Honey Pots

Did They Ever Go Out of Style?

Honey Pots

Honey Pots

Did They Ever Go Out of Style?

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Spies have always known that the easiest way to steal a man’s secrets is through his zipper. From Mata Hari in World War I, to Betty Pack charming her way into Nazi codebooks, to Bernard Boursicot getting strung along for two decades by Shi Pei Pu, the honey pot has never gone out of style because it works, every time.

You don’t need wiretaps or satellites when you can just get someone to fall in love and spill state secrets over breakfast in bed.

Let’s play a little “what if.”

What if the same playbook is still alive and well today, and only the times and situations have changed?

What if Kash Patel’s sudden switch from demanding the Epstein files be released in their entirety to looking like a deer-in-the-headlights had something to do with cozying up to an 18-year-younger girlfriend with ties to PragerU, which just so happens to be run by an ex-IDF intelligence officer, you know the country who was running Epstein…Perhaps it wasn’t just romance, but recruitment, or coercion.

What if Erika Kirk, Trump’s one-time pageant girl turned overnight millionaire “minister” with mysterious overseas child-trafficking accusations floating around the very regions she worked in (Romanian Angels), just happened to land in Charlie Kirk’s lap right after Trump took him under his wing? Then he gets shot right after he had begun questioning the Israeli narrative, and his wife gets millions richer and becomes the head of a company that tells women they should be in the kitchen rather than in charge…

None of this is proof of anything, of course. But if Mossad wanted to carry out a classic honey pot it would look exactly like this.

History teaches us this isn’t paranoia. Governments have done this numerous times before. They brag about it in their memoirs decades later.

We’re supposed to believe that in a world where Trump was literally surrounded by pageant girls, Epstein was running a blackmail operation for decades, and every intelligence agency on earth has perfected the art of seduction-as-leverage, that suddenly no one’s running honey pots anymore?

If anything, perhaps they’ve gotten better at making them look like “true love” stories for social media.

The classic honey pots were crude but effective for their purposes, a courtesan, a bed, a pillow talk confession, a payoff.

The modern ones are something darker, going for the long-game.

Now, rather than just extracting secrets, they aim to manufacture loyalty.

It’s about embedding someone so deeply into a carefully curated “relationship” or “spiritual mission” that their political instincts are rewired. One day they’re a fiery outsider calling out corruption, then suddenly they’re parroting empire-approved talking points while looking like they’ve seen a ghost.

This is what makes the modern honey pot so effective: it’s not framed as blackmail, it’s framed as “partnership,” “calling,” “mentorship,” or “love.” By the time the mark realizes what’s happened, they’re compromised, not necessarily by a hidden camera but by their own new lifestyle, new network, new benefactors, new image, or possibly they have had their life and the lives of their loved ones threatened.

You can bet the same forces who’ve always used these tactics haven’t stopped; they’ve just refined the process.

Empire doesn’t need you to hand over a secret document anymore, it needs you to stop being a threat. To help it maintain its approved narrative.

It needs you to corral your followers into safe channels, redirect your rage, and keep the circus going. Having people on the right and left both calling for the release of information that would destroy the approved narrative, and undo decades of work that was done to compromise the government with the largest military on Earth is absolutely unacceptable.

Perhaps giving them a villain to keep them divided would be worth sacrificing a mouthpiece that had recently gone off script?

Honey pots today are about neutralizing insurgency.

In a country where Epstein’s rolodex is still being kept out of the public eye, pretending this isn’t happening takes more suspension of disbelief than any conspiracy theory ever could.