When the Freedom Fighters started (the first national hemp organization), I enticed the membership to attend pot rallies, starting with the Ann Arbor Hash Bash in early April, with free campgrounds and free food, but the kicker was the medals. For every rally a member attended, they received a really cool Freedom Fighter medal and wearing these soon became a great badge of honor for cannabis activists across the land.
The Freedom Fighters not only ushered in the hemp movement, they brought life back to the rally scene. Because media coverage of rallies was usually intensely negative, and because photos of hippies smoking pot were considered non-productive, NORML had pursued a policy of allowing public pot events to die a quiet death, and instead concentrated on pressing Congress for legal reforms. It was the beginning of a suits versus stoners divide that continues today. My plan was to get everyone to dress up in Colonial-style outfits and waving Betsy Ross flags so we could recapture those sigils to our cause. On the left is the very first Freedom Fighter pin ever forged and Terry Michell made a flag of it and carried that flag around Alaska for a superb counter-intelligence operation resisting attempts to re-criminalize in that state. It was just one of many outstanding missions carried out by our short-lived movement. For a few years every April we met after the Hash Bash for 4:20 council, where we would select the Freedom Fighter of the Year by voice vote. We also threw 4:20 events when we traveled to Rainbow Gatherings, but those Hash Bash 420 councils were probably the first major 420 events outside the three that had happened on Mount Tam in the late 1980′s. And after the park police shut down that event, the Freedom Fighters took over the center of gravity on 420 celebrations. After we were disbanded, that energy moved over to the Cannabis Cup. Within a decade, 420 went global.
With that somewhat long-winded introduction, here’s what the original set of Pot Illuminati pins looks like. It’s hard to tell the difference, but there are three, one PI symbol dipped in gold, one in silver and one in copper. It’s obvious which is which if you look at the backs, but I can plainly see the silver is on the left and gold in the center.
Members receive these membership pins after they sign the official book, which, of course, is made entirely of hemp. Once we have enough members, I’ll start organizing the Opening Ceremonies, which will involve a new direction in performance art based on improvisational energy. I plan to stage the first art orgies in which performers, painters and creators of all types produce spontaneous creations while feeding creative energy to each other through the telepathic airwaves. The reason cannabis is a sacrament is because it aids this creation process and there’s always been a profound link between improvisation and spirituality. I’ve always wondered why so few religions tap into it, although it’s a big part of Zen.
If this sounds like something you might be interested in, send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org, explain your path and what asset you offer our Grand Lodge of the Pot Illuminati and you just might get an invitation to our Opening Ceremonies in New York next spring. Who knows? It might even happen on April 20th at 4:20 PM.
I was getting so disappointed with HBO I was actually thinking about cancelling. Boardwalk Empire started out okay, only I can’t imagine why they didn’t tell the real story of Nucky Johnson’s war with William Randolph Hearst. Now that show has jumped the shark so many times I’ve lost interest. But yesterday I was surfing the documentaries and came across the newly released Toxic Hot Seat.
This is truly an eye-opening revelation. Did you know most house fires are started by cigarettes? The cigarette companies actually had to put chemicals in their products to keep them burning constantly like that. I guess that was to make more money because cigarettes smoke themselves. Notice that spliffs go out right away and don’t burn down any houses, but if you fall asleep with a cigarette in your fingers, you might not wake up. The fire doesn’t kill you because toxic fumes usually get you first.
Back in the early 1970s, the cigarette companies knew they had a serious problem with house fires, so they went after the furniture makers. Instead of making cigarettes safer by eliminating some of the chemical additives, the cigarette companies decided furniture must be made safe from cigarettes. Pretty soon all the foam used in furniture was laced with tons of deadly chemicals, all to make us safer? This was certainly a win-win for the DuPont company. The entire concept was absurd, but we are still paying the price. And it’s a lot higher than you might think.
Yes, much of our furniture is toxic and emits clouds of fumes every time you sit down on your couch, although you can solve this problem by getting a couch made before around 1972. Hard to imagine today, but there was a time when foam had zero chemical additives. If you’re wondering why autism and other mental disorders are epidemic, consider the role of chemical pollution. Some of the worst pollution comes right into our homes disguised as furniture. What makes this situation even more ridiculous is that this toxic furniture turns incredibly more deadly once it catches fire. Yes, the retardant slows down the ability of the foam to flame up….for a few minutes….but once the foam does catch fire, and it will, then those chemicals vaporize and can enter your system easily. Talk to some firefighters about the epidemic of cancer in their profession and they’ll tell you it’s from the vapors created by toxic furniture.
Maybe this documentary can change the situation. There’s no justification for continuing to dump all these toxic chemicals into our homes. We really need a furniture company to come along and stand up against this nonsense. One of the primary chemicals we are talking about is BVO, brominated vegetable oil. And you know something really bizarre? The soft drink manufacturers put BVO into many of the citrus-flavored soft drinks. BVO use in food is banned in most civilized parts of the world, but here in the United States, we let our kiddies lap it up in sugar-laced drinks? And we wonder why some of our kids are having mental problems?
What this country needs is an all-out assault on the chemical industry that keeps making up new toxic molecules every year and dumping them into our homes. There’s been little effort so far to slow down this poisoning. I sure hope this eye-opening documentary starts a groundswell of protest against BVO. And stay away from Mountain Dew, Fanta Orange and Gatorade drinks with citrus. Always check the ingredients because soft drinks containing BVO will list it on all their bottles and cans.
After the Soho Weekly News folded, I went looking for a new place to publish my landmark 1980s uptown-downtown journalism. Ah, yes, the tawdry East Village in the 1980s, a time and place that someday may be as widely celebrated as the Summer of Love in San Francisco, because it was equally revolutionary and exciting.
My first book, Hip Hop, had disappointed me as it looked rushed out and I guess it was. For my next book, I wanted to work more closely with the designer. I noticed the East Village Eye on a newsstand and that caught my eye because I loved the new wave art direction. Soon, I met the publisher Leonard Abrams, and the art director David Allen, who had two other art directors he loved working with, Flick Ford and Brian Spaeth. The illo (above) was drawn by Flick, a portrait of the two of us, based on a photo from the East Village Eye.
I was living on the Upper West Side, where I still reside, a former reporter for the New York Daily News, hanging out mostly with friends from Illinois who had all penetrated the upper ranks of the corporate media world. But suddenly I shifted gears and started hanging out in the East Village almost nonstop for ten years.
I’m shy, so I like extrovert buddies who can start a conversation. Larry Green was my sidekick in high school and he always reminded me of a young Fred Astaire. Very suave and he loved to dance. I remember thinking: odd, a dude in the dance club, but then Larry told me it was the easiest way to meet hot girls.
Well, Flick reminded me of a young James Cagney and he could entertain and sweet talk the opposite sex better than anyone I knew, excepting Chef Ra, and Flick became my sidekick for the next decade. He certainly had a style all his own and I radically adjusted my look just from hanging around with him.
Flick, Brian and I would go on to form the Soul Assassins, a legendary band from the period. We all worked at High Times at one point, and now we’ve gone in different directions, although I think all three of us are doing our best work right now. I’m tremendously impressed with Flick’s latest book, Wild, 75 Freshwater Tropical Fish of the World.
I didn’t catch on to Flick’s obsession with fish until one day when out of the blue he got a small tank for his apartment. I returned a few weeks later and his apartment was filled with huge tanks, fresh and salt water. It’s safe to say the fish were talking to Flick. And what do you think they were saying? Save me?
Of course, that was 30 years ago. Today, Flick is widely recognized as one of the world’s greatest fish painters. He travels the globe catching fish so he can watercolor them straight from the water and then he mostly returns them to their habitat. Wild is an attempt to document the earth’s freshwater phenotypes. I guess you know life began in water so these fish are some of our oldest ancestors. And many are disappearing and have been replaced in captivity by flashy hybrids, which is cool, except what happens when all the original phenotypes are gone? In case of emergency, it’s up to the conservationist to capture, protect and preserve these phenotypes and that’s really what Wild is all about: inspiring a new generation to respect the natural order by honoring the ancestors of the earth. This is not just a book of paintings, however, but an encyclopedic compendium of vital information and includes maps of origin and instructions on captivity.
Here’s Flick’s Rainbow Trout from the Upper Missouri. You can’t really do these images justice with web shots, however. The fish literally jump off the pages and many are so colorful you wonder why anyone felt they needed to be enhanced through breeding. Even more astonishing are the prints and original watercolors Flick carries when he’s on tour. Since that tour is hitting upstate New York next week, I thought I’d give you a heads up on a rare opportunity to meet a colossal talent in person.
Dec. 7, 2013 – Catskill, NY
Dec. 9, 2013- Kingston, NY
Dec. 14, 2013 – Woodstock, NY
Dec. 15, 2013 – Albany, NY
Art exhbition: Jan. 11, 2014 – Woodstock, NY
And check out Flick’s website here: http://www.flickford.com/
If you think the prisons are being privatized, check out the secret services. Ever since Iran-Contra blew a window open on arms and drug smuggling, covert teams formerly run by the CIA started disappearing and reforming under new ownership.
The master of counter-intelligence was James J. Angleton, and to give an idea of his operations, Jay Lovestone (left), the most powerful Marxist in the Labor Movement, was one of his secret agents. Angleton is now an adjective and “Angletonian” means “an overly-complex operation.” To give an example, Angleton created a CIA within the CIA to keep tabs on everyone in the CIA. But then later set-up a CIA within the CIA within the CIA, in his quest to find a suspected mole at the highest levels of government, a mole he never found, unless you count his participation in the JFK assassination cover-up as the removal of the mole.
After being trained by British intelligence, Angleton started work as the Vatican connection to the CIA, but soon picked up the Israeli connection after WWII. Those two power centers are closer than you might think, and even seem to share some of the same bankers. Needless to say, British intelligence has deep connections into both. The CIA was created as a sort of merger of MI6 with Nazi and Vatican spy networks.
After the war, recently arrived Jewish immigrants into New York (people who’d been heavily traumatized and thus excellent subjects for propaganda operations) were recruited into Marxism. This was a heavily-funded project and many were easily led down this path, never mind Marxism never seemed to manifest anything but fascist dictatorships, steel fists with velvet veneers.
Many of our leading universities became breeding grounds where these young Jewish Marxists were trained and indoctrinated for future roles in shaping public policy. In the late sixties, Lyndon LaRouche trolled these grounds to build his private intelligence agency, but the John Birch Society really pioneered this privatization of intelligence. Strange how LaRouche built his network with college-age Jews while the Birchers blocked all Jews from becoming members for years, although both groups came to essentially the same conclusions on world events.
The Neo-Con movement was composed of former Marxists who’d been reconditioned for a new mission: to pave the road to war with Iraq and Afghanistan, never mind those wars nearly bankrupted our nation. Their credibility may be shot, but they still hold six-figure salaries and high positions in finance, government and the media.
Which brings me to this guy: George Friedman. Time magazine started promoting him in 1999. But in 2001, Barron’s put him on the cover and ran a huge puff piece concerning his Austin-based company Statfor, supposedly the world’s most effective private intelligence agency? You might wonder, who is this dude and where did he come from? (First, however, consider the messenger: Barron’s is owned by the News Corp, part of their Dow Jones umbrella along with the Wall Street Journal.)
Friedman was just a lowly political science professor at Dickinson College in Pennsylvania for 20 years, but he must have been some sort of spook because he was giving national security lectures to the Army War College and Air Force’s RAND. He wrote a book called “The Coming War with Japan,” so he has a viable plan on keeping the war economy going just in case the phony Arab boogie-man magic show breaks down and we suddenly need to put a more powerful opponent into play.
And if that wasn’t bona fides enough, along comes Wikileaks releasing a lot of Stratfor email chatter, including a conversation between Stratfor and head of security for Walmart? That must have sold a lot of companies on signing up for Stratfor’s subscription service which costs $40,000 a year. That or the fact Coca-Cola was also revealed as a client.
This is Ken Sensor. He used to work for the FBI and CIA, but now he makes big bucks for Walmart. You know the anti-Walmart websites? Sensor runs some of those because he’s a well-trained spook in the post-Angleton era, and knows the value of counter-intelligence operations. So he has sock puppets on both sides of the divide. Anyway, a Walmart employee in Mexico got a threatening email demanding removal of a new security measure on the website or watch your relatives start dying. Sensor sent the threat, written in Spanish, to Stratfor and got the following response:
Subject: Re: CONFIDENTIAL – Question Regarding Gulf Cartel
Ken –Our initial read –The Spanish grammar and spelling is similar to that used by the Gulf Cartel and Los Zetas, however the excessive use of the ‘z’ leads me to believe it might have been Los Zetas, but that is more a personal hunch than any pictures or other messages I have seen. Have not heard of the this email address or tactic before. There are a lot of bad guys posing as Zetas or Gulf, just for the fear factor, and it could be just some posers. One aspect to consider is narco taxes. Perhaps this person owes money or narco taxes for protection? There is no business in MX untouched by this. If your folks aren’t telling Hqs about it, it would not surprise me.
If you’ve been following this blog, you know I think Wikileaks is an Angletonian-style project and strongly suspect this Wikileaks/Stratfor connection is just a window on the dynamics of building deep intelligence operations. Notice this email actually contains zero useful information, and one wonders why Wikileaks even thinks this is a “leak” of anything at all.
Last year, Max Fisher wrote an amusing story in the Atlantic titled: “Stratfor is a Joke and so is Wikileaks for Taking It Seriously.” Fisher characterized their subscription service as “getting The Economist a week later and several hundred times more expensive.”
It’s probably not a good idea to take on an exalted title like that unless you have some real power to wield and as the director of counterintelligence, Angleton was responsible for a lot of the dirty tricks at CIA during his reign. He’s become the subject of dozens of books and movies, most recently The Good Shepherd, although his multiple connections to the JFK hit never seem to surface in the mainstream media.
Angleton got his powerful post after serving as the Vatican’s CIA liaison during WWII, working closely with Allen Dulles to shield important Nazis who were given new jobs working for US interests after the war. According to Angleton, before getting his promotion, he had to promise Dulles never to put him or any of his Wall Street-connected cronies on lie detectors in order to question them about financial relations with Germany during the war. You see, many US corporations employed neutral countries to trade with the enemy, including Standard Oil, a company owned by Dulles’ cousin David Rockefeller. If you want to get really rich during war, sell to both sides.
Not only did Angleton remain in charge of the important CIA-Vatican connection, he also became the strategic CIA link to Israel and their efficient Mossad, an intelligence agency not hampered by red tape.
The sad reality is that after he got his post, Angleton was swiftly compromised by British double agent Kim Philby, who gleaned many secrets before departing back to England. Philby had spent many nights plying the chain-smoking Angleton with liquor so they could talk shop. The main subject of conversation was the suspected mole inside British intelligence who kept the KGB one step ahead of Angleton, and who might that mole be? Before long, a nest of Soviet spies (the Cambridge 5) was uncovered and a few revealed, although Philby was exonerated and Victor Rothschild never seriously investigated. Philby began working as a journalist covering the Middle East, while secretly reporting to MI6. But in 1961, Anatoliy Golitsyn, a KGB major, defected to the West and established his bona fides by offering up Philby as KGB and part of the Cambridge ring that had been operating since before WWII.
CIA spook William Buckley would write the first major book on how Angleton went crazy after Philby was unmasked. Buckley is Skull & Bones and card carrying member of the oligarchy, just like Angleton, only maybe a little higher on the pecking order. But Golitsyn was a fake defector seeding disinfo. His major thrust was that many highly placed people in Western power were really KGB, just like Philby. Golitsyn even claimed British Prime Minister Harold Wilson was a KGB spy. And he also claimed there was another KGB spy was very high up in the US government as well. Obviously, these rabbit holes served mostly to amp up Angleton’s paranoia. He’d spend the next few years hunting for an imaginary highly-placed mole in Washington DC, and at one point accused just about everyone in power. Did Golitsuyn also finger JFK as well as Wilson? I think this seems pretty likely. Strangely, Golitsyn became an Honorary Commander of the British Empire. And what do you think would have happened if Angleton had written a report saying JFK was a Soviet spy? Would that have justified a national security project to remove JFK from power?
But after JFK was assassinated, along came a real Soviet defector name Yuri Nosenko, who arrived in 1964. Since Nosenko did not concur with much of anything Golitsyn had been saying, and, in fact, was more highly situated and knew more than Golitsyn, Nosenko was held prisoner for four years and tortured continuously and fed LSD and other drugs in an attempt to break him down. And the entire time Angleton kept telling everyone Nosenko was a fake whose only mission was to discredit Golitsyn.
In retrospect Angleton seems borderline incompetent since he’d been played by Philby and Golitsyn. One wonders how Angleton kept his job so long, although keep in mind his files were probably more explosive than J. Edgar Hoover’s.
And then, of course, there’s Angleton’s vast connections to the JFK assassination cover-up. It’s no accident Angleton was named CIA liason with the Warren Commission and swiftly replaced John Whitten as official CIA investigator of the incident. Moves like that are made when a fox is needed to watch the hen house.
The dead bodies piled up pretty quick around Angleton, especially his wife’s best friend Mary Meyer and his former friend Win Scott, the Mexico City CIA station chief who launched his own private investigation into JFK’s assassination, something Angleton seemed desperate to shut down before it got started.
Since the assassination was organized through the CIA’s JM/WAVE station and William Harvey played a key role, it’s critical to consider Angleton’s role in shielding Harvey after JFK ordered him fired. Angleton moved Harvey to Rome and then likely brought him back for the operation. Ted Shackley was running JM/WAVE so he had to know what was going on, as did Richard Helms obviously because he went on to become CIA director. In fact, if you want to know who was involved in some aspect of this coup, just consider who assumes great power in later years. Certainly the Bush family could owe a portion of its rise to prominence through a hidden connection to the coup. Shackley went on to run the Phoenix program in Vietnam with William Colby and that became the largest CIA assassination program in history. I talked to one of the key players involved a few years ago, and he told me that he’d gone back to Vietnam after the war only to discover the man in charge of providing many of the names of those who needed to be assassinated turned out to be a double agent. He later became an important figure in the Vietnamese government. If that’s true, then the people getting assassinated by Phoenix were probably just moderate tribal leaders because once you wipe out the true alphas of any tribe, it leaves the door open to put some corrupt stooges in their place.
Maybe if you connect enough of these dots you realize why the burnt-out shell called Communism was propped in place to justify those incredible military expenditures on both sides? And why was it so easy for the CIA to whack their President but so impossible to whack Fidel Castro? Since JFK and RFK started working for world peace in 1963, one wonders if they even understood the nature of the game they were involved in. You can pick either side of the managed dialectic, but peace is never an option when your nation is run by the National Security State.
On the morning of November 9th, 1963, two weeks before JFK was assassinated, right-wing extremist Joseph Milteer was in a Miami hotel room talking with Willie Somerset, an undercover police informant who happened to be wearing a wire. This conversation was turned over to the FBI immediately, although it would not surface publicly until four years later. Here is what Milteer had to say:
[Killing Kennedy] “was in the working” and would be accomplished “from an office building with a high-powered rifle”….that could be “disassembled” to get it into the building and they will “pick someone up within hours if anything like that happened just to throw the public off.” Milteer also mentioned “the Cubans” were involved.
Did you know JFK visited Miami within a few days of this conversation, and word of this potential assassination was well-known to the local police who enacted extra precautions to protect the President when he arrived on November 18? Probably the conspirators intended to kill JFK in Miami since the assassination was being run through the CIA’s JM/WAVE station there. But zero precautions were taken to protect the President a few days later in Dallas? This seems extremely suspicious given the precise details provided by Milteer. Maybe you know Frank Sturgis was accused by Marita Lorenz of driving a car with high-powered rifles and scopes in the trunk from Miami to Dallas right before the assassination? Apparently they returned to Miami by plane the day before the assassination after delivering the weapons used to kill Kennedy. Immediately before and after the assassination, Milteer was contacted by the FBI and afterwards openly celebrated the President’s death. He later told Somerset: “I guess you thought I was kidding when I said Kennedy would be killed from an office building with a high-powered rifle.”
Don Adams was the rookie FBI agent sent to interview Milteer before and after the assassination although he was severely limited by his bosses to asking only five questions, which struck Adams as extremely odd given the situation. In fact, the FBI seemed more interested in sweeping this incident under a rug than exploring how Milteer got his information. Adams was supposed to determine where Milteer was during the assassination, but could not conclusively establish his whereabouts during that week. Adams would eventually write a book about his investigation, one that was severely critical of the Warren Commission.
Here’s a photo of someone who looks like Milteer standing along the parade route in Dealey Plaza, as if he’d come to watch the assassination. That fluffy hairstyle seems unmistakeable doesn’t it? If so, I’d imagine Milteer attended some sort of celebration later that day. Clint Murchison held a big one on his ranch, but I’m sure there were others as many on the right hated JFK with a purple passion.
But if you delve into Milteer’s connections, you can uncover how he came to his inside information because he was the leading right-wing organizer in Georgia and helped establish both the National States Rights Party and the Constitution Party there. Among his cohorts was General Pedro del Valle, the first Puerto Rican to rise to the top of the US military, and someone later put in charge of ITT in Latin America. Del Valle fought in the Banana Wars that made South and Central America more exploitable to Wall Street bankers.
If you’ve been paying attention to my posts over the last month, you realize the John Birch Society played an important role in Kennedy’s assassination. H.L. Hunt was a major source of funding for that organization. And if you delve into the Birchers, you find a mix of rich industrialists and high-ranking military. When the Pentagon was created right before WWII, they already knew a world war was coming and the economic power in America shifted almost immediately to this newly-formed military-industrial complex, the very alliance President Eisenhower warned us against while departing office. After WWII, the CIA, our American Gestapo, was created and became the covert military force responsible for assassinating heads of state around the world if they believed too much in democracy and were soft on Communism.
Did you know Henry Kissinger believed the Joint Chiefs were a bunch of dummies easily be manipulated through propaganda? One mystery for me is trying to figure who on the right-wing knew Communism was a scam from day one, a complex set of dogmas used to mind control a generation so they could be more easily pitted against other dialectically-driven oppositional forces like Fascism and Christianity? Russia was a burnt-out rusted shell with no spare parts after WWII, and not in a position to threaten the US in any way. But they were transformed into this sinister boogie-man through propaganda.
Milteer was obviously a true-believer who sincerely believed the Birch propaganda, which claimed Communism was set-up by the Rockefellers and Rothschilds to turn the world socialistic. But the name of this game has never been to create a unified one-world anything, but to milk conflict for profit. Since WWII we have existed on a perpetual war economy. To create conflict you need opposing sides. But both the socialist movement and the Communist movement were being directed by spooks to inflame the conflict. It never mattered which side you joined, as long as you stayed within the boundaries of this managed dialectic.
Tague was an car salesman who got stuck in traffic on Main Street in Dealey Plaza. In order to see what was causing the gridlock, he momentarily stepped out of his car expecting to see an accident blocking traffic ahead, but quickly realized it was JFK’s motorcade just passing through the plaza.
Tague was standing near the triple overpass when he heard the sound of a firecracker. After another firecracker went off, something stung his cheek. Then Tague noticed people taking cover all around the plaza. The President’s limo sped up and raced through the underpass. Tague was sure the two shots had come from the grassy knoll. But when he walked in that direction, a policeman stopped him, and commented on the flecks of blood on his cheek and asked Tague where he’d been standing during the shooting. The policeman quickly located a section of curb that had obviously been damaged by a bullet. The blood on Tague’s face was caused by a fragment of concrete kicked up by a missed shot.
Now this was pretty solid and important evidence and pretty soon that section of curb was removed for further study. However, years later, when Tague wanted to examine the curb, he noticed the bullet scar had been filled in by an unknown substance, rendering it fairly useless as evidence. Obviously, since no one was shooting from the Texas School Book Depository, where Oswald was located, the trajectory of this bullet could have been easily traced to the Dal-Tex building. Of course, once you admitted there was a shooter there, the case against Oswald as a lone assassin fell apart.
Here’s an interesting map that shows where Tague was standing. In this diagram, it shows shots being fired from the School Book Depository. That never happened. There were three shooters, one was actually located in a storm drain on Elm Street under the overpass. This was where Johnny Roselli says he fired the first shot, which hit JFK in the throat. I don’t think Tague heard any shots from the Dal-Tex building, one of which was responsible for nicking him, because that building was located too far from him. The third shooter was located behind the fence on the grassy knoll. So the only shots Tague heard were likely from Roselli and Files.
This map is accurate, however, concerning where Tague was standing, and you can see the line drawn from his spot to the Dal-Tex building. Had that section of curb been left in place and studied, I am quite sure the location of the Dal-Tex shooter could have been conclusively proven.
Over the years, Tague became a bit of a haunted man, like others who witnessed this crime, many of whom could not fathom why their country was covering up evidence instead of swiftly moving forward to seek justice. He wrote a couple of books, and the most recent one pointed a finger at LBJ and the Texas oil crew that put LBJ into power. Tague never really looked deeply into the CIA’s JM/WAVE station, or the critical role James Angleton played in the cover-up.
Recently, Tague tried to attend the 50th anniversary ceremony in Dealey Plaza, but was refused admittance, obviously because he believes in a wider conspiracy beyond Oswald. How strange is it that a man wounded during the killing of a President is not even allowed to attend the official ceremony of the event 50 years later? It just goes to show what a tight lid they still keep on this story.
I hope the youth of America will keep looking into this tragic event, because it provides a window on how power really operates in the USA. And once you start to question the JFK assassination and cover-up, it’s an easy step to start re-examining the lies of 9/11 since the two events have striking parallels.