As we get nearer the 50th anniversary of JFK’s death, we enter the season of media lies. One of the most humorous just aired. I just got finished watching the Military Channel’s documentary “Unsolved History: The JFK Conspiracy.” And I recommend you skip it. It’s the first a series of disinformation documentaries that will be broadcast this November, and it’s filled with so much illogic, distortion, and one-sidedness that its evidentiary value is minimal. It left me wondering what is the purpose of such a program, who really funds it, and why is it being broadcast? If its purpose is to sway the uninformed and uncritical to the “lone-assassin” side, it may have succeeded, but why is this of value? Whose purpose does this serve? Certainly not history’s, because the program left out a ton of known facts and happenstances that, if included, would have contradicted the show’s obviously preconstrued premise. In other words, in 2013, who is still so avidly invested in covering up the truth?
I perused the credits for funding information, but found nothing. Apparently, it’s rehashed garbage originally produced by The Discovery Channel in 1998. I leave it for others to divine why TDC wants so desperately to finger Oswald as the lone assassin, when 80% of America believes he was not.
Anyway, the funny stuff began right away when an expert marksman shoots at a watermelon which is supposed to represent JFK’s head. The disembodied watermelon is propped up in the back seat of an old Ford which rolls, driverless, down a dirt path in the middle of nowhere. Very scientific recreation of Dealey Plaza. At least the marksman fired the same kind of weapon Oswald supposedly did—a defective Mannlicher-Carcano rifle. And you know what, it misfired so much that the marksman had to admit it was too unreliable for any serious assassin to get the job done. The marksman finally got off a shot which exploded the watermelon, as the voiceover tastelessly informs us that this would have been JFK’s head.
The voiceover was beyond laughable, bordering on creepy. She had a soft, sing-songy delivery, reassuring in an eerie Tokyo Rose sort of way. It was meant to sway critical thinkers into accepting the government’s propaganda. But it was scary to me; I felt I was being brainwashed like one of those guys in The Manchurian Candidate. At one point Tokyo Rose gently intones, “Firing at live human beings would be impractical.” Impractical? Really? Criminal, inhuman, or monstrous would be more like it. “Impractical” sounds like “we would really like to kill a human being during this recreation to prove to you subversives that Oswald acted alone…but we would get into trouble with the PC police.”
Gary Mack is one of the brainwashers…er, hosts…and he has a suspicious background. He used to be pro-conspiracy until he cashed in by taking a job as the curator of The Sixth Floor Museum in Dallas. At one point he timed an Oswald actor walking from Oswald’s old rooming house to the Tippit killing scene, just to make sure it was possible to walk it in the prescribed time. When the Oswald actor took too long on the first try, Mack simply had him take a shortcut on the second try. During the shooting recreation, Mack says, “Current thinking now holds that Oswald fired his first shot much sooner.” Problem is, only lone nutters have changed their thinking on this. And there is not one scrap of evidence to support it. If there were, lone nutters would have presented it 40 years ago. So they simply alter the facts. Can’t fit Oswald’s three shots into the ascribed timeframe? No problem; just extend the timeframe.
The funniest part is when the marksman finally got tired of trying to fire the Mannlicher-Carcano and just discarded it. Instead he started firing green laser beams, at night no less. The JFK and Jackie actors wore hideous glasses as they rode through Dealey Plaza. They looked like Paintball players in a shooting gallery. Of course, Mack placed the laser beams on the exact wound locations that the Warren Commission lied so hard…uh, fought so hard to sell the American public. So much for unbiased investigating.
Nellie Connally, John’s widow, makes a bizarre appearance. She oddly smiles as she says, “Oh, it was terrible.” Perhaps because she knew that her husband, at LBJ’s insistence, had suckered JFK into coming to Dallas for the kill.
The biggest howl came when, to assimilate the 15-20-mile-an-hour winds in Dallas that day, TDC wheeled out a huge fan to blow on the limousine. That one made me guffaw. An electrical fan duplicating the winds of a city…how scientific!
Mack, who was once sure that he saw a rifleman wearing a badge shoot from the shadows on the grassy knoll, is now certain that the kill shot could only have come from behind. I suppose he’ll sway with any wind, even one from a giant electrical fan in the middle of nowhere, to drum up ticket sales for his museum.
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