One of the Most Fake Photos of All Time: The LBJ Swearing-In Ceremony

So last night somebody posted this famous pic to Reddit’s conspiracy subreddit with the catchy title “One of the most disgusting photos of all time:”

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Here was his comment to go along with the picture:

“This photograph was taken on Air Force One. Immediately after being sworn in as the 36th president in a coup, LBJ, standing next to Jackie Kennedy (with her husband’s blood still on her dress), turns to his long-time friend, Texas congressman Albert Thomas and smiles, as Thomas returns a wink. And a smirk.

The White House photographer who took this photo, Cecil Stoughton, has stated he feels as if this photograph is ‘sinister.'”

Well, if by “sinister” he meant “fake,” then I agree. This is one of the most fake photos, or as I like to say, fauxtos, of all time. And here’s why.

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Brian Epstein, because The Beatles-

 

I think we are in agreement that The Beatles were a massive psy-op and lead the way in restructuring the culture by first helping to demolish it- Beyond twin spotting with Paul/Mike and John/Fohn, and assorted Ringos at the TBNE site (George, likely, but why keep beating the horse?), other spooks and their functions in the project would also be something to expand on and lend further support to the hypothesis-

Brian Epstein was the Beatles manager and nominal adult supervision- George Martin, their producer, was probably the main handler/coordinator as he was connected through EMI to military and deserves a full POM’ing in the future, but today I want to focus on Brian-

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The true art of lying

One of the most ink-consuming episodes in recent American history involved a man named Daniel Ellsberg and a 7,000 page document called the “Pentagon Papers.” The entire affair was highly instructive.

ellsbergEllsberg was an insider, and is to this day called out to perform in public when other rebels, like Edward Snowden, need an imprimatur of genuineness. His role as an actor was readily apparent when, faced with a prison sentence, he was remarkably set free due to “bungling” by the Nixon Administration group called the “White House Plumbers, who left a driver’s license … excuse me, left easily discovered evidence of the burglary of the office of Ellsberg’s psychiatrist. This in turn caused the court to set Ellsberg free. This sort of play-acting is sometimes called a “Kabuki Dance,” or an ” … event that is designed to create the appearance of conflict or of an uncertain outcome, when in fact the actors have worked together to determine the outcome beforehand.” (Wikipedia, my favorite source of lies.)

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Back to the important stuff

I cannot change history. I can’t do anything about anything except those things affecting me personally and the people I know. Like all of you, I do my best.

So let’s get down to something important, and I mean really important: Rihanna is twins! And I can put up very strong evidence.

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Where did I go wrong?

I am sitting here wondering where it all went wrong. We were having so much fun!

First came the Miles Mathis attack, which though hurtful contained enough truth so as to be taken seriously. That spawned a review of some of the work done, and indeed I have made mistakes with photo analysis, mistakes of enthusiasm, but still, mistakes. So far five “twins” have disappeared, and one “Zombie” has been affirmed, and the work continues. None of that work is hidden, only not linked now on the right hand side. It is also disclaimed as error. (It is a bit soothing that one of our twins, Rihanna, will be affirmed shortly.)

As a result of that we lost “Straight,” upset that the work is not given the respect he feels it is due. It’s a legitimate failure of minds to meet. His spot is open. I miss him.

Then I came upon Vexman, whose work will not be seen here anymore … I don’t care if it is a labor of truth or fantasy or deliberate deceit, it has cast such a pall on this blog that I realize I have the power to make it go away, and can, and will. I am not a person who enjoys “power” per se, but I am one who enjoys the search for truth, life, music, humor, and we have none of that at present.

I left the following comment on Vexman’s last piece, part 3 of his series on Russian history and Jews and unspeakable horror. Since the comment will disappear with the post, I re-post it here:

Holodomor/Holocaust … interesting use of language. I have to stop and wonder at this piece of history, how it could happen in a vacuum. Just as the idea of 700,000 people perishing by means of gunshot in the back of the head, it has the sound of fantasticism, designed to horrify and enrage. We are not in charge of our own history, and so don’t know the truth of events of 15 years ago, yet we are asked to believe these tales of murder and famine … on what basis? I am also offended that “Jews” is being used in the pejorative. I want this whole series to be done and forgotten.

I realized after I wrote that that indeed I can make the whole series be done, if not forgotten. Vexman has his own blog. I urge that he move the whole body of work there, and those of you who want to read it go there. It is not being denied to you, only denied at this venue.

I want blogging to be fun again. Good bye, Vexman. I will catch your work at Vexman’s Thoughts.

 

I’d like to thank the Academy…

 

…and especially Warren Beatty (and the desiccated remains of Theadora Van Runkle’s mannequin). I take full responsibility for last night’s Oscar meltdown. Clearly Mr. Beatty has not recovered from the shock of my revealing that Bonnie and Clyde were willing tools of the government and that their story was made of whole cloth. Another win for POM!

On the other hand, what happened may have been a desperate attempt by the 79 year old star to sell tickets to his upcoming film which features himself as Howard Hughes, one of the great hoax generators of all time. (HH is certainly ripe to be POM’d) Two young British actors, one in a dress, are featured in a supporting love story, but I seriously doubt anyone but the truly desperate would earmark 15 to 20 bucks, US, to see such a turkey.

Then again, the whole farrago may have been a nod to the “alternate facts” meme and that there can be two wholly different realities to choose from: One is a love story with show tunes to back a lesbian actress and a cardboard cutout heart throb and the other is black guys doing drugs and being gay. Well, maybe there’s only one reality in Hollywood: Gay…

Jerry and George in unison: “Not that there is anything wrong with that!”

Meanwhile, I’d like to introduce a blogger who I’ve enjoyed over the years, Christopher Loring Knowles. As far as Hoo Haw goes, he handles it better than anyone and has allowed me to keep up with some of this stuff via the musings of this cautious observer.

This is a link to one of his Oscar breakdowns:

http://secretsun.blogspot.com/2008/02/drama-ritual-and-ausur-goes-to.html

Vintage Psyopera: The JFK hoax, a half century too soon

New writer Vexman is digging through some interesting stuff at his blog and since it has come up in the comments section of his first post here at POM, I though I’d post this excerpt from my Hitler research to add to the fun…

The spark that supposedly lit the fuse.

The victor’s history will tell you that the match that lit the fuse of World War One was the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand, heir apparent to his father, Emperor Franz Joseph, the fossilized figurehead of the Austro-Hungarian empire. Like the JFK assassination near fifty years later, the target was riding through hostile territory with the rag top of his touring car down with largely absent security.

However, this particular iteration of assassination on wheels supposedly contained an actual cabal of conspirators, unlike the American versions with their ubiquitous lone nuts. The Black Hand, a dissident group of Serbs looking for independence from the empire, was the band of misfits that has taken the blame.

The official story is as ridiculous as can be. Though no laws of physics were apparently broken on the streets of Sarajevo in late June of 1914, unlike the magic bullets flying across Dealy Plaza in late November of 1963, credulity is strained to the breaking point when the series of mistakes in judgement and bald-faced coincidences that led to the Archduke’s alleged demise are tallied.

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