Many people might find the very strange idea of shapeshifting being connected to the worlds of secret-agents, bizarre and top secret experiments, and the manipulation of the human mind, to be way too extreme to accept. But, they would be wrong. In fact, they would be very wrong. Sometimes, the truth really is much stranger than the wildest fiction – and in ways that are scarcely imaginable. The story in question - that I am now about to unleash on you - dates back to nothing less than a hot summer’s day in the early parts of the 1950s and a little French town called by the name as Pont-Saint-Esprit, which is located in the southern part of the country. The town is a tranquil, pleasant one, filled with a great deal of history that dates back to the 1700s. Today, however, it is a decidedly infamous locale – chiefly as a result of a weird series of events that began on August 15, 1951. That was the date upon which all hell broke loose around Pont-Saint-Esprit, and numerous townsfolk took on the guises of marauding animals – in their minds, at least. The official story is that the people of the town were the victims of a certain fungus called ergot, which can affect rye. It does far more to the person who eats the infected rye: it provokes graphic and terrifying hallucinations, as werewolf / shapeshifter authority Linda Godfrey makes clear. She says, in her 2006 book, Hunting the American Werewolf, that “ergot is now widely regarded as a possible cause of the bestial madness. According to this theory, it was not demonic influence but the ingestion of Claviceps purpurea (which contains a compound similar to LSD), which led to the demented behavior and thus, executions, of many alleged witches, werewolves, and vampires.”
The day began as a normal one for the people of this laidback, picturesque old town. By sundown, however, it was like a scene out of The Walking Dead: what seemed to amount to raging infection was everywhere, and those who were free of that same, perceived infection cowered behind locked doors, fearful of becoming the next victims of whatever it was that had cursed the people of Pont-Saint-Esprit. Hundreds of people rampaged around the town, in bestial states, growling, howling and causing havoc and mayhem. Others swore that they saw their fellow townsfolk change into hideous creatures, such as werewolves, gargoyles and demons. All told, close to 260 people were affected in terrible ways. Seven people died. And more than four dozen were so psychologically traumatized that they were temporarily held at local asylums – for the good of themselves and for the unaffected people of the town, too. But, was ergot really the cause of the devastation and death? Here’s where things become really controversial. One of those who dug deep into the mystery of what erupted on August 15, 1951 was H.P. Albarelli, Jr. He was the author of a huge book titled A Terrible Mistake. It’s an immense 826-page-long investigation of the mysterious 1951 death of a man named Frank Olson, a brilliant chemist who, in the early 1950s, worked for the U.S. Army’s Special Operations Division at Camp Detrick. Today, it’s called Fort Detrick, and it is where the military undertakes research and studies into such issues as chemical warfare, biological warfare, and deadly viruses.
Back in the early 1950s, however, the matters of so-called mind-control and Manchurian Candidates were very much staple parts of Camp Detrick’s work. But, for Olson, who was at the forefront of the mind-altering technology, his work was not destined to last. Nor was his life. Olson died on November 28, 1953, as a result of an, ahem, “fall” from the 10th floor of the Statler Hotel, Manhattan. Today, the overriding theory is that Olson – who began to regret working on the controversial programs – was forcibly thrown out of the window of the room by agents who were fearful Olson was about to blow the lid on the sheer extent to which unwitting people had been dosed with powerful psychedelics, chemical concoctions, and various other mind-manipulating substances, and all in the name of national security. But, what does any of this have to do with shapeshifters? Let’s see. It’s a fact that Frank Olson – while quietly liaising with French Intelligence counterparts – traveled to France in both 1950 and 1951, the latter being the year in which the town of Pont-Saint-Esprit became a Bedlam, as Albarelli, Jr. noted accurately in his book. The French were as very interested as the Americans (and the Russians and the Brits, too, as it all transpired) in how the human mind could be clandestinely manipulated. In view of all this, it’s very notable that Olson’s name turns up in previously highly-classified CIA documents on the events at Pont-Saint-Esprit. One such document, which has surfaced through the terms of the U.S. Freedom of Information Act – the title of which is blacked-out for national security reasons - states: “Re: Pont-Saint-Esprit and F. Olson files. SO Span/France Operation file, including Olson. Intel files. Hand carry to Berlin – tell him to see to it that these are buried.”
While this communication is couched in cagey and careful language, it clearly links Olson to Pont-Saint-Esprit, and it makes it abundantly obvious that whatever really happened – and that led to people believing they and their friends were changing into wild beasts – had to be kept hidden at all costs. “Buried,” even. Maybe one of those costs was Frank Olson’s life. Albarelli, Jr. made it clear that, in his opinion, the town of Pont-Saint-Esprit was deliberately targeted by powerful and shadowy figures who wanted to know the sheer extent to which the human mind could be messed around with on a large scale – and they chose August 15, 1951 as the date to initiate the experiment. Theories include a powerful psychedelic inserted into the town’s water-supply, a more than liberal amount of LSD utilized in similar fashion, and possibly even an airborne-based aerosol which was utilized to spray the town, in crop-dusting-style. Whatever the answer, the people of Pont-Saint-Esprit have not forgotten that terrible day when the people of the town became monsters – in their minds, if not physically.