Speculation on the whereabouts of John F. Kennedy, Jr.

John F. Kennedy, Jr. has to be one of the handsomest men ever to enter and leave the American celebrity landscape. His parentage is superb, so it naturally follows. That may sound like something it is not. I don’t think that John F. Kennedy was his real father.

I do not want to plagiarize anything by our friend Tyrone, and so quote directly from his piece, JFKTV.

Where they go when they “die”

I never would have considered this hypothesis if I couldn’t give a decent answer to the inevitable question: Where did he go after he left the motorcade, Dallas and the presidency? The best guess, and it aligns with the assertion made earlier that they do show you everything if you know what to look for, is Greece, specifically the island of Skorpios in the Ionian Sea. That island was the central compound for the empire of Greek shipping magnate Aristotle Onassis.

In early October of 1963, the international press was allowed seemingly blanket coverage of Jackie’s trip to Skorpios to meet Onassis who was at the time rumored to be sleeping with Jackie’s sister, Lee Radziwill, who was also there. By this volume’s reckoning, the trip was also an eleventh hour review of the plot to secrete JFK onto the island, which was impenetrable by anyone outside the small circle of abettors.

This scenario also makes sense regarding the sham marriage in 1968 between Jackie and Onassis. From that point on, no one would be suspicious of Jackie O hanging out in Greece. No one would suspect that Jackie’s kids were actually with their father.

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Two things …

On Netflix search for a movie called Love, directed by Gaspar Noe. The opening scene by itself is shocking, and later in you will find real, not simulated sex, even a threesome. It is hardcore porn, any ten-year old can easily access it. What is going on here? Netflix is pushing the envelope.

Not that I watched it or anything. The lead actor plays a morose and depressed self-centered loser, and I got tired of listening to him, never making it to the end. “STFU, more sex, less talking!” was my only thought.

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The sugary drink dispenser

Heartland Daily Podcast: Debating Medicare for All (Chris Talgo and Pamela Gronemeyer, MD)

The above is a one-hour debate on health care alternatives, including Medicare for all. To be clear, I support MFA, and understand that Bernie Sanders, controlled opposition, is put in place to prevent it from ever coming to be.

As always, I don’t expect that you will take time from your schedule, busy or otherwise, to listen to something just because I did. So I am going to summarize this hour-log podcast.

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Now playing: Three Days of the Condor

Three Days of the Condor is a 1975 movie starring Robert Redford, Faye Dunaway, Cliff Robertson, Max von Sydow, and John Houseman. Those are the only names I recognize. I watched it two nights ago on Prime, falling asleep, and then picking up where I left off yesterday afternoon. This is life as a senior citizen.

I liked the movie. I should stop there.

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Ramblings, football is life, and, oh yeah, about a place called Iwo Jima

A year ago I attended my fiftieth class reunion, Billings Central Catholic High School, Billings, Montana. If you are anywhere close, or even if thirty years away, my advice would be don’t bother. Two things were upsetting … the general level of intelligence is not indicative of fifty years of forward movement, and … I’ll be be delicate here, I won’t  be cruel or crude … so many of the women and quite a few of the men too … have gotten really fat. A couple of girls I dated were there, and all I could think was “Phew! Dodged a bullet!”

But that is all cosmetic. It goes deeper. People and attitudes do not change. I was an outsider in high school, and fifty years later, I was still an outsider. That’s a two-edged sword: I would not belong to a club that would have me as a member, but I wanted, like everyone, to be accepted and admired. In high school I did not like being an outsider and took no pride in my status. That mindset, however, inability to blend into the group, has molded me into the person I am, gave me self-employment and a happy life. Two-edged sword indeed.

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The Movie Everyone Is Talking About!

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Having grown up in Southern California, I went to an actual theater for the first time in almost ten years to view Once Upon A Time… and see how detailed Tarantino, another So.Cal native, would paint this landscape. I have to say I was impressed, as no one besides me would remember Brew 102, briefly spotted in Brad Pitt’s trailer, the cheapest beer ever made and the brand my old man would down by the case when he had the few shekels to indulge. (Name Drop: Jayne Mansfield actually bought him a case for his birthday while shooting Single Room Furnished. He was shocked she even knew his name, let alone know his birthday. Smart cookie, that one, huh?) Continue reading “The Movie Everyone Is Talking About!”

Christopher Monckton takes a bite from the elephant

The Climate Change hoax is a vast and powerful movement whose objectives have nothing to do with climate and everything with command and control. It is propaganda, not the sleek fast moving stuff we see on TV news – stories and plots that are essentially false and meant to leave a psychic footprint. Rather, it is intense, meant to do great harm, and make fundamental changes in the way we live. CO2 is our friend and benefactor, fossil fuels have made us wealthy, our lives easier. It is no coincidence that these are the primary targets of this insidious movement. The people behind it are lying about everything, but are doing it for our own good. Yikes!

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Revisiting the Sharon Tate pregnancy hoax

I don’t pay much attention to traffic on this site, but did notice a recent uptick and stumbled on part of the reason, a post entitled “We Know Sharon Tate Did Not Die, But Was She Even Pregnant?” That post, from April of 2017, has drawn 29,400 views at this time, and has been the cause of quite a few comments (that don’t see light of day) ridiculing me and questioning my sanity. There have also been a few people commenting who knew either Sharon or her family or lived nearby, thereby testifying that the events of 8/8/1969 were real.

Even with that number of views, more than a hundred per day as I write this, this is a tiny outpost, so that I presume the commenters either stumbled on the work and, since  drenched in our propaganda and the resulting psychotic American state of mind, feel a need to review the horror. Perhaps some are part of that army of basement vigilantes used by Intelligence to monitor the blogs and keep it real.

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