn’t a big deal, and that I was fascinated by the 7th floor, anyway.  I was half-considering inquiring about the Air Force three-star waiting patiently outside but decided against it.  I’m sure he’ll get his time with the director.

When the one-on-one meeting with the Director concluded about ten minutes later**, the Director walked me to the door, smiled, and confided under his breath that he was less-than-excited about getting back to finishing his work day, as much as he loved it (God bless him).  I thanked him for his time, and headed out the door.  It was early July, and the world was still reeling from the death of Osama bin-Laden, and the CIA had its hands full, no doubt.

As I stepped out of the office, the Director’s assistant intercepted me and began escorting me out of the lobby and back down to the real world below.  She introduced herself and led me to the elevator the Director had just stepped off not 20 minutes prior, but not before I shook the Air Force general’s hand and sheepishly expressed to him that I had full confidence in his ability to secure a meeting with the Director sometime that day.  He looked at me incredulously as I moved onto the elevator with the assistant, no doubt critiquing my wardrobe selection and wondering how a military man like me (and of nowhere near the general’s importance) was able to secure a meeting so easily when he was not.

While walking across the infamous foyer of the Old CIA Headquarters building, thanking my escort for her advice and time, and opening the door to the outside, I forced myself to a slow walk and breathed in the fresh Virginia air for a few cycles.  What just happened? I asked myself.  And I was right to ask, for my meeting with the Director was no routine one. What about that three-star?  What did you say to him? What was his name?  I hope he doesn’t remember me; well, you didn’t exactly introduce yourself. Thoughts and questions were racing through my head.

While this is no war story, it was an event that equates to an amazing and unforgettable (and hopefully repeatable) experience in my life thus far: the time I met the Director of the Central Intelligence Agency.  I was only twenty-one years old at the time, and I reminded myself that I had a career ahead of me and couldn’t wait to get started.  It’s not often that I share such stories, but I do so in the hopes of inspiring the readers to truly believe that anything they pursue with passion and zeal in life is possible.  Try hard enough and focus your efforts properly and you might shake hands with a general, beat him to a meeting, and leave the office with no one being the wiser as to who you are or how you did it.

*The secretary did not tell a three-star to “take a number”.  This was an embellishment on the author’s part for the sake of story-telling.

**The details of our meeting were excluded due to obvious OPSEC reasons.

 

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JHR
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 @Surf375 Heh Surf, I'll add a small tidbit to your hiring take. I had a retired USAF colonel apply for the CIA way back when. He was well educated, well traveled, bright, etc.....he lamented to me one night over one too many martinis why he was not hired. I said "You are just not their type".

 

 The truth is, the guy couldn't keep his ^&*(  in his pants. I mean, he was a player to the nth degree. That does not bode well with this work. Different gal 6 nights a week and he wonders "Why" ? Focus Dude, I told him FOCUS.

 

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theAtrium (banned)
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(cont'd...)

 

Amore egregious case is that of an adventurous and quite brilliant young woman. She had worked for a refugee-relief project in the most lawless region of South Asia before finding her way into an even more dangerous part of the world--one of great importance for U.S. foreign policy. She became so interested in the area's ongoing struggle and the local culture that she decided to study it systematically, exiting from her marriage to return there. She made a great number of friends, from village women to guerrilla leaders, multiplying the number of "foreign contacts" she faithfully reported on the security form required of all CIA applicants. That in the process she had learned what makes the locals tick--as well as a language known to few, if any, CIA officials--was of no account: Her chances of being hired would have been much better if she had remained celibate in Salt Lake City.

 

The nondrinking, nonsmoking, noncarousing, and mostly monolingual CIA officials of today do not have the vices of either their more adventurous contemporaries or their flamboyant Ivy League predecessors, but it is really unfair to expect them to cope with all those foreigners out there.

 

theAtrium (banned)
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 @14Charlie  @JHR  

 

Here's an old article written by Ed Luttwak. The people he is writing about are now in upper management.

 

The CIA Is Déclassé

By Edward N. Luttwak | Posted Sunday, March 30, 1997, at 3:30 AM ET | Slate.com

 

Snobs made better spies.

 

CIA officials used to have all sorts of irritating habits. If offered a perfectly good Châteauneuf-du-Pape at a Georgetown dinner party, they would praise it--by stressing their dissent from the "universal opinion" that unblended reds are better. If told of an especially good trattoria in Rome, they might express much gratitude for the information--and deplore their own laziness in always going to the same old Sabatini they had first encountered while vacationing in Italy with their parents. Even more irritating was the propensity of first-generation CIA officials for interjecting into any remotely relevant conversation memories of Groton, Yale, or skiing holidays in St. Moritz.

 

There is none of that sort of thing anymore. Today's CIA people are not wine snobs--in fact, many of them prefer beer, while others refrain from even coffee, as befits good Mormons. Nor are they partial to foreign foods in funky trattorias--cheeseburgers are more their style. Instead of being Ivy League showoffs, they are quietly proud of their state colleges, however obscure these might be.

 

Unfortunately, much good has also been lost along the way, including that easy familiarity that comes from an early acquaintance with foreign ways. It is one thing to read up on, say, current French policy for the airliner industry, and to start from scratch. It is quite another if the new information is layered over personal experiences with things French going back to teen-age visits, junior-year-abroad touring, or even years of residence with expatriate parents.

 

This deficiency might be what Tony Lake had in mind when, in the course of his abortive confirmation hearings, he remarked that the CIA's "pool of talent, particularly in languages and cultural knowledge, is getting very thin." The Clinton administration had little difficulty in replacing Lake as its candidate to head the CIA. The CIA is much less likely to overcome its personnel problem, which affects its quality as an intelligence organization far more than the choice of the next director ever could.

 

When it comes to the operational side of the CIA's work--mostly the recruitment of agents in place--it is certainly more difficult to strike just the right tone with a foreign diplomat or functionary without a broader background than can be gained in Salt Lake City or Dayton. Of course, most of the people whom CIA officials must strive to understand--or recruit--are not suave Europeans but rather Middle Eastern thugs, Russian weapons traffickers, Chinese bureaucrats, Latin American officers, and the like. But even with these folks, the challenge is to interpret and manipulate motivations, urges, obsessions, and priorities that drastically diverge from those prevalent among the middle classes of middle America, the source of most CIA recruits today.

 

To be sure, there is plenty of talent all over the United States and in every level of society. Yet, a narrow provincialism seems to be the hallmark of younger CIA officials. One reason is simply that applicants are much more likely to be approved by the CIA's security investigators if they have lived in one place all their lives, with no prior foreign travel or foreign contacts (each of which must be reported in detail, no matter how routine the travel or how casual the contact). Moreover, there seems to be a distinct preference for applicants who resemble the security investigators themselves--exceptionally sober people who have never danced in a London disco, never had a Japanese girlfriend or a Brazilian boyfriend, and never tried smoking pot while in college.

 

In other words, the CIA is now screening out exactly the sort of people it used to actively recruit: venturesome young Americans with as much foreign experience as possible.

 

Because espionage is such a small part of the business of intelligence--as compared with the purely intellectual work of analysis--none of the above would matter very much if the CIA could still attract the smartest graduates from the best universities. But those days are long past. The Ivy League graduates who used to fill its ranks now mostly want to become investment bankers: It is there that the adventure lies--as well as the money, of course. Nothing can be done about that. But the CIA could do much better if it pursued diversity in its recruiting, not the by-the-numbers diversity of so many women or Hispanics or African-Americans but, rather, a diversity of experience.

 

Plenty of young Americans have lived abroad from childhood with their corporate-executive parents, and many others have done so as post-college volunteers for Third World relief and developmental outfits. Many thousands of young Americans currently live in Moscow, Prague, and other Eastern European capitals, enjoying the excitements of their post-Communist transition, excitements that include the abundance of attractive sexual partners eager to connect with Westerners. At present, most such applicants are rejected if they seek to join the CIA, as are nontypical applicants in general--security investigators find that their background is just too complicated.

 

One reject was asked earnestly why on earth he had gone to live in Prague after graduation, surviving on odd jobs instead of starting a career back home. When he jokingly responded with "girls," the investigators did not conceal their shocked disapproval. When he dropped the ill-received jocularity to say that he had wanted, having grown up in the Midwest, to live awhile in one of the world's most beautiful cities, they were openly disbelieving--they had never been to Prague of course, and apparently, they did not know of its architectural splendors, either. (cont'd)

 

14Charlie
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 @JHR  @Surf375 Maybe it's just me and my skewed personal beliefs, but I'd agree completely about the colonel not being cut out for the work.  When personal stuff like that crosses over into the mission you're trying to accomplish, it's time to pop smoke and get him out.  Sure, have fun and live life along the way (personal beliefs aside), but still adhere to some sense of serving the greater good and a bigger purpose.  Just my .02

JHR
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 @Surf375 The guy had no discretion with whom he slept with on any given day or night. That makes for bad business. Especially when the opposite sex works for the other side. He just was not cut out for the work. Player is one thing, but in the field. Really? Unless its part of that gig. He'd forgetabout the assignment and bang some chick instead. No Focus. Thus, No Hire.

 

14Charlie
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 @Surf375 Dude this was epic.  Should definitely be up in the published section.  Love the humor but also the awesome insight and advice.  I don't do book reviews, but....5/5.  Regarding the stars have you read "The Book of Honor"?  Reading it now.

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JHR
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 @Surf375  @14Charlie Don't forget star on a wall. No Body to speak of.

 

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14Charlie
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 @Surf375 Man, that part got my blood boiling.  It's understandable how few details can be released about the work and deaths of those officers for OPSEC, cover, etc, but it's frustrating when guys like Redmond "fell through the cracks" between State and the Agency during its bureaucratic transition back in DC.  True American.

hjw1dr
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Always keep in mind disinformation is a way of life when dealing with the CIA. I believe the story as a whole, just not all the details. :) 

14Charlie
14Charlie 5pts

@hjw1dr What details? ;)

hjw1dr
hjw1dr 5pts

 @14Charlie  @hjw1dr Anything that could identify anyone specifically. Age, time, physical descriptions of persons.   :)  

SEAN SPOONTS
SEAN SPOONTS 5pts

The Author was writing an article for Stars and Stripes and interviewed the director.  He's a 46 Quebec.

14Charlie
14Charlie 5pts

 @SEAN SPOONTS No, Sir no interview...this was a personal meeting and not related to business.  Just adds to the shroud of the "unknown" here.  Gotta keep people guessing :)

JwWarehime
JwWarehime 5pts

@LauraWalkerKC mass shooting at mall 10 miles west from temple shooting. 7 people shot. Gunman still on the loose.

LauraWalkerKC
LauraWalkerKC 5pts

@JwWarehime Thought you meant Temple, TX. It's in Wisconsin.

JwWarehime
JwWarehime 5pts

@LauraWalkerKC sorry. Sikh temple I ment. I'm 1/2 mile from the scene as I type.

JwWarehime
JwWarehime 5pts

@LauraWalkerKC press conference coming soon from police.

JwWarehime
JwWarehime 5pts

@LauraWalkerKC I got local news on now something pops off I'll let you know.

JwWarehime
JwWarehime 5pts

@LauraWalkerKC I think I need to move.

JwWarehime
JwWarehime 5pts

@LauraWalkerKC this shit is nuts again. I was riding my motorcycle pass sikh temple when that shooting happened.

LauraWalkerKC
LauraWalkerKC 5pts

@JwWarehime LOL it's okay - I was up really late last night and am still in the coffee fogs at 1:30 pm =P

LauraWalkerKC
LauraWalkerKC 5pts

@JwWarehime Hostage Neg. team is on site. No confirm that the shooter is still there, but it suggests he is.

JwWarehime
JwWarehime 5pts

@LauraWalkerKC sorry for scaring you!

JwWarehime
JwWarehime 5pts

@LauraWalkerKC yes. I'm stuck at a friends house. Cops have the roads closed.

LauraWalkerKC
LauraWalkerKC 5pts

@JwWarehime I was just at the mall in Temple, Tx. That's was a weird feeling for a moment =0

LauraWalkerKC
LauraWalkerKC 5pts

@JwWarehime Oh - of course. Shooter still at large.

Grigori
Grigori 5pts

Brandon,

 

Sir I am still confused. In the article it is mentioned that said person was 21 years old and OBLs death is mentioned,you definitely wouldn't have been 21 in 2011.It is also mentioned in the end "Brandon was never there". Have you written someone else's story with the person concerned not wanting to reveal his identity?

shagstar
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 @Grigori

 how old were you when you were born???????  stay confused son,,,it's better for the gene pool!

Grigori
Grigori 5pts

 @shagstar Still confused.

JackMurphyRGR
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 @Canopylight  @Grigori  @50run50gun Yup, met them in 2005.  They had some interesting things to say but I will have to with hold the details.

Canopylight
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 @Grigori  @50run50gun I've met him and the CSM, I got a coin from the CSM. Not really anything exciting, just Army dudes.

Grigori
Grigori 5pts

 @50run50gun Sure and  then you can submit your story about meeting the CO of Delta Force, we'd all like to read about it.

50run50gun
50run50gun 5pts

 @Grigori  Yea, I think it would have been submitted through the comms check link at the top of the page (could be wrong).  If you have any stories you'd like to share about the time you met the president in the oval office please do so!

 

50run50gun
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 @Grigori

 This story isn't about Brandon.  Someone submitted it anonymously.

Grigori
Grigori 5pts

 @50run50gun Thank You.

50run50gun
50run50gun 5pts

Very cool story.  Thanks for sharing.

unclesam319
unclesam319 5pts

Honestly this wasn't much of an 'article'; no real content here aside from a self-congratulatory note about getting an interview with an important guy.

shagstar
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 @unclesam319 

considering the fact,that,no accolades were warranted and,or,asked for,,how bout you step back and take a breath for a moment,,check out the site further before you pass judgement? you would be amazed at the caliber of people on here.  actually,,we are kinda nice given the current events unfolding.

50run50gun
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 @shagstar  @unclesam319

 I can't agree more with you shagstar on the high caliber of people here, and I'm not talking about myself.

shagstar
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 @50run50gun

 thanx 50 but,,by the grace of God,,my birthdate precluded me from being involved in any combat.  the closest i came too war was with the Vietnam vets who i had the honor of rehabing  at 5th gen hosp in Baad Connstadt,,2nd gen hosp in Landstuhl,Germany. i then went to Tripler Army hosp in Hawaii and finished out my tour of duty,,,i became a carpenter after that so i could beat the shit outta nails

in order to release my anger/disgust at what i saw first hand of the results from decisions that asshole politicians created!  i love these guy's in uniform/and those that wore them with Valor.  sorry bout that,,i was ranting

50run50gun
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 @shagstar

 Yea, it's amazing the amount of information that comes from the comments.  Everyday I'm thankful they don't ban non vets like myself from reading and participating in the site.  Hell, I like to throw my two cents in here and there because its fun to get in the mix, but ultimately I know that the main reason I'm here is to read and learn.  And you have military experience too, so your insights are valuable as well...   

shagstar
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 @50run50gun

neither am i 50,,,,,i have been outta the loop for so long, i wouldn't even dare attempt too question their experiences, unless i was prodded to by my own experiences and common sense,,aside from that,,i just beleaguer them with my dry humor and quest for knowledge that i glean from this site on a daily basis!

that's what i like about this place,,you are either a go,,or, a no go, dependent upon you're attitude.

50run50gun
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 @unclesam319

 I don't think it was "self-congratulatory."  I think he was making the point that any lowly 21 yr. old grunt can find himself in interesting places if he keeps his head up and his eyes open. 

ajgamble
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Great article brother, I can sympathize about having to borrow suits for important meetings. Nothing is more uncomfortable than a borrowed suit in a high-stress situation.

14Charlie
14Charlie 5pts

 @ajgamble Amen, and on the flip side...nothing like a well-tailored one to really make you feel at home.  At least there's plenty of time to get a suit tailored for the next meeting... 

majrod
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Cool story.  I thought he was going to find when he got outside that his fly was open the whole time.  :)

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14Charlie
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 @notdrakebell  @majrod He was in his AF blues, so that could be entirely possible...

Love_n_Respect
Love_n_Respect 5pts

My favorite line:__"before easing back into my unsuccessful attempts to read some Economist article"

JHR
JHR 5pts

If you have something to say that is valid, can be proved, has been looked over by another high ranking source, Go To Langley. Great Article, Thank You.

shagstar
shagstar 5pts

oh yeah??  well, i remember when Forrest Gump mooned Prez. Johnson!!  lol

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