Deep State Torture
by Anthony C Heaford --- @mancunianquiet on twitter --- Update-in-Progress 13 October 2026
The British Deep State Tortures whistleblowers using corrupt British NHS doctors. The principle one, according to my sources and observations, is an SAS reserve medical officer. I know he went to the same school as both me and my former Commanding Officer in the army reserves (2009-13) & knows my old CO who is also a NHS GP and was a reserve SAS medical officer. All that came out in our first appoint in 2014 when he asked the strangest question as I was leaving: What school did you got to? Lancaster (Royal) Grammar I replied. He was a couple of years younger than me so we chatted about teachers and I asked if knew my old CO. It was my second appoint for stress caused by my Afghan service but made unbearable by a separate dispute with family members (I’d sided with my father in a family business director’s dispute). The GP had diagnosed a Moral Injury from Afghanistan and was very knowledgeable. And so when he suggested taking over my care - after we’d discussed several mutual school acquaintances – I accepted.
The last twelve years have been Hell. EVERY ailment I’ve taken to my doctor has been made worse. He first insisted I attend an extended mental health assessment, about ten one hour sessions over a few months. I got a clean bill of mental health from a specialist ex-military NHS professional. So my GP sent me to a second extended assessment, this time by a certified physiologist. Again I got a clean bill of health, an exact diagnosis in fact:
Dr Farid of the view that you do not display psychotic symptoms nor are your experiences delusional in nature. Through the assessment process, we have been able to understand that you experience significant stress. This stress relates to the complex legal matters you have taken great time to explain, that involve the Military and also issues from Yemen in the Nineties relating to the 9/11 attacks, along with difficulties you experience in your family relations.
It turned out my GP had been referring me for drug induced psychosis, something neither extended assessment found. A friend of my old army Colonel - and very likely also an SAS reserve medical officer - had taken over my NHS care and was trying to have me declared medically incompetent. He failed on those occassions but has not stopped trying. I’ve been forced to attend two further mental health assessments – forced by random people calling at my home to assess me. It's harassment but much worse too, done to cover-up crimes I’ve tried to report. That included my drugging / attempted murder as a whistleblower in January 2013,four months after I’d got back from Afghanistan. He served in the army reserves so I spoke to him about what I'd seen and my intention to report it. He was my source for sleeping tablets (and other stuff) at the time and gave me a tub of tablets for free. He then repeatedly told me to take one before my motorway drive home, saying it’d be a laugh. Not taking one then saved my life. When I did take one I think I woke up a full day later and in a stupor took another and passed out again. Several family members were in my bedroom when I woke next and I was so confused (and incontinent) they took me to hospital where I assume I had a blood test but, still in a stupor I walked out a few hours later. When I told my friend what’d happened he laugh and said his estranged wife had been sectioned in a mental instituted after he’d given some to her. This friend is the son of a distinguished SAS veteran, served in Malaysia before joining the training staff at 23 SAS in Manchester (and a few bases around north England). While he was an SAS trainer (the most skilled job in the army?) my friend said his dad had a second job, cleaning cars in a second hand garage. Given their proximity to the ferry ports for Ireland I concluded that was a surreptitious reference to forensically cleaning cars use in the SAS’s Dirty War in Ireland. My friend was well connected to the local gangs and ran with the crew with the nastiest reputation. He told me when sixteen years old he’d shot a rival in the leg with a 4/10 shotgun. He told me nothing happened because, due to his father’s SAS connections, Greater Manchester Police visited and persuaded the shot boy’s parents not to press charges. That’s one of the reasons I didn’t pursue the matter at the time but my situation changed after 2015...



Update-in-Progress...
February 2016 Official Diagnosis: Stress Related to Military Service
June 2017 Professional Diagnosis: Stress related to Afghan service, 1997 Yemen visit & family issues
Sept 2017 Fabricated Diagnosis: In a secret letter to government agencies my doctor declared me psychotic
December 2017 Fabricated Diagnosis Withdrawn: My doctor apologised unreservedly but still continued his malign actions to discredit me
* I suspect said doctor is an army reserve medical officer for the following reasons: He took over my ‘care’ in September 2014, on my second visit to the practice regarding my escalating stress. He appeared familiar with military service and suggested I had a ‘moral injury’ from my Afghan tour in 2012. At the end of that first appointment he randomly asked me what school I went to – it turned out he went to the same school, Lancaster Royal Grammar, a couple of years below me. I asked if he knew another Old Lancastrian, my commanding officer at 207 Field Hospital who was also a NHS doctor and an SAS reserves medical officer. My doctor appeared surprised I knew that but did confirm he knew the colonel. In 2010 I was fulltime support staff for 207 Field Hospital before their operational deployment to Afghanistan and saw their mobilization schedule intimately – driving them to medical courses and exercises. I noticed a similar pattern of absence by my doctor from the practice prior to one of his colleagues randomly walking into a consultation and telling me my doctor had/ was going to spent two weeks in America. That’d be typical of a final exercise before deployment, especially for Special Forces and it did coincide with a very specific joint US/UK Special Forces exercise in America. My doctor responded to that very odd interruption by (unconvincingly) telling me he was just taking his children to Disneyland. When I next called to make an appointment I was told he was on six months sick leave which was oddly specific. Special Forces reserve deployments are typically four months plus two months post operational tour leave. He referred me to a full 'mental health' assessment in our first consultation, and has since referred me to perhaps a dozen more different 'mental health assessors'. That's meant I've had to explain my aggravations to a dozen strangers with very little result. It's been torturous and I have been repeatedly forced to attend such assessments without explanation or any result / report back.
In my doctor's September 2017 fabricated psychotic diagnosis he also states that I "have fixed beliefs he's been followed". That aspersion falls flat on its face because I was being followed. In March 2017 Sir Graham Brady had forwarded my claims of meeting 'Al Qaeda' in 1997 Yemen to Britain's Secret Intelligence Service, Parliament and the US Embassy London. In March 2018 the US 9/11 Military Commission invited me to interview. Of course I was being investigated in summer 2017, by multiple agencies and entities the most clumsy of which was Britain's SIS. The photo right shows the woman in police uniform who disguised as a dog walker to question me extensively in 2017 after 'random meetings' during my dog walks. The last time I saw her was waiting outside my home at 9pm in November 2019 with another undercover MI5 dog walker (Lydia, an Irish Catholic who based on what she told me and who she introduced me to, worked for MI5 during their 'Dirty War' in Ireland) who also questioned me extensively about my military service. Why were Lydia and the undercover officer (who I'd never seen together before) outside my home at 9pm in November 2019? That was when I usually went for a last dog walk, and I'd just published a new report with allegations about Lydia's deep state links. They didn't mention my report naming Lydia I'd published two hours before but it was obvious that's why they were there together.
Context is critical so here’s the background to how I became a tortured whistleblower: in October 2013, a year after I returned from my Helmand tour with the British army, I became a reluctant whistleblower on the utter shit show I’d witnessed there. I reported our complicity in opium production, our catastrophic security failings (Battle of Camp Bastion) and the illegal orders to: Commander of 42NW Brigade Nick Fitzgerald, Defence and Veterans Ministers Philip Hammond and Mark Francois, and every member of Parliament’s Defence Select Committee. They all formally acknowledged my reports but also failed to take any action. The repercussions began within a month – my punishment for speaking up. When I reported it to the Minister for Veterans Anna Soubry she refused to investigate, repeating the Army Headquarter's lies and thereby dismissing my evidenced report.
Repercussions
In December 2013 an ex-army Major invited me to a field service technician job interview via an employment agency. I was kept on a short list for two months before being dropped from consideration without explanation. The employment agency called me and apologized profusely, saying they’d never seen anything like it. I suspect that was the informal military old boy network sabotaging my career.
In February 2014 I started a shop floor mechanical fitters placement (via an agency again) that coincided with the company getting a new intern in the design office – a former non-commissioned officer (NCO) of 4 Battalion REME, the unit I’d deployed to Afghanistan with. He’d quit the regular army just before that 2012 deployment but was still army reserve and did know those I deployed with, the NCOs who’d punished me for refusing to stone Afghan kids. Within a few weeks a whispering campaign started on the shop floor; one old timer kept saying ‘I wouldn’t want to go to war with him’ as I passed but then denied saying it when I challenged him. As he was the longest serving employee I found the situation untenable and quit, getting a caretaker job at an apartment complex and trying to go self employed. The ex-4 Battalion REME NCO intern quit very soon after I had, almost as though my employment was the only reason he was there.




Work-in-Progress



My stress began in earnest during my 2012 military service in Camp Bastion, Afghanistan when I realised I could have saved two men’s lives, US Marine allies killed-in-action by Taliban attackers during their airfield raid of 14/15 September. It was that personal guilt and professional shame that initiated my need to become a whistleblower and report my and others failures to defend the base. With only two weeks in-theatre left my focus was on one thing – surviving to ensure I could tell my story. I shamefully refused an invitation to do a sixth top-cover duty when asked for by the recovery mechanic drivers who had seen my tactics work on previous patrols. I’ve been at war ever since, only now it’s against the corrupt fuckers who stole our treasure and wasted so much blood.
I tried to do things by the book, first reporting it at my home unit 207 Field Hospital Manchester, but they said 'Best not to say anything'. I left the army in April 2013 and waited six months (a period you’re still subject to military law I think) before reporting my concerns in October / November 2013. I met with the regional commander (42 North West) Brigadier Nick Fitzgerald at Preston Barracks, corresponded with parliament’s Defence Committee via my MP Graham Brady, and I corresponded with the Ministers for Veterans who replied on behalf of the Minister of Defence. Everyone of them thanked me for my service but not one of them did a fucking thing about the matters I was trying to report.
The repercussions I’ve endured since – career sabotaged, mental and physical torture, and grave abuses by police, Intel agencies, parliamentary and governmental of their duties – are all ongoing. And so I’ve decided to share two letters (identities redacted) from my NHS records to shine a public light on the battles I’m fighting behind the scenes, and highlight the dangers and challenges I’m facing.