I just love the way that MSM roll out their formulaic non-suspicious narrative when it comes to the JFK assassination.
The rules of the game are:
Lee Oswald -a nobody who found digsh*t at the end of his travels to his imagined utopian Russia, utilised the movements
that the Fates had provided and took his crappy rifle to his place of employment and shot a President from a high window
in Dallas and hit the target in a moving vehicle that usually had a protective cover.
Making good his escape via a bus that gets jammed in the traffic, hailing a cab and then giving it away to an elderly woman,
he eventually rides a taxi to where he is staying in Dallas because his family were currently far away, ten miles away in Irving
with a woman who would later show FBI Officers where Oswald garaged his rifle.
He screws up when -instead of staying in the rooming-house in the Oak Cliff area of Dallas, he wanders out and is confronted
by Officer Tippit who was just passing by looking for a man in the same clothes Oswald was wearing. Including the jacket he'd
just changed into.
Damn-and-blast! He was almost out of it.
Dispatching the Patrolman with his hand gun in a quiet street with few witnesses and ignoring the other Police vehicle parked
in the lane near where Tippit lay dying, the skinny crate-carrier and ex-radar operator decided to sneak into a cinema and
watch a movie that had already started. Not paying to enter the Picture House, of course.
Way to go -Secret Squirrel!
After moving around and sitting in different seats, Dallas finest were on the case because a shoe-salesman realised the
injustice of not buying a ticket to the movies, recognised Oswald from an unknown radio description of a person of interest
and rang the cops.
Ignoring the pregnant woman watching a war-movie about a glory-hunting Sergeant on a Friday afternoon when a President
of the United States was visiting her town, the Police roamed the cinema and with assistance from the theatre Manager,
located Oswald on the ground-floor and also in the balcony.
The woman...? she left then.
The wannabe-super Agent was later killed by someone who had connections to organised crime and another later President,
Richard Nixon.
The FBI, Secret Service, the military and the CIA were seen on the 22nd November of 1963 as so incompetent that if
a takeover of the country took place, it would be doubtful they'd know until the ghost of Officer J.D Tippit told them.
Everyone was shocked and after a lengthy investigation, it was decided that Oswald worked alone on his killing.
The newspapers and television told the world.
Later... less shocked, another lengthy investigation was undertaken and after reiterating that the skinny man with the
Russian wife had taken John Kennedy's life on his own merit, it was also concluded that there was probably a
conspiracy.
The newspapers mentioned it among the grocery ads.
.............................................
But if someone who has pragmatically looked the strange short life of Oswald, the convoluted track that led up to
the 1961 Lincoln Continental four door convertible turning the corner onto Elm Street where someone waited to
bring a thoat and a head-shot to the handsome wealthy Democrat, the whole episode in history may seem like
a Gordian Knot that dangles just out of reach.
But if you ignore the puzzle and just look at the 'outer' facts... the 'what happened', then reality demands that the
rules of the game become nothing more than a laughable bunch of statements to urge the public to go back to sleep.
Within the conduits used to stifle a World War 3 and a nation's realisation that a takeover had actually taken place,
the very wording they use when reporting about the latest declassified files from the CIA, FBI and other agencies
tells a tale that the media would never dare relate in a headline.
If you stay away from describing the chess pieces on the board and just look at the movements, the idea that
this was all a matter of coincidences just somehow 'clicking into place' becomes seriously comical.
Here's some:
7 new findings from the latest JFK files. (From Politico, but I won't use all of them!)
..........................
Why would you think that...? Why would the Head of th FBI be concerned with the U.S. public's doubts that Kennedy's
murder was nothing more than the act of a lone crazy-man? Why do you need to convince someone that something
has happened as it's reported? it just happened.
So someone kills the killer, death threats were many against Oswald during his short stay in the Dallas jail.
The 'concrete evidence' is the reality... if that was the reality.
..........................
..........................
Retribution... so even though J. Edgar believed that forces were at work to kill Oswald whilst in custody, never at any
point did he instruct his FBI boys to protect the jail and thwart the fat guy sneaking in down the rampway of the Police
station with 'retribution' on his mind, he instead concerned himself with coming up with concrete reasons to convince
the public that Oswald did his deed alone.
The fact that Jack Ruby went to Cuba in 1959 to meet a professional gambler called Lewis McWillie, a business associate
of Santos Trafficante and Meyer Lansky couldn't be classed as 'firm' information in regards of dubious circles Ruby enjoyed,
heh?
But I'm playing with chess pieces here, sorry!
..........................
..........................
The loner who'd wanted to run through the communist wheatfields and enjoy the dream-like equality of Russia and then
comes home to take up his unwanted burden of being a Marine-failure in a capitalist society, spoke with a KGB Officer...
Haven't we all?!
The narrative is supposed to be that this man from New Orleans is a product of his own failings and the envy from
seeing others succeed, brought him to the point where he sat alone behind book-filled crates on the sixth-floor of
the Depository Building and dropped four bullets into his mail-order rifle.
Is the act of speaking to a KGB Officer posted in Mexico, a common occurrence with lonely people who just happen
to be married to a Soviet woman...? Could it be that Mr. 'Oswaldskovich' wasn't just a guy who struggled to keep his
marriage going?
..........................
..........................
He get's around, our boy... doesn't he?! I bet Allan Dulles is spinning in his grave and it's just a damned shame Gerald
Ford never got to know this information that was kept hidden. One may understand that not revealing such vital data
to an official committee in the name of national security, is for the best... yes, to serve is everything.
Still, this Cuban intelligence officer was possibly just another lonely guy like Oswald, nuh?
All these strange and powerful people circling around a person the media have been telling us for over fifty years was
nothing more than an unsocial misfit who wanted to be famous. He slew a President and nobody saw it coming.
Unicorn millk for sale.
The rules of the game are:
Lee Oswald -a nobody who found digsh*t at the end of his travels to his imagined utopian Russia, utilised the movements
that the Fates had provided and took his crappy rifle to his place of employment and shot a President from a high window
in Dallas and hit the target in a moving vehicle that usually had a protective cover.
Making good his escape via a bus that gets jammed in the traffic, hailing a cab and then giving it away to an elderly woman,
he eventually rides a taxi to where he is staying in Dallas because his family were currently far away, ten miles away in Irving
with a woman who would later show FBI Officers where Oswald garaged his rifle.
He screws up when -instead of staying in the rooming-house in the Oak Cliff area of Dallas, he wanders out and is confronted
by Officer Tippit who was just passing by looking for a man in the same clothes Oswald was wearing. Including the jacket he'd
just changed into.
Damn-and-blast! He was almost out of it.
Dispatching the Patrolman with his hand gun in a quiet street with few witnesses and ignoring the other Police vehicle parked
in the lane near where Tippit lay dying, the skinny crate-carrier and ex-radar operator decided to sneak into a cinema and
watch a movie that had already started. Not paying to enter the Picture House, of course.
Way to go -Secret Squirrel!
After moving around and sitting in different seats, Dallas finest were on the case because a shoe-salesman realised the
injustice of not buying a ticket to the movies, recognised Oswald from an unknown radio description of a person of interest
and rang the cops.
Ignoring the pregnant woman watching a war-movie about a glory-hunting Sergeant on a Friday afternoon when a President
of the United States was visiting her town, the Police roamed the cinema and with assistance from the theatre Manager,
located Oswald on the ground-floor and also in the balcony.
The woman...? she left then.
The wannabe-super Agent was later killed by someone who had connections to organised crime and another later President,
Richard Nixon.
The FBI, Secret Service, the military and the CIA were seen on the 22nd November of 1963 as so incompetent that if
a takeover of the country took place, it would be doubtful they'd know until the ghost of Officer J.D Tippit told them.
Everyone was shocked and after a lengthy investigation, it was decided that Oswald worked alone on his killing.
The newspapers and television told the world.
Later... less shocked, another lengthy investigation was undertaken and after reiterating that the skinny man with the
Russian wife had taken John Kennedy's life on his own merit, it was also concluded that there was probably a
conspiracy.
The newspapers mentioned it among the grocery ads.
.............................................
But if someone who has pragmatically looked the strange short life of Oswald, the convoluted track that led up to
the 1961 Lincoln Continental four door convertible turning the corner onto Elm Street where someone waited to
bring a thoat and a head-shot to the handsome wealthy Democrat, the whole episode in history may seem like
a Gordian Knot that dangles just out of reach.
But if you ignore the puzzle and just look at the 'outer' facts... the 'what happened', then reality demands that the
rules of the game become nothing more than a laughable bunch of statements to urge the public to go back to sleep.
Within the conduits used to stifle a World War 3 and a nation's realisation that a takeover had actually taken place,
the very wording they use when reporting about the latest declassified files from the CIA, FBI and other agencies
tells a tale that the media would never dare relate in a headline.
If you stay away from describing the chess pieces on the board and just look at the movements, the idea that
this was all a matter of coincidences just somehow 'clicking into place' becomes seriously comical.
Here's some:
7 new findings from the latest JFK files. (From Politico, but I won't use all of them!)
Quote:'Hoover expressed concerns that Americans would harbor doubts about Oswald’s guilt
'FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover — in a memo penned on Nov. 24, 1963, the same day that Oswald,
the perpetrator of the assassination, was killed in apparent retribution by a man named Jack Ruby
-voiced concern that Oswald’s death would result in uncertainty among U.S. citizens over his guilt.
Hoover discussed the need to find concrete evidence.
“The thing I am concerned about, and so is [Deputy Attorney General Nicholas] Katzenbach, is having
something issued so that we can convince the public that Oswald is the real assassin,” Hoover wrote.
Hoover added of Oswald’s death: “There is nothing further on the Oswald case except that he is dead.”...'
..........................
Why would you think that...? Why would the Head of th FBI be concerned with the U.S. public's doubts that Kennedy's
murder was nothing more than the act of a lone crazy-man? Why do you need to convince someone that something
has happened as it's reported? it just happened.
So someone kills the killer, death threats were many against Oswald during his short stay in the Dallas jail.
The 'concrete evidence' is the reality... if that was the reality.
..........................
Quote:Hoover wrote of Ruby potentially having “underworld activity”
'Ruby, who killed Oswald just two days after he was apprehended and charged with Kennedy’s assassination,
was rumored to have ties to the seedy underbelly of Chicago, Hoover wrote in the same Nov. 24, 1963, memo,
documents show.
“We have no information on Ruby that is firm, although there are some rumors of underworld activity in Chicago,”
Hoover wrote. He added that it was “inexcusable” that Dallas police allowed Oswald to be killed, despite warnings
from the federal government to be wary of potential retribution for the killing of Kennedy.
Many have since gone on to speculate and investigate whether Ruby had ties to organized crime...'
..........................
Retribution... so even though J. Edgar believed that forces were at work to kill Oswald whilst in custody, never at any
point did he instruct his FBI boys to protect the jail and thwart the fat guy sneaking in down the rampway of the Police
station with 'retribution' on his mind, he instead concerned himself with coming up with concrete reasons to convince
the public that Oswald did his deed alone.
The fact that Jack Ruby went to Cuba in 1959 to meet a professional gambler called Lewis McWillie, a business associate
of Santos Trafficante and Meyer Lansky couldn't be classed as 'firm' information in regards of dubious circles Ruby enjoyed,
heh?
But I'm playing with chess pieces here, sorry!
..........................
Quote:Oswald spoke with a KGB official just two months prior to the assassination
'Oswald was intercepted speaking to an agent of the KGB, the ruthless security and intelligence arm of the
Soviet Union, just a couple of months prior to the Kennedy shooting.
Records show that during a call between him and the Russian embassy in Mexico City, Mexico, flagged by
the CIA, Oswald was heard speaking "in broken Russian" to Consul Valeriy Vladimirovich Kostikova, whom
the documents say was an "identified KGB officer.”
Though the call may have been intercepted by “the agents own carelessness,” the documents say, it was
“not usual” for the KGB to engage in such discussions at a Soviet embassy...'
..........................
The loner who'd wanted to run through the communist wheatfields and enjoy the dream-like equality of Russia and then
comes home to take up his unwanted burden of being a Marine-failure in a capitalist society, spoke with a KGB Officer...
Haven't we all?!
The narrative is supposed to be that this man from New Orleans is a product of his own failings and the envy from
seeing others succeed, brought him to the point where he sat alone behind book-filled crates on the sixth-floor of
the Depository Building and dropped four bullets into his mail-order rifle.
Is the act of speaking to a KGB Officer posted in Mexico, a common occurrence with lonely people who just happen
to be married to a Soviet woman...? Could it be that Mr. 'Oswaldskovich' wasn't just a guy who struggled to keep his
marriage going?
..........................
Quote:Oswald was a “good shot,” according to a Cuban intelligence official
'A Cuban intelligence officer told another Cuban that he knew that Oswald was a “good shot,” because he “knew him.”
The conversation was unearthed from records of a previously secret channel...'
..........................
He get's around, our boy... doesn't he?! I bet Allan Dulles is spinning in his grave and it's just a damned shame Gerald
Ford never got to know this information that was kept hidden. One may understand that not revealing such vital data
to an official committee in the name of national security, is for the best... yes, to serve is everything.
Still, this Cuban intelligence officer was possibly just another lonely guy like Oswald, nuh?
All these strange and powerful people circling around a person the media have been telling us for over fifty years was
nothing more than an unsocial misfit who wanted to be famous. He slew a President and nobody saw it coming.
Unicorn millk for sale.
Edith Head Gives Good Wardrobe.