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Mr. Gordon, I will gladly give $20 per month autopay starting in January. Just let us know how.

Jim D., Who said anything about some photo in Dealey Plaza? "Now's the time to say goodnight" for me, so I can't chase down the documentation. But didn't GHW Bush appear at the Tyler Kiwanis at 1:40 PM? Didn't he have use of Joe Zeppa's state-of-the-art jet plane? And there's more but good-night.

Martin B., Very true, TWA is very Aesopian, even Krilovian, chock full of animals. A partial list: walrus, tiger, elephant, sheepdog, blackbird, pig, raccoon, eagle, worm, monkey. Plants as well. And a vast assortment of bipeds. Fables are meant to teach a lesson. We are less angered by criticism when our foibles are illustrated by critters. McCartney's "Mother Nature's Son" is a key to that AND it says that the real author/boss of the album is PM.

Ron, there are many reasons GHWB would want to be in Dealey during the Big Event. A few off the top of me head: * to make sure the backers were getting their money's worth, check on the "mechanics" to make sure they did their "jobs" * for the sheer joy of it; what were all those spooks doing at the corner of Main and Houston? * to say goodbye in a ghoulish way; they hated that Irish ******* * JFK's biggest criticism of the Bay of Pigs was that the big shots were nowhere around. Dulles was in Europe or DC**, I forget which. Bissell and Cabell in absentia. The closest any of the commanders were, was on Bush's ships, The Barbara and The Houston. None of them hit the beach or were even within binocular range. So they thought they'd show that smarty-pants Kennedy that they COULD monitor an "operation" up close and personal. They showed him! * There was no danger to the bosses of the plot. That was their modus operandi, slaughter the defenseless from a safe distance, then laugh about it. But, per usual, they once again screwed that up. Left behind more evidence than a bunch of puking drunks at Mardi Gras. That's George H W Bush to a T. Just like when he bailed out on his crew in the Pacific when his plane took a little bit of flak, leaving them to die defenselessly. "Captain last to leave the ship," HAH! He jumped out of that bird quick as a speeding bullet. **Ah yes, Ron, A. Welsh Dulles was at "a conference" in the Bahamas. Thank you once again. At least he was in the same general area.

Ron, All true except the first clause of the first sentence in the quote above. GHWB was not at the Kiwanis meeting in Tyler "when it happened." He was not there until 1:40, 70 minutes after the gunfire in Dealey. He rushed onto the dais and announced that he would not be making his "planned remarks" because... and then shocked the audience with the news. Mr. Know-It-All. How come he knew, alone of that high-powered assembly? He had use of Joe Zeppa's plane that whole weekend, and man did he use it. 20 minutes max airtime between Redbird and Tyler. Cars at both ends ready to go, piece of cake. BTW, that comedienne Bar had a funny she never tired of. She kept calling the oil billionaire Zeppa "Zeppo" after the Marx brother. What a card, that Bar!

A great weight of evil has been lifted off this nation. GHWB was one of the big paymasters of the Coup. That was him in Dealey 12:30. How hard was it for him to get to Tyler using Zeppa's plane? Less than 90 miles as the bird flies. Then he's at Kiwanis giving the "sad, sad news." you bet he knew it well. Lately, I have thought that when GHWB goes, it will be "all clear" for MSM and the general public to admit the Coup. Now that the last of Caesar's slayers is finally dead. We don't have to worry anymore about hurting any of the Murderers' feelings.

INTRO Point 1: The White Album (TWA) had more great musicians than any other original record probably ever had or will have. Nicky Hopkins. Quick trivia question: What keyboardist played on the most rock albums? Nicky Hopkins. His biggest love was Quicksilver Messenger Service. The quintessential studio man broke his rule of not touring to go out with QMS. He played on records by the Rolling Stones, Beach Boys, Kinks, Who, Jefferson Airplane, all The Beatles in their solo careers, Jeff Beck, Steve Miller, Dusty Springfield, Ella Fitzgerald, Carly Simon, Peter Frampton, Nils Lofgren, Rod Stewart, to name a few. Eric Clapton. Heard of him? A funny observation of the Four: they were on their best behavior when outsiders were in the studio. No hurt feelings about McCartney playing the taskmaster. Jackie Lomax, maybe a greater producer than musician. Good bud of Harrison's. Billy Preston, organ specialist. George Martin. The Mike Sammes Singers ("Goodnight"). Friends on many odd sound effects and vocals. 36 classical, jazz, studio musicians -- England's premiere instrumentalists. Point 2: The above helped them rush the album to completion. Recording began on 5/29/68 (JFK's birthday) with "Revolution" and ended 10/13 with "Julia". There was a major problem when the new Apple went from 4-track recording to 8- track, something about incompatible mixing boards, but they half solved the problem in time. Final mixing was 10/18/68, Lee Oswald's birthday. The final order of the songs was determined in a mammoth 24-hour session on 10/20 with only McCartney, Lennon, and George Martin. Just in time for a release date of 11/22/68. I think TWA was McCartney's soundtrack of what happened to America when John Fitzgerald Kennedy was gunned down in a most horrible fashion as the result of a most obvious, massive conspiracy. He had been turned down for the score to the documentary of Mark Lane's Rush to Judgment. It had been mulling around in his head ever since, and this was it, PM's Treatise on the American Coup d'Etat. (Next: explication of Side One)

Thanks for this photo, Doug, and the blow-up, John. And the discussion, John, Ray, and Joe. There is something so obvious about the faces of the four passengers. Three are smiling, beaming. Those three's eyebrows are lifted in happiness, serenity. The fourth is not like that. His mouth is tight in a very dour scowl. His eyebrows are trying to cover his eyes, they're so low and tight. As in many photos since the party arrived at Love Field, it is obvious that John B. Connally did not know whether to cry, scream, or soil his drawers. Though he is hosting the president of his country and the leader of his party, that is not a happy man, far from it. He knew what might be about to happen. It's a little painful to see you guys struggling with shot angles. You're talking about vertical angles, degrees off the horizontal, up and down. But it is the lateral angles, side to side, of Connally's wounds that are nothing like the wounds on JFK. The first shot hit JBC IN his back nearly at the armpit and went OUT his chest left and under the right nug (Canadian for nipple). That's close to a 45 degree angle, traversing about as much right to left as the thickness of the chest. THAT shot definitely came from the western end of the south face of TSBD. For that shot to have gone through Kennedy first, JFK would have had to have been floating outside the limo's right side, and above the cycle police. I tell you, it was that noble, brave, tough cookie Lee Harvey Oswald. He had infiltrated the plot on JFK for months, he had stopped the plot at least once (probably at least twice), and he saw that the rotten **************s were going to pull it off. SOOOOOOOOOOOO -- he made the obvious plotters pay SOME thing. Plus, he already had a list of grievances against Little Lyndon.

Ron, for sure that's what "While My Guitar..." is about. "love there that's sleeping" dormant, gone, for all purposes dead. "floor...needs sweeping" lazy slackers can't take care of even the simplest tasks "how someone controlled you" land of the greed, home of the slave, and we think we're so independent. "they bought and sold you" America is a bunch of whores of the Military Complex "you were diverted" from common decency; "perverted too" 'nuff said, what a shame; "inverted" i. e., reversed from our original goal of freedom and justice; "no one alerted you" = we're such dumb sob's that we have to be warned about the most simple, obvious things like a retarded child. "America, don't stick your hand in the fire." (wage an unnecessary war that will bankrupt us) Supposedly, Harrison randomly opened a book and put his finger on the words "gently weeps", then used the I Ching from there. Ron, that is a most beautiful version of Gently Weeps. All acoustic, what George Martin put on Anthology 3. I don't believe I'd seen that video before of the chick dancing and letters falling all over the place. Very effective. Here's a knock-out version, an ear-worm in a good way: Prince, Tom Petty, Steve Winwood, Jeff Lynne and others -- "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" - YouTube Jeff Lynne (ELO and other groups) may be the only equal of McCartney in vocal history. Prince hits some licks that are very Hendrix-like.

The toddler's name is Ronald Fuller, two and a half at the time. Page 161-5 in Six Seconds in Big D. Even in these few pages of Tink Thompson's seminal tome, the accounts vary. One witness says cut on the chin, another says on the cheek. Either way or both, there was a lot of blood. It took a while to find the source(s) of the blood. They stripped the kid because his clothes were bloody all over. And it was right there on his face. His mother didn't help any. They couldn't find out where the baby was hurt from HER. She was hysterical, had to be given smelling salts. She took more attention than the kid when they were trying to get him admitted. And of course the baby was screaming because his useless mother was panicking. I find it a little fishy that there are different accounts of how the kid got hurt. One says the broken Coke bottle, like Ron(ald) Bulman above. Another says he fell down the back (concrete) steps. Maybe in a fit of pique, Mom or some other undesirable guardian pushed him down the steps. And then she was more afraid for herself than her son. Either way, young Ronnie Fuller left a bloody stretcher for Jack Ruby (most likely) to place a bullet on. Too bad it was the wrong stretcher and the wrong bullet, Jack. A pointy one in the 30 caliber range, instead of the 6.5 mm Carcano bullet (CE399) they had to replace it with later. Oh wait a minute, I forgot the topic of this thread, "God" and human truth are not the same. So maybe it was the Brobdignagians from Alpha Centauri who bloodied the stretcher and placed the phony bullet there. Wait another minute. Isn't it a goodly, even Godly, endeavor for homo sapiens to search for knowledge?

Ron B., Kirk G., David A., thank you so much for those links/sources. I don't believe I've seen them before, and I'm a major lurker on Beatles websites, minor poster on the Beatles Bible. The folks here on EF are so helpful. It's amazing, heartwarming. The first thing about The White Album (TWA) is that it is a Satire/Parody of America. A loving parody, but satire nonetheless. Jonathan Swift said "Satire is the last refuge of a pure heart." When people asked him why he chose to write mockery/satire, he said, "How can I NOT." Desperate times call for desperate lyrics. All aficionados of TWA remark about the musical parody of it; e. g., "Back in the USSR = sendup of the Beach Boys and Chuck Berry. But few note the political and social ridicule of America itself. And The States were the main muse of their musical inspiration, especially the black artists. They adored the U. S. of A., and why not? We made them rich, along with a few hundred of their employees. TWA is out of love, sadness, concern. But it's as hard as a hob-nail. No more Mr. Nice Guy. That great Beatles Bible philosopher, Duckrabbit, nailed it thus -- * "Parody with a hard edge of disturbing and mysterious vibes" * "hilarious" (humor is disarming) * "...many intellectual/Velvet Underground/Mothers of Invention/left political people embraced TWA enthusiastically where the Beatles would not have grabbed them before." I'm somewhat loath to go through the album song by song, list-like, explaining this historical treatise, The White Album. But actually there is an order to it, so here goes, as soon as I can type it. (next)

So are you saying that the back wound was NOT at T4 level? That God might say it was really L2 or C3? If you answer that, certain researchers, inc. one with initials CV, may go ballistic. PS: This human says it was T5, close enough for gubbament work. PPS: Don't get me wrong; I don't hold it against THE expert (CV) on the wounds below the head, esp. since he has documented so much physical evidence about them. Which bolstered my absolute certain knowledge (none of that "theory" garbahj) that the back wound (between scapula and spine at T5 level) is essentially the EXIT for the ENTRANCE wound in the throat. Which came from the French/Corsican boys on the South Knoll, Sarti, Souetre, et al. Maybe with an assist from Otto Skorzeny, I'm thinking now. Thank you very much, Paul Brancato and Paz Marverde, I'm blaming y'all for that. Even if it's not one of your exact "truths". PPPS: And I don't hold it against CV that he hasn't shouted "Eureka!" at my revealed truth that the back wound is the exit for the shot in the throat from the South Knoll.

As everyone here knows, Paul McCartney was one of the earliest "conspiracy theorists," in CIA parlance. He read Mark Lane's Rush to Judgment in manuscript form and offered to compose a score for the documentary, gratis. The producer and director turned him down because they wanted somber music and they thought the "cute" Beatle could only write cute teenybopper stuff. Lennon, Harrison, and Starr followed Macca into the awareness that President Kennedy's slaughter was an obvious, massive plot. As did the vast majority of the world outside of America, fairly quickly. I was in Mrs. (Rose) Fitzgerald's fourth grade class in western Massachusetts when Jack was killed. There was an indescribable pall over the town until "I Want to Hold Your Hand" came out after Xmas. It was like flipping a light switch. And then Ed Sullivan six weeks later. Then the top five songs on the charts in the spring. It was as if the Moptops were the replacement for out youthful, vigorous, fallen leader. There had been so much hope, the New Frontier, that we were robbed of, and then it was back with the British Invasion. It was as if the kids at the time were saying, maybe subconsciously, "We don't want no more of your goodness-murdering American s**t!" But the atrocities kept coming. No one could find Vietnam on a map in 1963, and well into 1964. But everyone knew where it was in 1965. The so-called Greatest (actually the Greediest) Generation and the so-called Silent (actually the Smirking, Sneering) Generation made sure of that. The rest of the developed world was working on health care for all their citizens, while in America those in power, who had the most advanced medical for THEM, were busy robbing the wealth of the nation to flush it down the toilet of the military. And, most importantly, they figured they would boss around the Boom Generation, actually the Beast of Burden Generation. They figured they knew best, just like the Roman elders of the most fascist times, ruled over their younger generations as if they were their slaves. My family moved to North Carolina in 1966 and there weren't many Beatle fanatics here. We visited up North Xmas 1968 right after TWA came out. The record stores in New England couldn't keep it in stock. The kids Studied that album. It was something new, nightmarish parody, extreme contrasts. I'm just getting into this in depth. It's hitting me like a ton of bricks. I'll try to break down the order of songs on the album and what they mean. It's not only about the murder of our leaders who are for the people and general decency. It's about the murder of decency itself. It's about a Theory of Generations and a cycle of 72 or 80 years, and trying to break that cycle.

On 11/22/1963, 55 years ago yesterday: -JFK died. -C. S. Lewis died. -Aldous Huxley died. -Phil Spector put out A Christmas Gift for You, which became the iconic rock Xmas album, but not until 10 years later when it was re-released by Apple records. -The Beatles released their second album, With the Beatles. It was actually their first properly produced album, with mostly their songs. In Europe it was an Event, record pre-sales and then sales. They were reaching a crescendo that didn't end for nearly ten years. They were unknown in America at that time, but it was soon to change. The Fabs were getting ready to go on stage for the roll-out concert for their new songs, when they received the news from the States. Bummer, though that was not slang at the time. -It was the Feast Day of St. Cecilia, patron of musicians and poets, and some say the blind. All those were coincidences, though they sure look like cosmic coincidences. But the release of The White Album on 11/22/68, also a Friday, was intentional. MLK and RFK had just been gunned down the previous April and June. Vietnam was at its most insane. Thesis: TWA is the template of clues about the fascist takeover of America, and it was the start of the Boom Generation shaking off the murderous shackles of the so-called Greatest and Silent Generations.

Ron B., You called it. "Holding hands, the kids appearing to skip, he's smiling." So much going on there, so much vitality. Seven and a half days to go. Numerologically you know, John Fitz is a "lucky 7". Now it's my personal all-time favorite photo of the family too. Thanks for that.

The first Cancellare is one of the greats. I believe this one furnished by James Gordon is a bit cropped because in the original, James Tague is still in his spot on Main Street way off to the right, unseen here. Somewhere Ron Ecker proved to my satisfaction that this photo was snapped around a minute after the limo sped off. Tague and the Newmans are key to that. A minute and a half tops, nothing like three to five minutes as has been suggested. The best thing about this Frank Cancellare photo, as Ron Ecker pointed out a while ago, is a figure way off in the distance on the level of the railroad tracks, dubbed Badgeman 2 by some. Whether he's a policeman I don't know, but he is in a dark costume. Look at the second big tree to the left of the railroad bridge. To the right of that tree is the figure of a largish man, at least compared to the vehicles in the parking to his right. That man is framed by the trunk of the tree and the first large branch of the tree which is hanging down at more than a 45 degree angle. Another way to locate this man is using the big head of the photographer in the foreground as the center of a clock. If the hour-hand were coming off that head, "Badgeman 2" is at 11:30. I figure he was the rear-guard for the SK sniper team, not a gunman himself. The last Cancellare photo is a great one too. He took it from more in front of the fence of the North Knoll, Grassy. And shooting toward the reflecting pool on the east end of Dealey. You can see E Howard Hunt walking over JFK's grave on Elm, where the future white X would be placed. It looks like he's coming from the direction of the Postal Building.

Ron, It would be great if you could upload some of those pics from the South Knoll. A while ago, I believe it was Chris Davidson who put some pictures from SK that his brother took. Yes, Fiester broke new ground with her cones/ranges of possible shots from there. What I think she had wrong that a head shot went in right temple and out the back of the head. There WAS a left temple wound, seen by many, that she didn't know about. I believe it was that shot that blew out the right occiput, and it was from SK. And it was almost coincident with a softnosed/frangible bullet from behind the fence of the North "Grassy" Knoll. Which probably hit over the right ear or around the right temple at about a 45 degree angle, and didn't exit anywhere, except maybe a piece of the nose out the back crown, a la Bob Harris. Yes, undeniably back and to the left. A steel-jacketed, high-speed round from SK, say around 3600 feet/second, hitting softer bone doesn't impart as much momentum to the target as a softer round hitting harder bone. I remember somewhere Nellie Connelly said she heard a sharp noise before she looked back and saw the President moving his hands up. I believe that noise was either the supersonic crack or the bullet nicking the roof support, and that it went on to hit Kennedy in the neck and go out his right back at T3/T4 level. That was while he was behind the Stemmons sign from Zapruder's perspective. I believe the later shot from SK, around the extant 313, was excised from the Z-film. So, two shots from SK, one before Z-200 and another around Z-312.

By the way, part of the original thesis of this topic, the "pre-arranged" part, is wrong, though it has borne much fruit. ADRENALINE is the worst, most powerful drug ever. The crooked police were hopped up on adrenaline. They panicked. How many times have you heard of crooks crashing their cars getting away from the scene of a crime? Or having a falling out and shooting each other? For sure many DPD were involved in Tippit's murder and the coverup. For my money, it was Roscoe White who was "the shooter," who got po'ed, panicked and did his comrade in. A LOT of corroboration for that. Westbrook and Croy at the scene, in the area, sure. Maybe that's why W M Croy had to be on the defensive line with Harrison, Arnett, and King Sunday 11/24---hiding Ruby before he lunged out and gut-shot that great American hero, Lee Harvey Oswald.

Paul B., Ms. Kittrell at a previous meeting with the real LHO "had added additional work qualification codes to Oswald's employment records to increase the possibility of his finding work." And I bet those additional codes were for office jobs. Seems to me the LHO impersonator removed qualifications so that Ozzie would get fewer job offers, esp. for his desired office work. And the phony Teamster membership would do the same because there were fewer union jobs in Texas, and probably many employers saw "a union guy" as a negative rather than a plus. All in all cutting down on potential job offers. To keep the Wizard of Ozzie* right where they wanted him, at the TSBD. *The Wizard because he figured out the plot better than anyone, probably better than most of those IN the plot, due to compartmentalization.

Jim Hargrove, Thank you so much for this Gaeton Fonzi interview of Laura Kittrell. Off the top of me hat, it seems obvious that the October 21 "Oswald" at TEC was Larry Crafard, Jack Ruby's new live-in "handyman" whom he picked up at the fairgrounds. Crafard, at a glance and from a distance, looked very similar to LHO. After 11/22/63, Ruth Paine was certain she was looking at a picture of Lee when in fact it was the drifter/carnival worker LC. And there can be no doubt that it was the loud obnoxious Crafard who took the high-speed test drive, having said he was Lee Oswald lately of the Soviet Union. It was probably LC getting in the Rambler station wagon that Roger Craig saw. It was most likely L C Crafard at the Tippit murder scene with the chunky fellow with the bushy hair. Also it was Crafard hustled out the back of the Texas Theater after Ozzie was hustled out the front, only to be let go soon. And then he was seen by mechanic T F White (who told Wes Wise) in a red Ford Falcon in the El Chico parking lot. With the license plate of J D Tippit's best friend, Carl Mather, on a car that was not CM's. The license plate was for Mather's blue 1957 Plymouth. J Edna Hoover himself knew of someone impersonating LHO 1960-61, and using his birth certificate!, inquiring about trucks to go to Cuba; he was probably Thomas Ely Davis. There were other Ozzie doubles, some intentionally, some probably by accident. Vagonov (Igor?) and Thomas Masen and others. But the Crafard impersonations October and November 1963 had to be for the nefarious purpose of setting up their ace in the hole, their patsy. That late-in-the-day appearance on Monday 10/21/63 was so crazy, obviously. (While LHO was at his new TSBD job, right?!) Removing job qualifications from his resume? Ozzie was always angling for a cushy office position -- when applying to TSBD, he made sure to include "filing, some typing," though he never did get very good at keyboard entry, quit the course he had recently tried his hand at. And Ozzie was never in the Teamsters, right? Those jokers, Ruby et al., didn't want the Wizard leaving TSBD for ANYTHING. LHO was always quiet, considerate, clean and neat, while Laverne Curtis Crafard was anything but. The fact that the War Con didn't want to hear from Laura Kittrell speaks volumes. Talk about "suspicious behavior," for the millionth time. While Ozzie and the rest of us can be convicted of suspicious behavior only about a hundred times a year. PS: It can be seen implicitly that I don't hold with the Harvey/Lee theory, but you guys from John Armstrong to Jim Hargrove to Sandy Larsen have been the most masterful enumerators of the many impersonations of that crazy beautiful diamond, my hero, Lee Harvey Ozzeewaldskovitchnikovsky.

Doug, Once again, thanks for an excellent research article I never would have seen otherwise. That CIA-developed gun that shoots a poison dart that dissolves, I believe was used in a few assassinations of liberal, independent journalists and political leaders in the 1970s. Can't recall their names at present. One, I'm sure was in England just like good old Adlai. And in a very public place like AS shot down in Grosvenor Square. I believe it was the most famous bridge over the Thames. There can be no doubt about at least three of them; add the happy warrior Adlai Stevenson to that terrible list. I wish I could remember their names.

Image result for oswald band Have y'all seen this? Three-man band: Leavelle on keyboards, Ozzie on lead vocals, Ruby on axe.

Joe Bauer above is how I get the "Occam's Razor" (simple) explanation for Ruby getting in the basement at the right place. He definitely did not get in by the Main Street ramp, as the WARren COmmissioN says. And it's so doubtful as to be impossible what Curry conjectured, that he got in by the big double doors near the ramp -- BECAUSE there are other doors to go through that must have been guarded, AND stairs to go down. Ruby had less than four minutes to get in place. His Western Union money order was stamped 11:17, and he shot Ozzie at 11:21. Witnesses saw Jack Ruby turn left on Main when he left the WU office, heading toward the Main Street ramp of the DPD. No one saw him after that. All he had to do was take another quick left and go down the alley between WU and DPD, heading toward Commerce. And somewhere along in there, there must be a quick flight of stairs down to a lower level basement door that is security-locked from the outside; someone INSIDE must open it to let someone in from the outside. Is that where Blackie's cigar machine is? I can draw/see a picture of it clear as day, but I'm too technostupid to draw a diagram of it on this fancy compooter-mochine. Ruby had to be through that security-door by 11:20 in order to get in place behind Harrison, King, Arnett, and Croy (at least 30 seconds). And then there was at least a 30-second walk down the aisle, Jim Leavelle and what's-his-name escorting Smart Alek Oswaldskovitch to his doom. By the way, there is a hilarious altering of the famous Ruby-shooting-Oswald photo on the Church of the Subgenius website. It has Leavelle playing a double keyboard and Ruby playing a left-handed Stratocaster at that fatal moment. Which is more believable than the War Con interpretation of the moment.

This topic is VERY JFKA-related. The news coverage of the Kavanaugh nomination and the Senate Judiciary Committee is perfect proof that we can no longer make simple distinctions, let alone fine distinctions. That we can be distracted by any shiny object. The sexual assault charges are a diversion. It is the snowball on the tip of the iceberg that sank the Titanic. The rest of the tip: his underage heavy drinking that pickled his privileged, arrogant little brain; and his gambling problem that caused him to go 200K into credit card debt. The rest of the iceberg: Kavanaugh is the most anti-labor and anti-consumer judicial nominee in our lifetime. His decisions in those two areas would curl your hair. Too long to go into here. Google K. anti-labor if you're interested. Also, he gives carte blanche to any agency, government or private, that seeks to wiretap. Any and all firearms have more rights and protections than a defenseless babe. Loves private prisons and white supremacists. His decisions are often reversed, indicating something seriously wrong. His buddy Kozinski was kicked off the bench, just as he should be. He's a flunky of the plutocratic and right-wing religion conspiracy. His decision for Hobby Lobby, exempting any corporation from including women's health ("birth control") on religious grounds, says a bunch. It's all too much. It could be the end of Amerikkka.

Douglas, Thanks so much for this article sketching out the three long Kennedy-MacArthur conversations, with that third long conversation on pdf. I take the most enjoyment from Jack listening the vast majority of the time, which was rare from what I've seen. And DM actually being funny; he must have caught some of JFK's humor-bug. Noted in this article, though seldom noted in most Kennedy material: * his vigor and fitness. American historians (i. e., usually crappy) like to point out JFK's maladies, sometimes even saying he was some kind of dead man walking. The truth is golfing associations judge him to be the best presidential golfer, by far. His swimming prowess scared SS on duty because they had to try to keep up with him; not long after Marilyn Monroe was murdered by Mafia buddies of Frank Sinatra, Jack was out past the breakers in Hawaii*****, and the mighty SSAs didn't even try. Everyone over 40 has health issues, and JFK dealt with his amazingly, both with his doctors and his own physical activities. (No sex jokes please) * Army man MacArthur's stress on the Navy, especially the use of blockades (as in the Cuba Missile Crisis), as our greatest military strengths and tactics. Also, his wisdom that the US economy was the most important basis of both military and national strength. The USA went from world creditor to world debtor post-Kennedy. $22 Trillion national debt and sinking fast with the Orange Baboon's raising the annual deficit from around a half T under Obama to Duh Donalt's $1.5 T per year. (The poor plutocrats don't deserve to pay taxes, y'know.) * Southeast Asia -- wow. Kennedy seizing on DM's sizing of the situation. It is as if their perfect understanding of it predicted the future. Slacker fool Ike wanted invasions of Nam and Laos; he was the chief advisor for LBJ's apocalyptic failures there. I wish this article had noted that Pol Pot came to power in Cambodia because of US destabilizing of the region. When the North Vietnamese were finally freed up from fighting the American fascists, only then were they able to go next door and stomp the Khmer Rouge's *ss. Also, he could have mentioned that our bombing of the Pathet Lao in Laos 1964-1975 turned the most fertile farmland in the world, the Plain of Jars, into a moonscape. A high percentage of the (mostly Geneva illegal) bombs didn't detonate when they hit the ground; they've been going off for 50 years. Little New Zealand cleared many sites of massive unexploded ordnance 2004-2007. Rocky Obama pledged $90 Million for that purpose at the end of his term, first president to visit Laos. Doug, you say there are no Americans in public life today with the wisdom and charisma of MacArthur and Kennedy. How about, say, Bill Bradley, Nancy Pelosi, Barack Obama, John Kasich, Bernie Sanders, Mike Bloomberg, Elizabeth Warren, Martin O'Malley? No, you're right. Close but no cigar. The two Douglases, Caddy and MacArthur, birds of a feather. You should be more public. *****NOT Hawaii, but Santa Monica at Peter Lawford's house, 8/19/62, two weeks after Ms. Monroe's murder. Many fully-dressed women jump in the water with JFK. At least 600 surround the scene to gawk at and touch the president. The previous day, FBI's Hoover's hotel, La Jolla, is robbed of $30K to $50K as he sleeps at his annual vacation there for the Del Mar racing season, heavily connected to Clint Murchison and American Mafia. Three days after JFK's big Pacific swim, 8/22/62, is one of the worst assassination attacks on Charles de Gaulle, near Petit-Clamart; 120-150 bullets are fired, and Mr and Mrs de Gaulle escape unharmed.