Your Not Humble
Don't tell me you are not IMPRESSED! That was the phrase on a t-shirt of one of the ladies over at Women's Hearth, a drop in center, clearing house, if you will for services, to women either on the streets, homeless, or low income . . . I went there for free lunch, that was fixed and served by Ladies of the Sacred Heart, or something like that, I didn't listen last night as my friend was telling me about the food bank, that comes once a week, and then the dinner being served after that. But, I started my day, as I did yesterday, going to the ChasClinic, here in Spokane, to see if I could get one of the J.P. Morgan cards, that my friend has, with $100 or so of cash, so I can survive a bit above the shelter, like maybe go to McDonald's to get a $1.00 Diet Coke, that I can refill, while I type my blog, in some place other than the mall or the library. I don't feel good about, trespassing, just crashing the joint, using their internet service, and not ordering something.
Yesterday, when I first met with one of of the intake, people, she didn't know about the J.P. Morgan card, and said she should have, so she called a few fellow workers who would know about that, mentioning that would be great service, and they should know about it. No body had heard a thing. She told me the Washington state I.D. would be no big deal, you get a voucher, and get the I.D. at a reduced price, and an expedited service, through DHS . . . great, that is what I need more than anything, because if I were to die, nobody would know who I am, because as of two weeks ago, all my identification of any form, had been stolen, and I was really in deep shit, and very vulnerable. No problem, and I needed to meet with Rebecca. She handed me a small simple form that she had filled out for me, all but my name. The second I wrote my name in the blank, she got a blank look on her face, and ask me to go out in the hall and wait for Rebecca, which I did. I told her I would got hunt down, Peggy Sue Petersen or Shaw, so she could tell them who helped her get the card and how to do it . . . but I couldn't find Peggy Sue, because the Women's Hearth didn't open until 10:30 a.m., rather than the earlier hours it normally did. Katerina, came out into the hall to call another client, and I told her that I could find, Peggy Sue, and she then asked me if I could come back tomorrow, because Rebecca was very busy. Sure.
Today, everything was just out of my reach, I had to be in their system, and I wasn't, go good luck, try the DOL, and maybe they could help me . . . but she originally got a form out, and asked me strangely enough, if I had used any other name while in the state. No, I had only been here about a week and a few days, but, no, JoAnn S. Secrist, is my name, as if had I told her I would go by another name, she would be glad to help me, and I bet she would! Now, what is even more interesting, is the fact that I tried to go on Monday, but there was a note on the door that the clinic would be closed that day for staff meeting. When I told Peggy Sue that I would have to return the next day, she looked puzzled, and said, that's weird, they have never done that before . . . surveillance, knew I was going there, and for what, but it wasn't until I told them my name, that everything changed, or if I used another name, I could be helped. Like clockwork, like ABC, if I meet someone new, and they tell me to do this, my enemies, run and have the duplicate, that makes the most sense, go and show up before I do . . . but only if they beat me, so due to the fact that I have stayed at the shelter, on at least two other occassions, the surveillance team, would have already been to the service, or on Monday, made a large donation, to shut them up, or at least that is the trend.
Sarah B., Wanted Me to Help Her With a Fine of $6,000 She Owed the Court
I meet this girl at the clinic, she hears that I am an attorney, and she goes off on this fine, the charges, the facts, and her boyfriend the cops, and she can't get ahead, lost her son to an ex, and could attend school, in a week or so, if she didn't get some relief with this fine, that the courts, wanted her to pay, $500 per month and she only got $200 per month, so it was impossible. I told her I would be glad to see what I could do, and to meet me Sunday night at 5:00 p.m., so we had a good 2 and a half hours, so I could get the facts, then check the law, the next day. Now, she had told me, that she had left the shelter, and was so glad to be back, and was never leaving, until she got her life in control, so I was not only shocked that she blew off the free legal help, but she never came back to the shelter either . . . my first thought, after David (Michael) being killed, and not the first, was that they had offed her.
But Peggy Sue, who knows the ropes, happened to be at the court house, two days later, and she said, she saw Sarah B. there, at the clerk's counter, doing something . . . probably offered her a bribe, as they do everyone, trying to keep me out of the courts, because I write briefs, which I would have done for her, that are United States Supreme Court level, and put your average attorney to shame, and it is then harder to cover my tracks, as is the case with Georgeanna Hartung, of Kalispell, Montana, wrote the first brief, 20 something pages, and did an appearance in court, with the judge of record, having an emergency, and a CIA, judge stepping in.
The second brief, they had gotten to Georgeanna, and told her she, could actually take credit for the second, even stronger brief, In the Interest of Dorothy Darrow, her mother, she either did that or said that a duplicate did everything I did, and we have never been friends since, and she appears to be, not only, a former friend, but an enemy, working with the cops, or whomever, and now her son, David, whom I rented from in Kalispell, was last seen creeping around, watching me, day after day, while I waited for the bus, or just popping up out of now where, but definently spying on me! So, this has been the pattern really since the day, they took my house, in St. George, the day before I was to fly to Denver, to argue my $357 million case, against the state of Utah, the gov., the AG, and about 9 other department heads and attorneys, in the Brock securities case!
One Year of Stripping Me to the Bone--They are Bad to the BONE!
Then I told her that over the course of the last year, that the DMV in Great Falls, Montana, kept my Utah's driver license, when I registered the car I bought, allegedly from a Mike Hall, but allegedly, they would not let me actually register the car in my name, they did let me pay for the registration, and my name was included under the guys name, rather than mine, because, allegedly he needed to get a new title, before it could go in my name. Now, while I was perusing the 200 choices, of license plates, and trying to color coordinate one of them with my dark blue, navy car, I may, in all fairness have just forgot to grab the license off the counter; however, when I called Mike, after realizing that I had either left it there, or that they had been instructed, not to give it back to me, but I asked him if he would simply run over and pick it up for me . . . he never did. Later, after a few months, I actually made it back to Great Falls, and they could not find my license in their lost and found, nor allegedly could they pull up on their computer, the registration, either under my name, nor Mike's . . . but they did have many lost driver licenses, but mine was not one of them?
Later, that car, after I did a scathing constitutional analysis of Utah's practice of license plate scanning, making millions of dollars for the state, and I admonished the Utah Legislatures, or several member of the law making body, who were considering purchasing new scanners, that could violate about double the number of citizens, 4th amendment rights that the previous scanner had, but two days later, that car was blown up, not destroying it, with a pipe bomb, while I was getting off at the 13th East exit, right off I-80. That car, distinct, because the guy, I originally dealt with on the phone was a Ford Taurus collector, and he had pimped the car out with chrome on the car over the wheels, so the car was different that any other one like it, but I saw the car, up at the Outlaw Inn, where Jack or John Strode, (Ware?) was staying in Kalispell, Montana, where a co-conspirator was staying, one of theirs, if not the ring leader in that area, a RED, Retired & Extremely Dangerous, with one of my duplicates, who was driving the car, I had been driving when I met him, and, I had suspected, that while I was going back and forth between Utah and Montana, finishing my cases, and closing out my law practice, and having attended a meeting with the ACLU, and medical marijuana growers who were awaiting sentencing, after getting caught between a rock and a hard spot, with the FBI raiding the growers, after the legislature, had decided to not quit rescind the law, but rework the law. So legal at 5:00 p.m. and illegal at 6:00 p.m., even though President Obama, through U.S. Attorney General, Eric Holder, told the states to back off the federal prosecutions, but to follow the individual state's laws, 9th and 10th amendment, recognition.
But, I suspected Shelley or Kay were up their claiming they were me, because I wrote a bad ass con law chick, analysis, after telling the crowd at the Whitefish Library, late October, after seeing the film documentary, Code of the West, on Montana's battle over medical marijuana, and almost got killed, or allegedly did, on that run out of the state, with a posting on the Internet, allegedly as told to me by some Marines, who followed my emails, that circulated to about 10,000 at that time, that I was reported dead, so the duplicate claimed the car I was driving, was with one of the only people I met at that time, and now had my driver license! Oh, Sam Farmer, was the back up, when I questioned Jack, he was always either covering questions, or at McDonald's, so when I showed up at John's apartment, he could say it was one of the doubles or duplicates. That was level one of the fleecing of my I.D.
I Could Still Get on a Plane With My Picture ID from the Utah State Bar Association . . . Which I Specifically Asked for a Picture, Because I Knew that I.D. Theft Was Going on Back Then in 2009, 10, 11, 12, and 13
Even though, they stole my case, I had all the I.D. I needed to continue to be me, as strange as that may sound. And I think they, wondered how I was still getting around without a car, getting down to serve my clients, in St. George, Utah, and flying, they had my picture I.D. which was a big risk to Shelley or Kay, or the double using my driver license, Rachel is the only one look wise who could pull it off, or Shelley with a WIG! She is dark and I am blonde, Kay is dark, but wigs and plastic surgery can do a lot! So, Howard Pryor, my black, La Cordon Bleu chef buddy, who took me up to work at Glacier National Park with him, at the Swiftcurrent Lodge, summer of 2013, on the way up, said, after hearing my tails of woe, well, how do I even know you really are an attorney, and he suspected me of having $500,000 in the bank, not, that would be one of my doubles, duplicates, or my self outside of self, other than morals, ethic, mind, and cool, so I pulled out my Utah State Bar Card, easy proof positive that I was, in fact, just who I said, I was, now he has either crossed over to the dark side, or he was one of theirs all the way along, but I am sure he would deny that too, because that is what they are paid to do!
At that same time, I pulled out my Medicare Insurance Card, and showed him that to dispel any thoughts that he might have that they had poisoned me, and stole 8 years of my life. He was taken back by that not really a card, but a light card board, 1/3rd of a white paper, with very definite, U.S. government type markings on it, with my signature, etc. He had been on SSI, for a short time and his remark was, that is hard to get . . . so? You see if some FBI agent, comes up and flashes a badge at, say, Howard, if he isn't an agent himself, and says, JoAnn Secrist is under investigation, and we really think that she is impersonating, Shelley Southwick Anderson Yeamen or whomever, that compliance thing kicks in and people are afraid to question authority, especially blacks, which he was! So if he was working for them, he found out how I was still getting on air planes, needing a picture I.D. to get through security!
Last 4th of July, a Friend, with a New Roommate, Said, Let's Go Honor the Vets
Great idea, so for the first time in months, because I came back to Helena, after returning from Utah, and my clients, after people refusing to let me see Howard, on my return to Glacier a week later, I stopped in at the new house my friend, Susan Brown, I think, her father is the Davenport, who donated all the turf for the Carroll College football field in Helena, just the type of person, they would come in contact with covering up my exposures, either at the shelter, or the Capital, testifying, or writing on the medical marijuana, or whatever, but Susan's father was a big time Republican, and she knew Shirley Herron, that doesn't sound right, but the former, now, but at the time, Federation of Republican Women's President, last year, when I spoke at the 2013, Constitution Day training, talking about the 1,2, and 4th amendments. However, even Shirley, who originally asked me to speak on September 17, Constitution Day, I believe was contacted, and probably Rachel, at that time, spoke on that day, and she changed the date to September 27, 2013, 10 days later, which surprised me, but she is also a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution, as I kind of am, with the St. George, chapter, asking me to join, and run the Constitution committee, with 4 of my relatives having fought in the war, and them doing all the geneology, so Shirley, may have legitimately had a conflict with that organization that day.
But, the night before the 4th, Susan introduced me to her new roommates, a guy and girl, who were engaged to be married, Sue was good at picking up stray cats, and she had a good heart, so it didn't surprise me, but later that night, the guy was arrested, and put in jail. Nice way to get girlfriend on board, with the theft and the cover-up. I left my purse home, for the first time, and went with Sue to the VA hospital, gladly, crying the whole time I was there, she had to do the talking for both of us. But, that day when I got back, or the next day, I noticed that my Utah State Bar Card was now gone! I had had it in my purse, for 5 fucking years, since I got my license renewed, October 1, 2009, but I got the picture I.D. around June, when I married, the fake, double, duplicate of Allan Rex Bess in 2012, because I was suspicious of Shelley and Allan, and that they were trying to knock me off, like they did, Allan.
The old bar card was just like a white credit card, with a gold sticker with the new year. I think I first got my picture taken, and card, with JoAnn Bess-Secrist, and there was a big hassle, so I figured they were going to capitalize on that now, and say I was a different JoAnn, so I had them do another card, and put JoAnn S. Secrist, back without the Bess, and I had to fight them to get the Bess off, it took several time . . . Frank of InterPol, aka. Allan Rex Bess, from the time we got married, June 9, 2012, I believe, tried to get me to give up the Brock case, and all of my other cases, basically giving up the practice of law . . . oh, hell no . . . and he turned into a real ass from that point on!
I Still Had that Pesky Medicare Card! And My Social Security Card, Not to Mention My Truck Insurance Card!
I lost that while I was down in Las Vegas, feeling safe and secure, that the thieves had forgotten a rather key piece of evidence that was hard to get, as Howard had said. The thing that is interesting, is that I tried to get a hold of Howard for about a year, after I quit, going up to see him in Glacier, even had the girl at the Greyhound station in Butte, Montana, look him up on Facebook, which I signed up for and forgot my password, years earlier, but I knew that Howard did it. We tracked him down, working at the ranch I wanted to get a job at, when we both went to the job fair the Park offered, that was hiring winter help and was closer to Bozeman, a bed and breakfast type dude ranch. So, just before I went to Vegas, on a lark, due to strange stuff happening in Kalispell, including Howard, who had never contacted me, even after the Facebook, thing in the spring, Howard, shows up, at the McDonald's, while I was typing my blog about 2 former Utah Attorney Generals getting charged or indicted on corruption charges, so August or end of July . . . and then the key piece of evidence, that only he knew existed, or that anyone but myself had seen, magically comes up missing, just weeks later, if not days, because, I tried to use it as ID, for buying a ticket on Greyhound, first to go to Parowan, then down to Vegas, when things got dicey in Parowan, coincidental, I don't think so . . . so, here I sit, without any I.D. whatsoever, other than my Walmart Money Card, which I sent cousin, Edward, in Vegas, a request for him to load $100 of the $200 I gave him on the 20th, for food, but left that night, or the next one . . . amazing how they just don't seem to get those emails!
Oswald's Duplicate, Whisked Out Back of Theater, Flown to Roswell, New Mexico . . . as Crazy as UFOs Seem to Be!
It has been 50 years, plus, since, Lee Harvey Oswald, was blamed as the lone shooter, in the Kennedy Assassination, and I am sure the CIA, FBI and NSA, and their double, duplicates and dopplegangers, have become even better, more sophisticated, than they were November 22, 1963, don't you think, and they did a marginal job then, but, they got away with it! Over 70% of the people in the U.S. think that the assassination was a conspiracy, that reached up to the highest levels of government. I would agree, especially from my experience. In the book, CROSSFIRE, written by Jim Marrs, and a video on YouTube, at least for the second, before they read this blog, while I am writing it, burying it so you don't get to see it, making it look like I am making this up . . . he goes into great detail about a guy he interviewed, who owned a craft story or convenience store, close to the theater where the cops, found Oswald, or allegedly Oswald, who said he saw the cops, take Oswald out the back door of the theater, but a little beat up, and Marrs, said, that couldn't have been Oswald, because, he was taken out the front door of the theater, then the store owner said, then who did I see? He looked a lot like Oswald! Then another guy on a plane, stopped at Love Field Airport in Dallas, and picked up I believe it was 3 men, and made an emergency trip to Roswell, New Mexico, the sightings and studying of UFO's, in addition to area 51, in Nevada.
Marrs, the Author of CROSSFIRE, and a Private Investigator from Dallas, Said, There Is Evidence, That Oswald's, Older Brother, Robert, Was CIA!
People are creatures of habit; governments are creatures of habit, what worked once, with Lee Harvey Oswald, probably has been used, time and time again, to control, use, kill, set up, frame, make disappear, or whatever it takes, which is the motto for the Patriot Act--do whatever it takes, without limits, without exceptions, most likely with roots, back before Kennedy's assassination, probably used for centuries, with all the connections to secret societies, ancient orders, Illuminati, being formed, literally the same year as the Declaration of Independence was signed, declaring a new America, with the yokes and chains of King George taken off from around the necks of a new country with visionary men, 28 lawyers, in that group, who envisioned a sort of Utopia, if you will. But, as it goes with anything that is good, you have opposition, for there is opposition in all things . . . President John Kennedy and his brother, Bobby, the U.S. Attorney General, were gunning to take down corruption, end war, work with our alleged enemies, on space, technology, etc. The opposing faction, the Johnsons, the Bushes, the Hoovers, the CIA, which is were the rock bottom conflict comes in, fucking wanted, WAR! MONEY! & POWER!
My father, was formerly a member of the Office of Strategic Intelligence, in the Office of Strategic Service, that morphed into the CIA, or the Central Intelligence Agency. A few years ago, at Christmas, I was looking through my father's stash of candy in his closet, and noticed, a brand new black baseball hat, with the gold embossed letters of, OSI . . . where did he get that, was it made specifically for him, by Rachel's former nanny, Nicole, who worked with the Air Force, in their sexual assault unit, doing semi-legal investigations, and who tried to block efforts I was making in Rachel's divorce case, being late, running 7 minutes to the deadline, even volunteering to go into court, when I went in chambers with the judge! She may be a big shot in the military courts, but she was jack shit here, and I probably made her feel that way, because we seemed to be fucking up things, even back then. But that seems pretty expensive to have just one hat made up. About the time that I started to come out of the Pick's Disease, miraculously, Rachel, Shelley, and Isaac, all disappeared for about two years, or at least I never saw them, even living next door to my parents, before moving in Rachel's house after see got a divorce, December 18, 2009, having got an exception to the 90 day waiting period in Utah, before a divorce was granted, and she took off and was married to Kay Mooseman, in Las Vegas, within 4 hours of the divorce being granted, and not even signed until Monday, December 21, 2009, getting one of the doubles out of town, and this was the same day, I blasted in the first brief, later amended, in the Brock et al v. Herbert et al, case . . . nobody, would suspect that a family could, would, do this to another family member, such was probably the case with Oswald!
(Note: I am at the Spokane Library on the 2nd floor, and it is 3:08 p.m., and to my surprise, much like yesterday, my computer, while plugged into the charger is actually loosing power, and I only have 14 minutes left . . . same thing happened yesterday; it didn't matter what I did, or what plug I used, the energy was and is draining . . . WHY? NSA, doesn't like what I am writing? The guy, is suspect is an undercover agent, just showed up here, about an hour ago, I think, the feds, think I am lying about my age, think I am too young to be 59, too young to be writing about Kennedy, Rachel was probably just born at that time, or shortly before, Shelley was born in 1953, and I was born in 1954, Sue was born in 1956 . . . so we are all very close, but I by far, look much younger than them, and most people think I am younger than Rachel, nice, unless you are trying to prove who you are, and the face doesn't fit the date! LOL!)
Conspiracy Central, signing in again, downstairs, where there is a Shelley look a like, but my computer works with this electrical outlet, some reason, "they" want me downstairs? I got a note pop up when I turned the computer on, don't know if it is significant or not, but, it was on a light brown text box, and it said: Invalid page ID: 52296524916117710, and then at the bottom of the text box in blue, underline, it said close . . . I didn't want to hit the close, because I have heard, that is how someone hacks in on your computer, is some object or note pops up, and when you hit it, that allows the previously blocked party into your document! So, I didn't do it, nor do I, if I can avoid it . . . maybe that was why my battery was draining even plugged in, they needed to hack in, so they drained it upstairs in the library, forcing me to get on another computer, with the note and make me think I needed to "close" before proceeding, just a thought!
(Note: I am at the Spokane Library on the 2nd floor, and it is 3:08 p.m., and to my surprise, much like yesterday, my computer, while plugged into the charger is actually loosing power, and I only have 14 minutes left . . . same thing happened yesterday; it didn't matter what I did, or what plug I used, the energy was and is draining . . . WHY? NSA, doesn't like what I am writing? The guy, is suspect is an undercover agent, just showed up here, about an hour ago, I think, the feds, think I am lying about my age, think I am too young to be 59, too young to be writing about Kennedy, Rachel was probably just born at that time, or shortly before, Shelley was born in 1953, and I was born in 1954, Sue was born in 1956 . . . so we are all very close, but I by far, look much younger than them, and most people think I am younger than Rachel, nice, unless you are trying to prove who you are, and the face doesn't fit the date! LOL!)
Conspiracy Central, signing in again, downstairs, where there is a Shelley look a like, but my computer works with this electrical outlet, some reason, "they" want me downstairs? I got a note pop up when I turned the computer on, don't know if it is significant or not, but, it was on a light brown text box, and it said: Invalid page ID: 52296524916117710, and then at the bottom of the text box in blue, underline, it said close . . . I didn't want to hit the close, because I have heard, that is how someone hacks in on your computer, is some object or note pops up, and when you hit it, that allows the previously blocked party into your document! So, I didn't do it, nor do I, if I can avoid it . . . maybe that was why my battery was draining even plugged in, they needed to hack in, so they drained it upstairs in the library, forcing me to get on another computer, with the note and make me think I needed to "close" before proceeding, just a thought!
LIFE IS IN THE DETAILS
On the Issue of Multiple Oswalds or JoAnns, Marrs Refers the Reader or Listener to John Armstrong's, Unpublished Book--Harvey & Lee
I am not sure how you read or look up an unpublished book, maybe it was written by a friend of Marr's, and he had selective people look a the book, but the first time I officially, heard, kind of off the record, but pretty reliable, other they myself, trying to piece together bits and pieces, of what was happening to me, was the day I was sworn into the U.S. Supreme Court, and I was over getting gas, at a gas station, just a block or two from the Capitol Building, and having raced to the Capitol, knowing full well, when Frank of InterPol, my bogus husband, loyal to Shelley, or the multiples, would be hot on my ass, the second he heard I was off and running to the Court, back in Washington, D.C., so I took off, without telling anyone, but as usual, without money, only stopping in a town, close to Grand Junction, Colorado, Lumberg, or something like that, where my client who owed me several thousand dollars, lived, and I stopped to get a couple of hundred dollars from her, between 9 and 10:00 p.m., but with a few hour head start . . . and she had to be the one who told Frank aka Allan, and the race was on, me ahead, them trailing, until Brock & Associates, stopped me in Kansas for about 3 to 5 hours, so they could make up the time, by acting like a financial planning organization, just couldn't figure out how to wire me money, or send a money card to another state!
But anyway, a guy, who started a conversation with me, and was about Frank/Allan's age, a RED, made the initial contact with me, as has been the pattern, and I told him about getting sworn in, but racing to get here, the white limo, the night before, where I thought my double, got sworn in, as a staged swearing in, the night before, while the work crew closed the road on one side of the Supreme Court Building for just about 15 minutes, with people running like in the movies, and me watching, after being told to get off the street, having parked behind the white limo, at first thinking it was the double, but hearing kids across the street, I thought it might be President Obama's girls, and this was Secret Service . . . but, no, and later, adults, just a few, ditching out of the same side the limo was on, and it was all over in just minutes . . . he said, now that is something the government doesn't want you to know about! In reference to the duplicate, multiple versions of me, being sworn in, but me the following Morning, January 23, 2012! He went on to tell me about Princess Di, who had at least 4 doubles at all times, he claimed to have been one of her body guards, in his previous life, with the multiples, going in 4 directions, to throw the paparazzi off. Guess, she like Kennedy, didn't get the normal protection they were used to the nights they were murdered!
Going to Oswald, and the first time, in listening to videos, thinking and reading about the assassination . . . since I madly took notes, on the classified section of an old Daily Inter Lake, newspaper I had kicking around in my purse and no real paper, I am not sure that I can read my notes, today. So I am going to do my best from memory, as I think I heard them . . . but you can always look up my sources.
INTERVIEW WITH FRANK STURGIS--DOUBLE AGENT FOR USA & CUBA
- Sturgis, was close to Cuban President or Dictator, Fidel Castro, and was acting as a double agent in Cuba, but he was also, one of the CIA assassins, and was allegedly involved in both the Bay of Pigs fiasco, in the Cuban Missile Crisis and the CIA secret army who wanted to invade Cuba, and assassinate Castro, plus he was involved in the Watergate Break in of he Democratic Headquarters, the incident that led to President Nixon's resignation, also, with Nixon running against Kennedy in the 1960 presidential elections, and allegedly one of the three men, standing behind the sign on the grassy knoll, which is where many say, that at least 5 shots were fired, with the first one hitting President Kennedy in the neck, and exiting the back . . . altered Zapruter film, surprise, surprise, surprise
- Sturgis, at one point of his career, and certainly at the time of Kennedy's death, was considered the premier CIA agent of his day . . . Hunt was a thug Johnson brought to the mix, from Texas, Hunt claimed he assassinated Kennedy, but Marrs, said that his son identified him, as he said, on the bench, backup, with his son pointing him out in a picture; Hunt came to the Nixon White House with Bush, and he was involved in dirty elections, and other activities, also
- Sturgis made this interview, or agreed to it, because he was tired of being blamed for Kennedy's assassination . . . but he, is the first one to bring up the fact that Oswald has a KGB double, who did the shooting, and when he got caught in the theater, Ruby was told, if he didn't get away, to shoot him; however, it appears from the mention of the double, from the shop owner, the KGB agent, was exchanged with the real Lee Harvey Oswald, and the doppelganger, or the look alike was taken out the back door to safety, while the real guy was the Patsy, set up from years before Kennedy was even elected, having first been attracted to Communism from a flier he got in high school
- I saw an interview with Robert, is older, maybe CIA brother, and he told how Lee was a messed up kid, and justified the shootings from his allegedly dysfunctional childhood, that apparently he was old enough, Robert, that is was old enough to escape the single mother, or at least the complete melt down; when Oswald's Russian wife and I believe his mother, who felt that when Oswald came back from Russia, he had totally changed, one guy was 5'11" and the other one was 5'9"; they said that the original Oswald has a thick neck, was taller, and this new guy they suspected of being at least different, had a scrawny neck . . . and other differences, but they all wanted the body exhumed, and the one person who objected the most was Robert! In the interview, he acted the concerned brother, that had there been one trace of evidence that his baby brother hadn't been the shooter, don't you think he would tell you, no, Lee Harvey, my little brother did it . . .
- the two guys who were the ones who prepared Oswald's body for burial, said they took particular time and attention, knowing that there work might have to be examined years later, so they put extra embalming fluid in him to preserve him longer
- these same guys, like in 1980 or 20 some odd years latter were the same ones to be involved in exhuming the body, and they said that the concrete surrounding the casket, had been cracked and appeared to be tampered with, but it looked like the ravages of water and dirt had messed with the body . . . which the ground keeper said, was unlikely to have happened, but is was possible . . . but when these guys went to life up the body, the head was disconnected! Not the way things work, and they said the head they got, was not the way they did the preparation for the autopsy, and that there should have either been a craineotomy performed, and they said, there was not one, or something to do with that, was amiss
- Robert, I believe even got court orders for a while to stop the exhumation of the body, but eventually gave in and went along with it, or waited until they could doctor the body, to look like it was Oswald, or whomever?
- Robert seems to be complicit in the crime of framing his brother for the killing of the president, capitalized on his brother's interest in Communism, his Russian wife, and the fact that he had worked at the Book Repository for just 5 weeks! Allegedly, President Kennedy was to have been assassinated in Chicago, but the parade was cancelled, and then I think, from writing in Florida, read my other blog, but somewhere else . . . could have just postponed it, to the book repository, or used other Oswalds to frame him, and would have claimed with his background, he just followed the President . . . but there are doubles showing up as early as 12 years old, did Robert volunteer his little brother, lead him, educate him, set him up with the Communist brochure? Who knows how big his part was, but we do know that the CIA was pissed about the Bay of Pigs, Kennedy stopping the invasion, and with a botched assassination attempt of Cuba, they turned on the Kennedy's, with all the fury, he fired their director; it was Oswald who ratted out to Hoover, where the three secret CIA training camps were located, even after the director was fired, and Bush senior, kept running guns and operations off the Zapata Oil rig and ship, named Barbara
- Marrs, in his possession, or has a copy, of a letter that J. Edgar Hoover, the director of the FBI, sent someone, maybe the Warren Commission, who was to investigate the assassination, but in the letter, he claims that Oswald, had multiple people using his ID or social security and personal information . . . sounds familiar all the way around!
- the kid that looked the most like Oswald, or did Oswald just happen to look like him, but there was a double from New York, that was either an American born kid of Russian emigrant parents, or he was young when he came to this country . . . but both kids, or Oswalds, were enrolled in junior high, one in New York, and the other one in I can't remember if it was Louisiana or in Texas, his mother moved around a lot . . . but, someone figured there could have been as many as 6 multiples of Oswald
- my suspicion is, that the emigrant family came on the radar of the CIA, and they were watching the family, and he was the first kid, they either wanted to use as a double agent, or as a spy in Russia, with the McCarthy era, and the big communist scare, or the red scare . . . interestingly, enough, my client, Henry S. Brock, securities case, both parents were informants for the FBI, reporting on the Communists living in California . . . his mother's book, Operation Housewife . . . did they model, my conspiracy, the theft of ID, the case, to fund Mitt Romney's campaign, bring in the doubles, using multiple women, all of whom had appeared in public as me, keeping me out of the public eye, as soon as the case was to be argued in the 10th Circuit Court of Appeals, with national legal interests in the case, then the second I got sworn in, the race was on . . . I have been on the run ever since that day, January 23, 2012 . . . before that, they had an interest, because they stole the case at the 10th Circuit, the deals were cut, and I was refusing to back down, kept on going, so they capitalized, on me again, and rather than deals, it was the steal . . . so, I would guess that it was the Russian born American, they wanted as an asset, and little brother Oswald, who had also been in Russia, was sympathetic to the Russians, but he was often seen with David Ferrie, an agent in the CIA . . . so they simultaneously groomed them both! I believe that Lee Harvey Oswald the brother of Robert, the one that really did work in the book repository, who came out, after the president had been shot, and ran into a secret service member, who had an identification book, and he asked the real guy, who didn't know what was going on, the patsy, directed the guy to the phone, if he was worried about being the shooter, and had allegedly killed a cop, why would he tell the secret service where to find a phone, wouldn't he be scared . . . I think he was hijacked and taken to the theater, which may have been the plan for the KGB agent, the look a like, and they pushed the real guy, out the front, and whisked the double, out the back door, and onto the plane, to safety! While Oswald, was set up for taking the fall, and they Ruby, was also a patsy, and told that he was to help the KGB or the fake Oswald get away, but if he got caught, he was to shoot Oswald, the number one rule of assassins, do the noble thing, kind of like strapping a bomb to themselves . . . go down in a blaze of glory!
- the CIA was making Lee Harvey Oswald pay for his sins, so to say, as a revenge against him for ratting them out to j. Edgar Hoover, who was working with or ordered by the Kennedy's to find out where the secret camps were . . . Hoover is complicit in the assassination, because he covered it up, used the FBI to muddy the waters, thus protecting his own skin, so to say! If they would kill the President, what would stop them from killing him! And they also had a meeting with Hoover, the director of the CIA, and strong armed him into telling them what he knew, probably so they could cover their tracks. Also at that time, the CIA, had in their possession, a new assassination tool, a gun that shot frozen hard ice, into someone, with just a small hole, and then the ice would kill the person and melt, leaving no trace or a cause of death . . . they must have threatened Hoover!
The Three Tramps & The Three Assassins--Doubled
I think his name was Lee Bowers, who was standing up in the railroad stand, watching the Presidential motorcade, and he noticed three guys shooting at the President from behind a transportation sign that was taken down, due to having at least one bullet in it, but one claims three . . . they all took a shot! But Bowers, who mysteriously died soon after that, saw the three guys at the grassy knoll, the guns, and then he saw the cops, stop the three guys, and he took, 5 pictures of the cops, hauling these guys off. But there were also three bums near a box car, what were noticed and were included in the Warren Report, could the assassins, left the grassy knoll, and changed places with the bums, who were then arrested, and taken to jail, and released just days later, after questioning, while the assassins, escaped by hiding in the box car, and leaving when the train left!
Someone with an identification book, maybe the secret service guy, who first denied he was told where the phone was, later admitted or remembered talking to him, and getting directions, all part of the cover-up, but this agent, who had the book, may have been calling to report that there were many agents from many countries . . . some have said there were literally hundreds of people, agents, enemies of the Kennedy brothers, who were popular, good looking, and started to mess with the status quo . . . just exactly what I did in Utah, that effected the whole country, it was about prestige, power, money, pride, arrogance, etc., and the ones with the pure hearts, are the targets!
It Was a Spook Convention . . . Everyone Wanted To See the Kennedy's, Not Quite Washington Insiders, Like Johnson, who was Suppose to be the Democratic Nominee--Who Had to Benefit?
CIA, the same guys would orchestrated the conspiracy and theft of billions of dollars, my son's music, my cases, my blog . . . OSI was running a secret operation within the CIA, just like with Kennedy, they see themselves as ABOVE THE LAW!
SMACK THEM DOWN! THE ORGANIZATION IT TOO CORRUPT!
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