JFK autopsy photos – the final mile

Note to readers: I was focused as I wrote this on my own Pauline conversion, having read Miles Mathis’s Camelot piece on the assassination of John F. Kennedy. In so doing, I ignored another man of equal or more importance who allowed me to publish his piece, JFKTV, here. I offer apologies for the slight to Tyrone Mccloskey, author and long time friend of the blog.

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Everything interesting will happen beneath the fold. I will not put those gruesome photos right in front of faces of people who don’ t know they are fake, some of the best fakes I have ever seen.

But first, a few stories about me. I’ve learned over the course of my life that there are things about me that are not like other people, but also that most things about me are just like other people. For instance, I always knew that I was a very bright kid. In those days we would take tests, be they ACT or just pure IQ tests where we reassemble cardboard boxes. I always scored very high, in the 99th percentile.

How did I know this? Teachers told me. That was a huge mistake on their part, as I began to think, even in grade school, that things would be easy for me. I did not apply myself to things, did not work hard enough, and as a consequence did not grade out well in school, much to the frustration of teachers who looked at my files and knew my scores. I knew some classmates back then who were smart, maybe also in the 90s on those tests, and who also applied themselves, and became engineers, Microsoft employees, well, that’s only two of the 130 or so in my high school class. The rest became ordinary people, workers, teachers, craftsmen and women, and one, my girlfriend at one time, a Vegas showgirl. I loved her, but never saw her as such a stunning beauty as she later became.

I only knew later, much later, that in being a poor student in high school that I had missed a large part of the self-indoctrination whereby we integrate ourselves into life and assume the belief systems of those around us. We stop exploring, stop wondering, and begin to accept that authority figures know more than we do, and should be followed without question. (Thus, 911, Covid.)

While I was in high school I watched a lot of TV. I look back now on those grainy black and white pictures, and wonder how they kept me so enthralled. But at that time, TV, such as it was, was my reality. Years later I read Marshall McLuhan, and learned that if it is TV, movies, radio, books, even clothing, that we are not outside observers. We invest ourselves, and become and active participant whatever we are experiencing.  With TV, we literally enter the screen. “The medium is the message,” as he often repeated. Thus did I watch poor quality images of Johnny Carson from around a hallway corner (I was supposed to be asleep). Dad drank his beer and watched him too, and those images affected me as deeply as anything I see now on our large and clear TV screens.

One afternoon after school I watched a TV advertisement for Ronco kitchen knives. A set of hands demonstrated how good they were. Right before my eyes, a Ronco knife sawed a nail in two! And then the voiceover said something like “Look! Even after the knife cut a nail in two it can still slice a tomato cleanly!” And it could, because right before my eyes, the hands took the knife and flipped it so it was using the other side, the other blade, to slice the tomato. That’s how they pulled it off, and why they could say they did not lie.

We all watched the same TV in those days, all of us kids. We all saw the same commercials, and I mentioned what I had seen, and no one else saw it! That was probably my first experience at seeing something in media that I knew was fake that no one else could see. As I say now, most people do not see with their own eyes. They only see through the eyes of authority figures.

That’s why it is going to be so difficult to get anyone to see what I see with the JFK autopsy photos. They flipped that Ronco knife right in front of our eyes, but far more skillfully than any TV commercial I saw in my youth. It really took some hard gazing before the fakery opened up before my eyes.

To recap, I read Miles Mathis and became convinced that the whole of the JFK assassination was fake. His reasoning was solid and writing superb. Before that I had read the 1980 book Best Evidence, by David Lifton, and in the back were the JFK autopsy photos. They were gruesome, and I believed they were real. I could not understand why the powerful Kennedy family allowed such gruesome images of their glamorous son to be published. We have to ask the right questions, and that was the right question, but it went unanswered and would stay so for me until much later, 2016 perhaps.

After I experienced the Mathis paper, I decided to go back and review those photos. I had to learn if they were fake or real, of course thinking at the time that they were fake. To do so, I found an image of JFK in full left profile that I could use for comparison. I had become somewhat adept in Photoshop, and was able to stack one over the other, and to my shock and surprise, learned that indeed the gruesome autopsy photos were JFK. Everything went out the window, including Mathis, and I was back at the beginning. I applied the JFK profile against others from other photos from “that day”, and they were really him. Even as he had body doubles (most powerful people do), the photos I saw of him in the limousine and the motorcade were really him. (Problem is, we do not know when those photos were taken. It could have been before, during, or after, during “reenactments”. They could have been taken in Dallas, or anywhere. Most of those photos are doctored, anyway.)

Having concluded that photos were really JFK, there was one gnarling problem … seen below.

I had learned before that time to be careful about ears when comparing faces, as even a tiny tilt of the head can move them up or down. But these photos were not that simple … note the ear display on the right. To do that comparison, I adjusted all other aspects of the two skulls, primarily the distance between the tip of the nose and back of the ear, so that I was looking at an actual size comparison of the heads, and thus two ears. The ear seen above the other above was larger, much larger than the one below. The head angles were precise, as I was able to adjust them so they aligned.

Doubt again reared its ugly head. Something was wrong here, very wrong. I looked at all of the photos, and then focused on the profile photo of the dead man, and allowed it all to settle in. It’s all there.

Do the same if you are so inclined, give it time, and then take a look below.

Now, go back above and look to see where I have drawn the line here, but without benefit of the line. As you look at it you should see JFK’s face separate from the rest of the head, chin to eyebrow. You should plainly see, without benefit of my line,  where the face has been superimposed on the (supposed) corpse’s head.

Now, look at the ear and scalp line. Again, going back to the photos above, you will see a different shade and texture to the hair I have outlined in black here. The ear is included in this part of the paste-up. When you see originals of JFK again, down below, you will see why they had to add this feature. The ear will explain itself at the end.

Finally, the matted hair. Again, go to the first photo, and see how it easily becomes what is obviously a wig, and would easily be seen as such if worn in public. I cannot know if this is darkroom work or if they really slapped a wig on the man pretending to be the corpse. I suspect the latter.

Finally, I did an opaque overlay of the two images of JFK.

The red arrow points at the real JFK’s ear. See how totally misaligned it is with that of the impostor? There is slight misalignment of the lips, as when JFK posed for these photos, he was obviously told to slacken his jaw and open his mouth a bit. (Never forget that JFK was a participant in the hoax.) But other than that, we have precise alignment of features. JFK’s face fits perfectly over … JFK’s superimposed face.

Except for the ears, of course.

Keep in mind that the man on the autopsy stretcher is not JFK. He was only used for a body on which the artists who did darkroom work could apply their expertise.*  And remember, these photos were not published until 1980. They had 17 years to perfect their work, and honestly, while not perfect, it is amazingly good work. It was not meant to fool just the readers of Best Evidence, but all generations to follow.

If you want to see more autopsy photos, just use a search engine, preferably Yandex. As far as I know, I am the only one who had ever done this work on the corpse. If you know of anyone else, please advise. Just as I also knew that Paul McCartney was a set of twins, along with this and the flipping of the knife in the Ronco commercial, I stand alone on this kind of work, but stand by it. I was not a good student in high school, and as a result, I often see what others miss. I forgot to do my homework too often.

*While these days they use Photoshop or equivalents for photo fakery, back then they had to make large printouts of photos, and then using a razor, or scalpel, cut out the part to be faked, and lay a new image atop it. They had to blur the lines to make it look seamless and real. Then they re-photographed it. This was done with the photos above, and the one below, one of thousands from that era, this of the Selma-to-Montgomery March in 1965. The whole of the crowd behind the sign was done in a darkroom.