The Prepper Broadcasting Network - IWCF 035 The Kiss of Death

Episode Date: May 29, 2026

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I was a communist for the FBI. Starring Dana Andrews in an exciting tale of danger and espionage, I was a communist for the FBI. Many of the incidents and the story you're about to hear are based on the actual records and authentic experiences of Massachusetts, who for nine fantastic years lived as a communist for the FBI. Here is our star, Dana Andrews, Maps of Eddick.

I spent nine long years living a lie, a lie called communism. And it was a frightening experience. Many a time, I wanted to rush up to you on the street, mister, and grab hold of your coat and shake you and yell, Can't you see what's going on? Don't you realize what they're trying to do to our country and to you and your wife and kids? I didn't do it because I knew that at that time you wouldn't believe me.

The lie had been told too well. You better believe me now, though, mister. or you may wake up some morning living or dying that same lie. The lie called communism. In a moment, listen to Dana Andrews as Max Thabetic, undercover man. Here is Dana Andrews as Matt Zabetic, undercover man. This story from the confidential file is marked, The Kiss of Death. Constant tension is the lowest price you pay for being a communist.

even a communist for the FBI. Wherever you go, whatever you do, you feel that you're being watched, fight upon, and that the Central Committee is getting a constant stream of reports on what you do, who you see, even what you eat. It's party discipline, self-enforced by fear.

I have a date with an FBI agent, and as I walk to the meeting place, I'm haunted by the sense of being followed. For no tangible reason, my heart beats faster, my blood pressure pounds in my temples. I duck in and out of arcades. checking my back trail. I see no one that I recognize.

Still, I'm out of breath when I round the last corner and find my FBI contact waiting for me in the car. After a last look over my shoulder, I get in the car beside him, and we take off. Think someone was following him, Matt? I always think someone's following me. Nothing new then, huh?

Nothing spectacular, anyway. We had another cell meeting since my last record. Getting more frequent, aren't they? Yeah, but... Nothing's happening. Nothing of any great importance at any rate. At this last meeting, we took in three new members and were notified of another special assessment. There have been a lot of assessments lately, haven't there?

Yeah, and they've all been ordered by the State Central Committee, instead of by national headquarters. State, huh? Any indication of what they're for? Oh, not yet. If they're building up a war chest, they may be going to back some candidate against Senator Stewart. Oh, he's too strong. They wouldn't waste the money. The fact is, they seem to have given up on Senator Stewart.

What? Well, the words come down to lay off the character assassination. Then they have a new idea they think is better. It'd be. Has to be. They never give up on any man in public office who has done them as much damage as Stewart had. You're probably right.

Check into the reason behind these special assessments, Matt. Maybe there is something spectacular cooking. I asked Johnson to let me out. out of the car several blocks from home so that I can get some exercise walking. And as I walk, I think. But no matter how much I think, I can't connect the special assessments

with Senator Stewart. Back in my room, I give up thinking and stretch out on the bed. I'm about to doze off when a knock at the door sent me to my feet. It's Comrade Hobart, my cell leader, with a message that will eventually lead me to the reason for those special assessments.

Sorry to deserve your red, Comrade, Syvedic. Why, I wasn't asleep. There's a meeting at my house tonight. I hope it's more important than the last two or three, Comrade, Hobart. You're not tiring of party activity, Comrade. No. I'm glad to hear that. I'm tiring of party inactivity.

I should have known. There are plans in the making Comrade Sevedic, which should satisfy even your craving for action. What are they, commoner? I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to the Volusitan, even to you, until they're complete. However, I can almost promise that they will be complete before tonight's meeting. You're sure to be there. I'm at the meeting, all right, long before anyone else arrives, except Comrade Hobart, and it's his house.

I don't learn anything about plans, though. It's strictly a routine meeting, as far as I can see. a couple of comrades report on their activities in various front organizations but I hear nothing that sounds like new activity and I don't until the meeting is adjourned and the members are leaving I'd like to have you wait until after the others left Comrade Savatic Okay, it'll be a couple of minutes before they're gone Why don't you wait for me in the kitchen?

Anything you say? Comrade Corbin Did you know that the others were leaving? Well, I hope they were I was asked to wait too, Commererette Savetek Any ideas to what it's all about? More than you. Maybe not as much.

I couldn't even get it. And wouldn't if you could. Charlie, others are gone, comrades. We can be on our way now. On our way? Where are we going, Conrad Hobart? We're driving to the state capital for a conference of the state central committee.

Right now? Immediately, comrades of edict. I received a phone call just before you arrived this evening, advising me that the plans I mentioned to you are complete. Can you tell us what they are, Cameron? Sorry, Comrade Corvin. I don't know the details. I know only that they involve Senator Stewart

And that once they're set in motion No one, not even Comrade Savettic, will have cause to complain about lack of activity. All I can think of As we get into Comrade Hobart's car And drive to the state capital Is that Johnson, my FBI contact of that afternoon, was right. I want to call him and congratulate him,

but there's no chance. Not even when we get to the Capitol. Nordstrom, the chairman of the State Central Committee, has waited up for us. He gives us the word and sends us back home that night. I still can't see why Nordstrom wouldn't let us say overnight. There's less chance of our being spotted by the FBI at this time, Carmen Corbyn. But if the plan is to be...

Comrade Svetic is right, Comrade. The essence of the committee's plan is timing. A premature exposure would ruin everything. Do you like the idea, Conant Svetic? I think it can be very effective, Comrade Hobart. Very effective. However, as you just said, a premature exposure would defeat... us completely. Completely, comrades. That is why the committee took the precaution of having us

drive to the capital at night and gave the details of the plan only to us three. No one else will know? No one. But we're to use other party members. We will tell them what to do, not why they do it. In that case, if details of the plans that leak out, one of us must be guilty. Obviously, Comrade, Savetti. Well, why decide, comrade? Relief, I guess, Cameron. No, that we needn't worry about betrayal. It would be extremely unpleasant for anyone who betrayed this plan, comrades. It is the perfect formula for giving Senator Stewart,

the kiss of death. If the Central Committee's plan works, it is the perfect scheme for eliminating Senator Stewart from public life. In fact, if it is not exposed prematurely, it can be used against any political enemy of the Communist Party. And only three of us, Comrade Hobart,

Comrade Corbin, and I. Know the details. As soon as we get back to our city, I call the FBI and report. But Johnson can give me no help at the moment. This is big, Matt. I know that. Too big for any snap judgments. You'll have to play it by year until we have a chance to try and formulate a counter-s scheme

that can be used without exposing you. Any suggestions? Not except to redouble your usual caution. I'll get back to you as soon as possible. When Johnson hangs up, I feel more lonesome. than ever. I hang around my room hoping he'll contact me before I have to go to Comrade Hobart's house for another meeting.

But he doesn't. And the tension begins to build again. Only three of us know the plan. Not many to share the suspicion that the plan is upset. I wonder if anyone saw me go into that phone booth or come out or overheard me talking to the FBI.

By the time I get to the meeting that night, I'm jumping at shadows. And the meeting is in progress. And now, comrades, we come to the real purpose of this meeting. Consideration of Senator John Stewart. In our efforts to eliminate this vicious enemy of the world's

democratic and peace-loving people, we have suffered a serious defeat. Spurred by pandering editors of the captive, capitalistic press, the stupid bourgeoisie have closed their eyes and ears to any criticism of Senator Stewart.

Now he is running for renomination, facing his campaign almost entirely on his reactionary opposition to communism. At the moment, it appears to be impossible to deceit Senator Stewart in the usual way. Therefore, our brilliant leaders have evolved the plan which will permit us to use, Senator Stewart. To this end, our cell has been ordered by the State Central Committee to join forces with our enemy. Comrades! Comrade! Comrade, Comrade! Please join me here.

I want you to tell the comrades what is you expected to. Right. If you'll quiet down, I'll give you your orders. In the first place, we're not joining forces with Senator Stewart for the purpose of putting him in office. But Senator Stewart belongs to one of the major political parties. I don't see how we can possibly hope to capture an organization of that side. It isn't necessary for you to see.

see, comrades. In fact, my advice is, don't try. Better brains than yours are mine have worked out the details of this plan, and if each of us follows his orders unquestioningly, we cannot fail. I accept the review, comrades of Vedic. What are our orders? Well, that's better. The first thing each of you will do is to register as members of the Senators' political party. If you're registered in another party, change your registration. tomorrow. Your next move is to join the ward club of the Senators' party in your award

and work hard for the re-nomination of Senator Stewart. This will defeat Soviet Soviet. If you follow instructions and work hard enough, comrade, we'll not only defeat Senator Stewart, we will have proved a weapon we can use successfully against any reactionary who opposes communism.

Back to Dana Andrews, starring as Matt Sebrick. I was a communist for the FBI and the second act of our story. The strongest point of a dictatorship is that it gets things done. Of course, rights are obliterated, property is confiscated, citizens are imprisoned and executed without trial, but things get done. The dictatorship exerted over members of the Communist Party, even here in America, there's no exception to that rule. Two days after they received their orders,

every member of our cell had registered as a voter in Senator Stewart's party. And meeting with Comrade Corvin and myself, the Leader Hobart reports that the State Central Committee is pleased. The committee is satisfied with the manner in which we have executed the preliminary step of the plan, comrades.

I now have orders for the next step. The committee has furnished you with details, comrades? They gave us an overall plan, comrades of edict. The details have been left to the three of us. First, there's a matter of timing. The committee wants the exposure to

made on the day before the election. That will allow every voter to hear that Senator Stewart has been actively supported by party members. And there won't be time for them to hear his denial. That's right. Now one never pays attention to denials anyway. People are much more interested in scandal. Some

newspapers discovered that a long time ago. The next point is, perhaps even more important than the matter of timing. The method of exposure. I've been wondering how we were going to handle that without tipping the whole scheme. The committee has her scheme. Brilliant in its simplicity if we can work it out. That's your if for the committee's, Comrade Hobart.

Mine, Comrade Corvin. The committee permits no ifs. What's the plan? One of us is to establish contact with some important member of the group in Senator Stewart's own party, opposed to his renomination. After gaining this person's confidence, we'll furnish him with documentary proof of Senator Stewart's communist support and permit him to make the issue. exposure. Just how are we to establish this contact, Samarov. That, Comrade Havitt is a detail that the

committee has left to us. I want the assignment of making this contact because this is the key to the whole plan. But Comrade Corvin volunteers before I do. I try to draw him out on how he intends to make his contact and with whom, but he's too caging. And since there's nothing more to discuss, the meeting breaks up. And on my way home, I phone the FBI. Johnson speaking. I'm calling from a phone booth, Johnson. The news is bad. Go on.

The documentary proof of Stewart's red backing will be made public through a member of the senator's own party. Uh-oh, that'll take time to refute. That's the plan. Who's the member of the senator's party who'll make the charges? I don't know. Comrade Corvin, the unfriendly witness, is going to make the contact.

Oh, that helps. It shouldn't be hard to prove what he's up to. Yeah, once we know he's contact. I don't have an agent. available tonight, but I'll put a tail on Corvin first thing in the morning. No, that should do it. In the meantime, if there's even the slightest change in the situation,

phone. Johnson doesn't wait for me to phone him, though. The next day, as I leave my place, the car pulls up alongside me, and Johnson says... Get in, Matt, quick. And some picking up so close to home, Matt, but this is urgent. What happened? We can't find Corvin. What? I sent an agent over his place early this morning.

When Corvin didn't show by noon, the agent phoneed his rooming us and learned that he checked out late last night. He must have been suspicious of my questioning. Something happened. Under the circumstances, Matt, I hate to ask this, because you may be sticking your head right into the lion's mouth. But we have to know where Corvin is so that we can trail him to his contact. Yeah.

I'll see what I can find out, Johnson. Good. Has the Bureau figured out its counter scheme yet? Not yet, Matt. It's a tough problem, but I understand they're going to decide one way or the other sometime today. I'll probably be able to give you the word when you report on Corvin. When you report on Corvin, what he meant was, if you report on Corvin,

then unconsciously I start thinking of ways to avoid seeing Commer at Hobart. But when you're a communist for the FBI, there's no turning back. Though I go to Hobart's house, he doesn't act suspicious, so I leave the conversation around to Corvon. He's a valuable man, Commerant, of Edick. No question about that. And full of surprises. Apparently he has an acquaintance in Senator Stewart's party opposition who just fits our plan. Has he said so?

Not in so many words. However, he called me this morning to report that he had his contract, and it moved. Where'd he moved to? When I asked him, he said he'd tell me after he completed his mission. Right now, he's developing his contact and avoiding all party members. Who is his contact? Obviously, someone of importance, but just who is Comrade Corvin's secret. He didn't tell me, and frankly, I don't.

want to know. Why not? Well, I wouldn't care to share the responsibility, Comrade Tavetti. You and I will keep our necks. Let Comrade Corvin keep his secret. Let Comrade Corvin keep his secret. That's the one thing I can't do. Later that night, I meet Johnston, my FBI contacts, and while we're driving around the outskirts of town, report my lack of progress concerning Corvin. Have you anything else to report? The money for you. The money from all those special assessments made by the State Central Committee has come back to the cell with interest. It's being contributed to Stewart's campaign fund.

I don't miss a bet, do they? There are no amateurs at the bench. Has the Bureau worked out their counter scheme yet? Yeah. I don't like it, and neither will you. What is it? Well, it looks as though you're stuck, then. Go on.

It's a matter of political values. If this scheme isn't exposed before the reds, Except a national lose a valuable man from public life. And I'm an expendable. I guess the military would call it that. Naturally, we'll give you all the protection possible, man. When are you going to break the story? Late Sunday from Monday morning's papers.

That way we'll beat the commies by about eight hours on air release. Sunday, this is Thursday night. It gives me Friday and Saturday. Oh, what are you figuring out? Corvin. If I can find out who his contact is, the guy he's going to break the story to, I can break this story myself.

Oh. My phone. I'll call the man and tell him that I'm Corvin and give him the expose with all the details. Yeah. There's only one thing wrong with the idea, Matt. What's that? You don't even know where Corvin is,

much less the name of his contact. Johnson's right. I don't know where Corvin is, and I don't dare ask Cobart again. The tough part of it is I can understand the FBI's position particularly after talking with Comrade Hobart next morning.

Everything is complete now, Comrade Savetic. Our workers are publicly identified with Senator Stewart. We have receipts for more than $2,000 contributed to his campaign fund. And Comrade Corvin reports that his contact in the opposition camp is beginning to take the bait.

Well, I hope Corvin plays his handride. If he puts out too much bait, his fish may bite before we are ready. I had that in mind when I told you that I wanted to know nothing about Comrade Corvin's operation. If anything goes wrong, he'll take the discipline. If anything goes wrong, Corvin will take the discipline, but only if it goes wrong before Sunday. On Sunday, it'll be my neck. I leave Comrade Hobart to make my check on our party members working for Senator Stewart, and as I check,

I can fully understand why the FBI has to break the story immediately. The workers themselves, however, don't realize how big a job they've done. Well, I still don't see how this can hurt so it, Comrade Sivetic. Now, how can this do them anything but good? You'll be told at the proper time, comrade. Sure, that's what Comrade Corvin tells me. Every day I ask him, what goes? Every day like you, he tells me nothing.

You see Comrade Corvin every day? Like a calendar. He calls on a fellow who lifts two doors for me. Bring him into the party, I guess, like he did me. Sure. You live on Oak Street. don't you? Oak Street.

Cedar, 400 blocks south. As quickly as I can, without arousing suspicion, I get away from the talk of Comet and go to the 400 block south on Cedar. For five hours, I wait and see nothing. Then, in the middle of the afternoon, I finally spot Comrade Corvin going into a house with another man. They're far down the block, though,

and I have to get closer to see the street number. I keep my eye on the house as I wait. walk, so I don't notice anything around me until a heavy hand falls on my shoulder and a voice says... What's your name? What are you doing here? Now, look, officer. Whatever you have to say, you can tell to the death sergeant.

But what am I supposed to have done? The neighbors complained about suspicious characters loitering around the neighborhood. The other one seems to have got away, but I'm taking you down to the station. I try to break away and make a dash to where I can get the street number of the house Corvin enters, but the policeman is too fast for me. Thinking of the way, I've had my only chance to save myself from the red snatched out of my grass. I'd blow my top, and I try to fight my way free. But it's no use.

The cop's a big man, and he knows what to do with it be. The next thing I really know is that I'm locked in a cell, sore and bruised. Finally, hours later, the cop comes back. You cooled off any, mister? Yeah. I'm sorry I blew up. Can I use a phone? I call your lawyer, right?

No, just a friend. Okay. Stand back while I open the door. Come on out. Walk ahead of me. That way. I got over here as quickly as I could, Matt. I wasn't quick enough, Johnson.

I kind of got roughed up. I had it coming to me, but I forgot in the house I was looking for. I haven't, Matt. Huh? After our talk last night, I was afraid you might take some pretty desperate chances, so I tailed you today. Oh, that cop said there was someone else hanging around who got away. Me. I saw him coming. Anyway, Matt, I got the address and the name of Corvin's contact.

I had a talk with the bureau chief, Matt, and he wants you to make the call on prematurely spill the story of the Reds and Senator Stewart. That's great, Johnson, except for one little detail. Oh, what's that? First, you'll have to get me out of jail. The party gave Comrade Corvin full credit for the premature exposure of the plot against Senator Stewart. I don't know for certain what happened to him. I only know that he disappeared. And that if I hadn't been lucky, it would have been Matt Cibetty who disappeared.

A communist for the FBI is a man on a tightrope. Man on a tightrope, you walk alone. Dana Andrews will return in just a moment. This is Dana Andrews. The technique of communism is the technique of conquerors and would-be conquerors since the dawn of history. It's the old technique of divide and rule. Don't let it happen here.

Although to protect innocent persons, the names, dates, and places in this story are fictitious, the danger they warn you against is very real. Next week we'll bring you another strange adventure based on the fantastic experiences of Matt Svetich. Join us then, won't you?