04-05-2011, 02:24 PM
You can say what you want about my stuff but it isn't guff, and I didn't get it from Morrow or anyone else. I started it with a three-part series in Tom Valentine's The National Exchange in 1977, and provided their essentials to Congressman Henry Gonzalez for his investigation but it never got a mention in the HUAC investigation, even in its massive bibliography of mostly guff.
As for Jim D. and his associates, especially Jim Marrs, they tried to make out in its speical edition in January 1996 that I was the one who claimed that the FBI memo, linking Nixon and Ruby, was actually genuine, thanks to my extensive research of them.
I wish it were true that I helped get the bastard out of the White House, but I never had any role in obtaining the fake memo or testing it despite Marrs lies in Crossfire. And I would have sued him for so claiming if I had known about it but it was way too late by the time I discovered their plotting.
Actually, it was all an effort to set me up for murder when I kept complaining to Clinton and his Justice Department, cozying up to not only Nixon but also Helms and Haig, fellow conspirators - what almost succeeded when I was poisoned during the period March 1995 to July 1996 in Portugal, thanks to the efforts of people like the American Ambassador there, CIA resident Michael Thomas, and others.
For more, see the two articles I wrote recently about the Agency's efforts to kill and/or entrap me.
As for Jim D. and his associates, especially Jim Marrs, they tried to make out in its speical edition in January 1996 that I was the one who claimed that the FBI memo, linking Nixon and Ruby, was actually genuine, thanks to my extensive research of them.
I wish it were true that I helped get the bastard out of the White House, but I never had any role in obtaining the fake memo or testing it despite Marrs lies in Crossfire. And I would have sued him for so claiming if I had known about it but it was way too late by the time I discovered their plotting.
Actually, it was all an effort to set me up for murder when I kept complaining to Clinton and his Justice Department, cozying up to not only Nixon but also Helms and Haig, fellow conspirators - what almost succeeded when I was poisoned during the period March 1995 to July 1996 in Portugal, thanks to the efforts of people like the American Ambassador there, CIA resident Michael Thomas, and others.
For more, see the two articles I wrote recently about the Agency's efforts to kill and/or entrap me.