I
think the crime novel term is “patsy.” The political one is “dupe.” I can’t get
anything published with four books on external drives and the research for a
non-fiction aviation thriller complete, so no “conspiracy keystrokes” are
imminent. The TWA First Officer who can’t fly too well is still alive, and I
could find him, but why bother when I lack even a U-tube recreation of my chats
with flight crews? It was okay with them to leave the sacred door wide open,
and Bill would peek.
The
allegation(s):
JFK – Lee Harvey had some help
on the ground. (And the Secret Service knew about him, not the “extras”).
RFK – Conspiracy buffs are
right about the autopsy and where Sirhan Sirhan stood. What I can’t disclose is
how he got in the room.
REAGAN – Johnny was not supposed
to hit anybody. However, highly paid cops are willing to help with this sort of
thing. It’s a “lucky shot” from Hinckley into Ronnie. James Brady? Separate
firearm, but why sell any books?
LENNON – I always suspected the
New York City Cops. Wrong! “The doorman did it.” Bay of Pigs man stationed at
the Dakota? Those guys make “scum” a polite term.
The
common theme here is the government’s willingness to put people up to bad
stuff, and the manipulation includes what the conspiracy crowd calls “Mind
Control.” Repeated drugging by “spiking” booze, coffee, or Dr. Pepper helps government
creeps on a “mission.” Tracy Chapman sang about this; I’ve lived it.
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