“Another guy I have wondered about … Bill Hicks. Stood up on stage and ridiculed the Warren Commission, dies in his early 30s of cancer … maybe a bit too pat in light of MM’s research.”

The above comment, by me, set off a chain reaction.  Little did I know that better minds were already on this matter.

But perhaps some ground work is in order.

We live in a Truman Show world where just about every piece of “news” is in some manner designed to manage our perceptions. The real world is a mundane place … There are no terrorists, disease is controllable, people generally get along and are cooperative … and dumb, easy to manipulate. TV is the enterprise that spins our heads with fantasies of elections, public debates, opinion polls, suicide bombers, mass shootings, rampant outbreaks of diseases … all fake.

It is a nuanced enterprise. The majority of the population does not need much management, is easily fooled and believes just about any nonsense that jumps from the screen. This has been true from the beginning of TV. It helps to think of it as parents controlling children. Our leaders do not have much respect for our intelligence. We are a herd that has to be managed, distracted, misdirected, so that the real business of running the world can go on without interference from below.

The first intense use of TV to manage the public mind, as I see it, was the Joe McCarthy hearings, used to promote the idea that “communism” not only existed, but was a sinister force that was subtly infiltrating government and entertainment. Though Joe was publicly scolded and died in disgrace, the psy-op worked, and the hoax of communism with agents under every bed subtly took hold. To this day most think it and the so-called “Cold War” were real.

But the bigger show was yet to come – the Kennedy assassination. It was a grab bag of hoaxes on multiple levels, in essence, the day that fake government completely replaced real. Just a few of the multiple layers of manipulation:

• The event itself was faked, and no one (save perhaps officer Tippet?) died that day or the following Sunday. Like 9/11, it was a TV show, much if it filmed in advance.
• A committee of Kennedy men, the Warren Commission, concocted a deliberately wild fable about Oswald and three bullets, made to appear to be a cover-up. They knew only the very gullible would believe it. They counted on that.
• Later, two more Kennedy men, Mark Lane, author of Rush to Judgment, and Jim Garrison (On the Trail of the Assassins), promoted a cottage industry of clues and false leads designed to mesmerize those too smart to buy the Warren Commission Report. We were simply fooled on a higher level.
• At routine intervals, new information was released, including staged photos of a fake corpse by David Lifton (Best Evidence), and a high quality movie with A-list actors (Oliver Stone’s JFK).

Thus did I get sucked into the JFK business, still going on to this day. James Douglass’ JFK and the Unspeakable is an embarrassing lionization of the man, incidentally sanitizing the reputations of  Khrushchev, Norman Cousins and Pope John XXIII.

Nonetheless, I was both appalled and completely flummoxed that a president could be murdered in broad daylight, and that there was never a real investigation. It was absurd. So effective was this JFK enterprise that I neglected the essential element: Proof of death.

There are  subplots. They are constantly feeding this fire, to this day, so important is the central hoax. Mark Lane, a Kennedy man still going strong, insinuated in a recent book or interview or something that the original Paul McCartney did not believe the Warren Commission, hinting ever so subtly that this caused his death and replacement. It was a complete fable, designed to supplement the “Paul is Dead” psy-op, a separate enterprise run by British intelligence. Lane’s delicious golden apple was oh-so-subtly placed, waiting to be found by those of us fooled on a higher level than ordinary Joe’s. (We are super Joe’s!) (Both Paul and his twin brother Mike are still with us, alive and well last I checked, one of them even possibly still in the entertainment business.)

Another subplot involved New Orleans and an obvious plant, Judith Vary Baker, “author” of Lee and Me, claiming to be the lover of Lee Harvey Oswald, but at least I saw through that bit of deception. I knew that there was Oswald and a doppelgänger or two and she did not. She had her one Oswald doing the work of two.

However, Baker, and another author, Ed Haslam (Dr. Mary’s Monkey) strongly intimated that there was cancer research going on in New Orleans in order to weaponize that disease, using it to inject various targets by subtle means, and then watch them die. (Thus did Nicolás Maduro, president of Venezuela, openly accuse the US of injecting President Hugo Chavez with cancer. That too was planted information, a scam within a scam. Most likely Chavez’s death was faked, that ruse assisted by Fidel Castro, himself a fake. They do like to control the opposition.)

This is all laying groundwork for Bill Hicks. He was a comedian who, as part of his act, openly ridiculed the Warren Commission. He was widely known, drew huge audiences, appeared on national TV. And he died of aggressive cancer in 1994 at the age of 32. Of course many of us were suspicious that Hicks had been murdered. We forgot to ask, just like with JFK, Oswald, Chavez … Did he really die?

Learning that the Kennedy assassination was fake put Hicks’ death in a new light, which led to my comment at the opening of this piece. I had assumed in light of a better view of JFK that Hicks’ death was faked, and that he went into witness protection, or wherever people go after they fake their death. (John Lennon, Canada it appears … I have much to write about the fake death business in the future … in the entertainment business, faking death appears to be an option available to all the players.)

Hicks is still with us. He is still a public figure. He goes by the name Alex Jones. I had no idea when I made the comment above that this bit of underground information was out there. I have looked at the photos and absorbed circumstantial evidence. Of course, nothing is ever certain in this land. Hicks has had some some plastic plastic surgery. But off-air in candid moments, his gravelly voice gone, and I am listening again to Bill Hicks. The resemblance is striking. The facial characteristics that cannot be affected by the surgeons knife … eye width, triangulation of eyes and lips, ear placement, skull shape, hairline … exact match.

People, even those who see through the Hicks/Jones scam, don’t really get it. They don’t understand what Hicks was doing as a comedian, why he was so boldly attacking the Warren Commission. He was a plant, misdirection,  a hired actor playing a role. The whole thing, including his death, was staged to encourage us to keep asking the wrong questions. The ongoing JFK cover-up is routinely fed fresh meat.

Instead of who killed JFK, why the the Warren Commission covered it up, we should have been seeking proof that JFK actually died that day. We did not. That is why it is so important to keep all the theories alive at this late date. That distraction covers up an essential element of our public lies, that we do not select our leaders and are continually fed fairy tales about them. Like Bill Hicks, it is all fake.

Bill Hicks was a misdirection agent. So too is his new incarnation, Alex Jones. To my credit, I avoid Jones. I have only once fallen into his weave, back in 2011 with the fake death of Osama bin Laden. Jones claimed to have eyewitness reports of a helicopter crash at the compound. That was misdirection. There there was no compound, there was no Osama. The “crash” made us forget to look at the basics. It was a complete misdirection, again aimed at those of us too clever to be fooled by ground-level propaganda. It takes special efforts to control our perceptions. .

Bill Hicks played a character for twelve years, and then fake died to play another character, Alex Jones, who is, by the way, an employee of Time Warner. Strange, an alternative media conspiracy buff employed by a major media outlet, ain’t it?

One thing I have learned these past few years is that most people are absolutely credulous when it comes to photo fakery, and on a deeper level think themselves impossible to fool even as every aspect of their belief systems has been rigged from above. So if you’ve come here to ridicule, perhaps you’d be wise to slink back to your own little havens and do it from there, in the coward’s way, and avoid any examination of evidence.

Below is my own facial comparison of the two. I chose images where both were extremely agitated, set the pupils at the same distance, and aligned the faces side by side. In my view, same dude.