27-10-2012, 03:32 AM
There is a flash of spark in the back and forth between Mark and David which sheds light.
Earlier I found Albert to be consistently expressing that the failure to support the Piper elevation of Israel to status of sole sponsor was attributable to disappointing scores on the MENSA test (Mossad Exclusively Named as Sole Assassin).
I am not convinced but I have bookmarked Final Judgment: Mossad and Assassination.
A friend from Israel was trying to establish whether Jack Ruby had visited. In Piper it wasn't apparent, but the implication Ruby was Mossad was waved as a fan in a dance, not unlike the topic of Israel and China trafficking in nuclear weapons technology.
Just last night a young fellow of the generation continually amusing us on Leno's Man in the Street by failing to correctly identify any member of any administration as the years go by expressed his conviction LBJ did it.
I said fine, then read these three books (Zirbel, McClellan, Nelson) call this Morrow in Austin and have him talk your head off and then I'll tell you why I don't see it as a possibility.
Piper has his Israel, Morrow his LBJ, apparently North now veers into the Mob along with the Waldron cauldron bubble bubble Thom Heartburn trouble.
I sense that the impatience of "49 years!" drives what the English teacher quoted as "the foolish consistency . . . hobgoblin of little minds"--we don't need to be in such a rush to close doors--we should be opening doors.
Consider Dulles; was he playing tennis with buxom twins or taking a call from an earlier Vlad. He'd pooh pooh the threat of Hitler, get him a loan, abet his attempted assassination--what's an assassination here or there when the clients need to see some results--hire his spooks--and McCloy would place Klaus Barbie in witness protection doing a Marlene Dietrich tribute act in a club in Colonia Dignidad.
No one can read Unspeakable, and/or Breach, or any of a number of others, say, Russell's Man Who, and say there is no proof. Unless one means there is no proof of the official propaganda.
Treat yourself to the Barry Krusch steamroller treatment of the two shells, three shells, found, marked, not marked, not identified, sent to FBI in DC and Dallas PD at the same time, and lay it side by side with Oswald not in the place where Dunkel sells donuts--what if they had a theme park and the theme became extinct.
A word on lingo: the ad man advised they work in slogans, pints, quarts would be too much, the deluge of the perennial Riverdance following a pull quote is an effective lubricant to force the eye further down the page.
Is it resistance to the truth, something Jack Nicholson gave two minutes to American Rhetoric in A Few Good Men or is it eschewing the rerun of Niagara Arguments, "Nothing left of your point but one leg and a barrel stave"
Don't close it, please--that would (at the risk of being obvious) be granting the wish of a (hypothetical) disruptor.
Earlier I found Albert to be consistently expressing that the failure to support the Piper elevation of Israel to status of sole sponsor was attributable to disappointing scores on the MENSA test (Mossad Exclusively Named as Sole Assassin).
I am not convinced but I have bookmarked Final Judgment: Mossad and Assassination.
A friend from Israel was trying to establish whether Jack Ruby had visited. In Piper it wasn't apparent, but the implication Ruby was Mossad was waved as a fan in a dance, not unlike the topic of Israel and China trafficking in nuclear weapons technology.
Just last night a young fellow of the generation continually amusing us on Leno's Man in the Street by failing to correctly identify any member of any administration as the years go by expressed his conviction LBJ did it.
I said fine, then read these three books (Zirbel, McClellan, Nelson) call this Morrow in Austin and have him talk your head off and then I'll tell you why I don't see it as a possibility.
Piper has his Israel, Morrow his LBJ, apparently North now veers into the Mob along with the Waldron cauldron bubble bubble Thom Heartburn trouble.
I sense that the impatience of "49 years!" drives what the English teacher quoted as "the foolish consistency . . . hobgoblin of little minds"--we don't need to be in such a rush to close doors--we should be opening doors.
Consider Dulles; was he playing tennis with buxom twins or taking a call from an earlier Vlad. He'd pooh pooh the threat of Hitler, get him a loan, abet his attempted assassination--what's an assassination here or there when the clients need to see some results--hire his spooks--and McCloy would place Klaus Barbie in witness protection doing a Marlene Dietrich tribute act in a club in Colonia Dignidad.
No one can read Unspeakable, and/or Breach, or any of a number of others, say, Russell's Man Who, and say there is no proof. Unless one means there is no proof of the official propaganda.
Treat yourself to the Barry Krusch steamroller treatment of the two shells, three shells, found, marked, not marked, not identified, sent to FBI in DC and Dallas PD at the same time, and lay it side by side with Oswald not in the place where Dunkel sells donuts--what if they had a theme park and the theme became extinct.
A word on lingo: the ad man advised they work in slogans, pints, quarts would be too much, the deluge of the perennial Riverdance following a pull quote is an effective lubricant to force the eye further down the page.
Is it resistance to the truth, something Jack Nicholson gave two minutes to American Rhetoric in A Few Good Men or is it eschewing the rerun of Niagara Arguments, "Nothing left of your point but one leg and a barrel stave"
Don't close it, please--that would (at the risk of being obvious) be granting the wish of a (hypothetical) disruptor.