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Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Depraved HYPERCHOLESTEROLMANIA

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by Morley Evans

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Morley Evans was tortured for eight years by his doctors who chose to ignore that he was suffering from an "Adverse Drug Reaction" to the Statin Drugs, Zocor and Lipitor, that they had prescribed.

When Evans slipped into a coma they wanted to blame another doctor. Then, they lied about prescribing Zocor and Lipitor.

Fortunately for him, Evans was saved by yet another doctor. Evans has recovered his health thanks to nutritrion and exercise and no thanks at all to so-called "modern medicine" and the monkeys who practice it. Avoid them. Eat wholesome food and drink pure water.

In Canada, the establishment ignores errors and crimes committed by doctors and pharmaceutical companies. BEWARE. They do not care about you either. You had better believe it.


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Depraved HYPERCHOLESTEROLMANIA


Sunday, January 23, 2011

DEPRAVED INDIFFERENCE

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by Morley Evans



This is a sneak preview of Depraved HYPERCHOLESTEROLMANIA
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These instances reveal an incestuous mind-set at the least and a callous disregard for human life (Depraved Indifference) at the worst which is the hallmark of the incompetent bungling doctor caste in Regina. Here psychopaths are defended by idiot legislators, a phalanx of well-funded lawyers and a bamboozled public which is told and believes it is served by “some of the best doctors in the world.” This is what happens when service providers are in complete control and those served have no choice but to deal with them and pay their bills. Doctors all have the same brand. There is no way to tell the good ones from the bad ones, until it's too late, and most victims, or their survivors, absolve their doctor anyway. People prefer comfortable lies to uncomfortable truths. People want to believe there is a Wizard who will solve their problems for them — with no effort on their part. "Just take this pill and you will be all better."


The Hospital Visit:

One afternoon in July 2000, I was lying in a bed in the Regina General Hospital.

I had been slowly coming out of a coma. I did not know how long I had been there. I could open my left eye now and then and look around.

When I turned my head slightly, I could see a window on the right side of the room. Through the window I could see a brick wall capped with Tyndall Stone. Pigeons lined up there and periodically landed and flew off.

When I got tired, or bored, I would close my eye and retreat to a place where it was dark, warm, and safe. Sometimes, I would sleep. Sometimes, I would listen to the nurses.

“Who is that bossy woman who comes here three times a day?”

“That’s his sister.”

One day, I didn’t know what day or time it was or month, I noticed the door on the left side of the room slowly and silently open a crack. Then it closed. A moment later, the door opened a little farther. Then it closed again. Then a moment later, the door opened even farther. A face slowly partially appeared in the opening. The face looked into the room. The face belonged to Dr. John N. Alport. The face pulled back and the door closed.

The pigeons went about their business.

I closed my eye and went back to sleep.

Raking Leaves:

After I had been discharged from the Wascana Rehabilitation Hospital in late August 2000, where I had been recovering from a hemorrhagic stroke, I went to Katepwa Lake with my brother, Bruce. We joined our mother and sister to shut up the cottage for the winter.

On the way back to Regina, taking the road to Indian Head, we passed Alport’s cottage. Bruce spotted some Alports out in the yard, slammed on the brakes, parked and got out of the car to visit with his friends.

“You can wait here if you want,” Bruce said as he dashed off.

I decided not to wait in the car though I was still shaky. I followed Bruce to the Alport’s yard. There Dr. W.E.H. (Bill) Alport, Dr. John N. Alport and Peter Alport (a stock broker) were raking leaves. Bruce and the Alports were already bullshitting each other and having a great time.

The Alports hardly recognized my presence although both Dr. Bill and his son, Dr. John had been my doctors, each for years, and Dr. John certainly knew I had just survived a life threatening medical crisis. (Dr. John had come to see me in the hospital. More about this visit above.) Peter was friendly as was Peter’s dog, a black Newfoundland. Bruce was busy exchanging bullshit with his pals Dr. Bill and Dr. John as if he were one of the insiders.

I began to feel weak, so I sat down on the grass. Bruce offered some sympathy with, “Don’t you feel well?” The doctors didn’t notice. The dog came over to see if I was all right. I thanked her by scratching her ears. We were pals. I was glad to find one friend at the Alports.

After outdoing one another in the bullshit festival, Dr. John told the group how one of his patients had been trying to get some assistance from an insurance company. “I fixed it so he’ll never get a dime,” Dr. John N. Alport remarked with a smirk.

Everyone was highly amused. They had a good laugh. I felt sick. I Just wanted to get away.

After a few more minutes, Bruce decided it was going to be dark soon and we should be on our way. He headed for the car.

As I was slowly getting up, Dr. W.E.H. (Bill) Alport said to me, “It’s nice to meet you.”

I nodded and slowly walked back to the car.

It would be a year before I would discover that Dr. John N. Alport, himself, had been the architect of all of my medical problems since 1992. I could have been the patient he said he fixed with the insurance company. I learned from the claims adjuster at Great West Life in Winnipeg that Alport had told her, “There is nothing wrong with him [me]. It’s all in his head.”

Pasqua Hospital Emergency Room:

In 2005 Mother had been taken to the Pasqua hospital ER and admitted for stroke.

“Good news! You haven’t had a stroke, Venetta,” exclaimed Dr. John N. Alport, M.D. who threw his arms around my mother, who told me about this later. “John was such a nice little boy,” she would always say. “He was so polite.” So was Ted Bundy, Mom.

About my own problem with Dr. John N. Alport, she would say: "John feels terrible about what happened. You don't think John did it on purpose, do you?" Yes, Mom, I think he did it on purpose. "John went to see you when you were in the hospital." Sure, Mom.

My mother had been taken by ambulance from Marian Chateau to the Regina General Hospital because she had had a stroke. The General Hospital was too busy to look at her, so the ambulance was sent to the Pasqua hospital.

Over the years, my mother had been taken to the Emergency Rooms many times for stroke. Sometimes she was told she had had a stoke and sometimes she was told she had not had a stroke. One doctor told us she had never had a stroke and he "would get to the bottom of it." One time we were told that she had had several heart attacks over the years. That came as a surprise. In no case had she received any treatment. They did sometimes prescribe Aspirin. This time, my sister and I were called to come to pick her up.

Mother stayed with us that afternoon and slept at our house that night.

In the morning, while we were having breakfast, Mother had another stroke. My sister called the ambulance. I was too disgusted with doctors to deal with it. "They just sent her home a few hours ago. Why bother sending her back there?" Two fresh-faced kids showed up to take Mother back to the Pasqua Hospital where they decided to keep her overnight "under observation."

When in the morning they observed Mother was still breathing and warm, they decided to transfer her to Elmview Extend-a-Care “expert nursing” for a week of observation.

At Elmview, when they observed Mother was pretty good at faking that she was well, they discharged her to the Wascana Rehabilitation Hospital where she was treated as an outpatient for the stroke no one would admit she had suffered. I took her there every morning.

At the Wascana hospital, I met some of the people who had looked after me when I had suffered my own stroke. In Regina, they do not treat ischemic stroke, but they do treat hemorrhagic stroke. Lucky for me, too bad for Mom. I looked after her for the next year. She was never the same again which made her even more difficult to live with than usual.

Venetta Evans — finished off by the Regina medical system:

Mother lived for several years after her stroke. She lived with us for a year. I looked after her. Then she moved back to Marian Chateau, then to Muchmore Lodge, then to Wintergreen.

A week before Christmas in 2008, Mother “fell and broke her hip.” Actually, her femur snapped due to the Fosamax she had been taking for years to prevent osteoporosis and she fell.

The Prednisone, low-dose Aspirin, Maximum Strength Arthritis Tylenol, Detrol bladder control medication, and umpteen prescription drugs she had been buying for years all had side effects too. She was spending hundreds of dollars a month. The elderly are big business for doctors and pharmaceutical companies who have a pill for everything and a cure for nothing. The advertising looks good.

Depends diapers, required to deal with Mother's bladder incontinence cost a fortune too. Incontinence, pain and itchy psoriasis were more than a minor inconvenience for Mom, but she lost her weapons when she had the stroke.

Mother was rushed to the Pasqua Hospital by ambulance. "Whee, we can drive fast and play with the sireen!" She could have taken the bus or walked, but it was 40 below zero. She could have stayed at home.

Mother waited for three days for them to get around to operating on her broken leg. She received no food, but was given an IV and morphine which the nurses said was all anyone required. Apparently, nutrition is not part of their education. Compassion and common sense are unknown.

The surgeon told someone the operation to pin her snapped femur had been a success. We never saw him.

"Unfortunately, the patient died. Too bad for her. We did everything we could. She was 87 and it was time for her to go, we decided. We were just too busy to get around to her. We are over-worked and under-paid. Oh good, my overtime bonus cheque has arrived. Now I can take my holiday in the tropics. TaDaa!"

"Please send your tax-deductible donation to the Regina Hospitals Foundation as we need the cash. Volunteer workers are needed too. You can sign up to work for free to help nurses who make up to $250,000 a year with overtime. Regina is known for its community-minded citizens."

"Underfunding is a big problem with medical services in Canada. Everything would be even better than it already is if only we had more money, so pony up suckers."

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Monday, January 17, 2011

Psychological Warfare

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by Morley Evans

This is an introduction to Depraved HYPERCHOLESTEROLMANIA an exposé of the Canadian medical system featuring what they did to me.

DEPRAVED Hypercholesterolmania


Morley Evans

Date:  Jan 14, 2011 To whom it may concern,

After I had been on an exercise program for about 10 months, my brother suggested I see his friend who could help me to get healthy: “John has something new called Zocor that you should try. I’m taking it. John is starting a new practice and he needs patients.”

In January 1992, when I was 45 years old, I went to Dr. John N. Alport who diagnosed hypercholesterolemia after a blood test and prescribed Zocor which had recently been introduced in Canada by pharmaceutical giant, Merck. Alport assured me that Zocor had no side effects and that new benefits were being discovered all the time. “Just take it like a vitamin pill and forget about it,” he said with confidence. Alport said I was at risk of having a heart attack if I didn't lower my cholesterol.

From the first day, I reported severe pain which I never associated with Zocor — so I kept taking Zocor. Alport ignored my pain for four years, saying I was getting older, “Everyone has aches and stiffness.” Alport doubled the dose of Zocor from 10 mg to 20 mg and he prescribed Amitriptyline, an antidepressant "to relieve your pain." Otherwise, Alport denied for four years that I had any problems. Then, for the next two years, Alport prescribed more drugs and referred me to a rheumatologist, physiotherapy and a psychologist after Dr. Stuart McMillan diagnosed me with fibromyalgia.

Pain immobilized me. I was unable to work. I spent my days dozing off and on in a Lay-Z-Boy. Pain would shoot up with the slightest movement and the most relief I could find was to lie motionless and throb. My feet felt as if they were on fire, my hands were stiff painful swollen claws. I spent every night lying in sheets that were soaking wet with sweat. I took three extremely hot baths a day (110°F) to relieve the pain. Drugs were no help.

The side effects I endured for SIX years include: myalgia, neuralgia, insomnia, dementia, polyneuropathy, rhabdomyolisis, subdural hematoma, coma, and pain, pain, pain, as well as bowel and bladder incontinence, severe grinding joint pain, swollen fingers and throbbing hands, rheumatism, arthritis, bursitis, tendonitis, difficulty swallowing (dysphagia), general numbness, feet that felt as if they were on fire (polyneuropathy), hair loss, and ringing ears (tinnitus). I could not button my shirt or lift my arms even half-way to shoulder height.

In 1998, I improved after a prolotherapy treatment by Dr. Cenaiko and I stopped taking the medication Alport had prescribed, including Zocor. I slowly improved over seven months. Then Alport’s successor, Dr. Annandale, introduced Lipitor in 2000 and my symptoms returned. Four months later, I was in a coma.

In August 2001, I discovered why I had been sick from a CBS newscast about the recall of Baycol. I heard the word “Statin” for the first time. I spent a year reconstructing what had happened to me: Alport and Merck tortured me for six years. They threw away my life and nearly killed me. Hill Ave. Drugs sold me all the drugs Alport and Annandale had prescribed. In 1993, the pharmacist, Dean Ast, and Alport had devised a scheme to destroy the evidence that I was taking Zocor while Ast continued to sell Zocor to me at full price, off the Provincial drug plan so there would be no record in the Department of Health. Annandale and Pfizer put me into a coma in June 2000.

I would be dead had Dr. Buwembo not saved my life. Every agency that is supposed to protect people in Canada has ignored me. As far as they are concerned, I am dead and gone.

I am now 63 years old. I live with my sister. My income has been next to zero all these years. Happily, I am healthier than I ever was with thanks to exercise and nutrition and no thanks to so-called modern medicine. After eighteen years, I have climbed out of the grave that was dug for me by these bastards. They are going to pay — either in this life or in the next.

ON THIS CD which has over 1800 documents, these selected items themselves convict everyone concerned: Alport, Ast, Annandale, Merck and Pfizer "The world's largest research-based pharmaceutical company."

1). Medical Timeline is a schematic of what happened to me since 1992. It is a picture of the crime scene with links to evidence;
2). My first letter to the College of Physicians and Surgeons summarizes the case against Alport et al;
3). My second letter to the College of Physicians and Surgeons supports the theory that a scheme to destroy evidence was entered into by Alport and Ast in 1993;
4). Alport’s scribbles cover the first forty-three months he was my doctor. Alport was my doctor for 76 months;
5). The Lipid Clinic indicates that the pharmaceutical companies are actively engaged in deliberately misleading patients;
6). The product monographs clearly indicate the Statin drugs should have been withdrawn when I reported pain ON THE FIRST DAY. The doctors involved never discontinued them;
7). Ask A Patient dot com indicates many people have been harmed by Statins. Sixteen million prescriptions have been written in Canada for Lipitor alone;
8). Rate MDs dot com is a website where Alport’s patients evaluate him.

There is a mountain of evidence to convict the Canadian medical system as a vast criminal empire. Doctors operate like members of a secret society. Pharmaceutical companies sell dangerous nostrums of dubious value and make billions each year doing it. They have zero concern about the people who buy them. They would be interested in learning about problems and correcting them if they were interested in the people who buy their products. They are not interested. Doctors like Alport and Annandale have zero concern for their patients. Governing bodies could not care less about the people who are harmed. I am walking proof of what I say. I plan to live another sixty years to tell anyone who will listen. I’ve already been one moment from death and I have been to Hell twice, thanks to them. I know what I’m talking about.

MISSION STATEMENTS MATTER: Alfred P. Sloan said, "General Motors is not in business to make cars. General Motors is in business to make money." When GM started making bad cars, people eventually started buying good cars, from other manufacturers. Today, after bankruptcy, GM is shaping up. The jury is out.

Echoing Sloan, pharmaceutical companies and doctors are not in business to help sick people. They are in business to make money.

Yet, pharmaceutical companies and doctors are — by law — in business to help sick people. What they are doing is illegal ipso facto.

1. The Canadian Medical Association (CMA) was established in 1867 a few months after Confederation. It is a Trade Union for doctors. Its original purpose was to see that doctors got paid. The problem of getting paid was solved when Tommy Douglas hooked up doctors to the public treasury. Doctors operate as if they are members of a secret society. The secret is who comes first: them or you.

2. The Canadian Medical Protective Association (CMPA) was established in 1901 by the CMA. It invented what it calls the “medico-legal defence” to avoid the nasty problem of defending doctors from malpractice lawsuits. They have very successfully subverted justice for over a century. CMPA influence has corrupted the Canadian legal and legislative system which already was an old boys' club.

3. The pharmaceutical companies are among the wealthiest corporations in the world. They have zillions of dollars. Doctors work for them whether they know it or not. Big Pharma has undue influence on bodies like the FDA, medical schools, legislatures, bureaucracies as well as lawyers and judges. Big Pharma is the old patent medicine racket on steroids.

So-called Modern Medicine is the Number One expense in Canada. This criminal monstrosity is to Canada what the military-industrial complex is to the United States. Involved are nurses' unions, health bureaucracies,  the colleges of physicians and surgeons, medical schools, medical research, university departments and of course, hospitals.

Yet Canadians generally believe that they have the best medical system in the world. They wouldn't dream of suing a doctor. In fact they can't sue a doctor, but they think they can because they watch American TV and get American news. Canadians believe that pharmaceutical companies have their best interests at heart and that wonderful cures for deadly diseases are constantly being discovered by medical scientists in magnificent research labs. Every night, the TV news and incessant advertisements for pharmaceutical products reinforce this idea in the minds of millions. Canadians know that even Americans come to Canada to buy pharmaceutical drugs. Did you know Canadians cannot buy pharmaceutical products in the United States and bring them into Canada?

The ignorance of Canadians is evidence of the triumph of psychological warfare that has been waged for over a century on us by the would-be Masters of Modern Medicine. Canada's medical organizations and all pharmaceutical companies really do not care about you — at all. They are the least trustworthy people you will ever know. Look at their record. You are happy with your doctor? You're lucky. Wait until something goes wrong. The Big Question is this: How did these half-wits manage to take over the country?

Wake up Canada!

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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

I Don't Like Ike

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by Morley Evans

Lew Rockwell has penned an excellent essay which you can read here:
http://www.amconmag.com/blog/ikes-last-stand/i-dont-like-ike/

To that, I add these thoughts:


Calvin Coolidge supposedly said, "The business of the United States is business." He didn't actually say that, but he is supposed to have said it. It is true, nevertheless. The business in which the United States has always been engaged is War and Americans are good at it.

Eisenhower was pursuing a policy that can be assigned to every President before him: all the way back to George Washington and to every President since him up to the current President, Barack Obama. Before there was a United States, the colonists were at war with the French and Indians.

Americans have always excelled at munitions. Americans invented the rifle, perfected the hand gun, invented the airplane, the machine gun, the atom bomb and more. The Civil War left the U.S.A. as a military superpower, in the ranks of the old world empires. American creations were immediately adopted by others. American advisors taught the Empire of Japan how to organize a modern army. Military casualties in the American Civil War were greater than the Crimean War. Both greatly exceeded the Napoleonic Wars.

Lew Rockwell is right about the Cold War. The Soviet Union was a wreck after World War II, tens of millions had been killed, the country was devastated, but an adversary was required to justify the American military industrial complex, which was expanded and named, but not invented, by Eisenhower.

For sixty years, the U.S.S.R. was "the best enemy money could buy" — the Ruskies surpassed even the deadly threat of the Nazis and the Empire of Japan which had replaced the deadly threat of the German Empire which had replaced a long list of deadly enemies that had to be defeated. Now that they are gone, the United States and its allies have to make do with the Muslims (again) so we can continue waging war forever. We are told ad nauseum by the brain trust in Washington that we need the defence they provide.

"Peace Through Strength" is a lie. It is time for Americans to reject this fraud and demand their birthright which has been stolen by warmongers. Did you know that planet earth (that is where you live) is currently militarily occupied by the United States Empire? There are over a thousand military bases. They are everywhere and the U.S. "defense" budget this year will be over a trillion dollars (and all of that money will be "borrowed")?

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Nov 22, 1963

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by Morley Evans


Question: What time was President Kennedy shot? When was Lee Harvey Oswald arrested?
Answer:
The events of the Kennedy assassination on Nov 22, 1963 happened quickly, followed by years of people investigating what really happened. Here is a brief timeline touching on the major points of the day and those following.

Nov 22, 1963
  • 11:10 a.m. -- After staying overnight in Fort Worth, Kennedy leaves Carswell AFB onboard Air Force One to fly to Love Field in Dallas.
  • 11:30 a.m. -- The presidential motorcade leaves Love Field.
  • 11:30 a.m.-12:30 p.m. -- The motorcade follows a route through Dallas, during which the president stops the car several times to talk to citizens who approach his limousine.
  • 12:30 p.m. -- President Kennedy is shot and taken to Parkland Hospital in Dallas.
  • 1:00 p.m. -- President Kennedy is pronounced dead at Parkland Hospital.
  • 1:08 p.m. -- Officer J.D. Tippit calls in to the police dispatch. By 1:16 p.m., he is dead.
  • 1:22 p.m. -- A rifle is found on the sixth floor of the Texas School Book Depository building.
  • 1:55 p.m. -- Lee Harvey Oswald is arrested at the Texas Theater in Oak Cliff for the murder of Officer Tippit.
  • 2:04 p.m. -- John F. Kennedy's body leaves Parkland Hospital and is taken to Love Field to be carried to Washington, D.C. on board Air Force One.
  • 2:25 p.m. -- Lee Harvey Oswald is interrogated for more than an hour and a half, taken to a lineup, interrogated for another hour and forty-five minutes, taken to another lineup, then a third lineup, then interrogated again. At 11:00 p.m., there is a fourth interrogation by an FBI agent.
  • 7:05 p.m. -- Oswald is charged with the murder of Officer Tippit.
  • 11:26 p.m. -- Oswald is charged with the murder of President Kennedy.
Nov 23, 1963
  • 10:30 a.m. -- A fourth interrogation lasts for two hours and forty minutes.
  • 1:10 p.m. -- During the day, Oswald speaks with family and friends.
  • 5:30 p.m. -- Oswald speaks to H. Louis Nichols, President of the Dallas Bar Association, for five minutes.
Nov 24, 1963
  • 9:30 a.m. -- A fifth interrogation.
  • 11:21 a.m. -- Jack Ruby shoots Oswald during a transfer from the Dallas Police Department to the County Jail. Jack Ruby died in prison on Mar 1, 1967.
You can find more detailed timelines around the web, including those that have witness statements and various conspiracy theory evidence included.
Probable Cause: A very detailed timeline by an Australian group devoted to investigating the events surrounding Kennedy's assassination. It includes book references.
Wikipedia
: A narrative of the events of that day with times included.

Wikipedia:

LEE HARVEY OSWALD

Lee Harvey Oswald was confronted by an armed Dallas policeman, Marion Baker, in the depository second floor lunchroom only 74 to 90 seconds (according to a Warren Commission time recreation) after the last shot. Baker first testified that the first shot he remembered hearing as he approached the depository and the Dallas Textile Building had originated from the "building in front of me, or, the one to the right." In the second floor lunch room, Oswald was identified by the superintendent of the building, Roy Truly, then released. Both Baker and Truly testified that Oswald appeared completely "calm, cool, normal, and was not out of breath in any way," and was not sweating. According to the Warren Commission, Oswald was next seen by a depository secretary as he crossed through the second floor business office carrying a soda bottle.[6][7] He left the Texas School Book Depository at approximately 12:33 p.m. through its front door.
The Warren Commission concluded that Oswald had traveled from the sixth floor easternmost window, and hid an 8 pound, Italian-made 1938 Mannlicher-Carcano, 6.5 millimeter rifle equipped with a four-power scope along the way. The rifle was reported discovered by a Dallas police detective at 1:22 p.m., having been placed between stacks of boxes. After being discovered, the rifle was photographed before being touched.
Estimates of when the Depository Building was sealed off by police range from 12:33 to 12:50 p.m.[8] The Dealey Plaza immediate area streets and blocks were never sealed-off, and within only nine minutes of the assassination, photographs show that vehicles were still driving unhampered down Elm Street, through the crime scene kill zone.
About 1:00 p.m., after a bus and taxi ride, Oswald arrived back at his boarding room (1026 North Beckley Ave.), and according to his housekeeper Earlene Roberts, left three or four minutes later. She last saw him standing and waiting at a bus stop.[9]
At 1:12 to 1:15 p.m. (one nearby witness who actually looked at his watch stated 1:10 p.m.),[10] Dallas police officer J. D. Tippit was shot dead near the intersection of 10th St. and Patton Ave. This was 0.86 mile from Oswald's rooming house. Thirteen people witnessed the man shooting Tippit or fleeing the immediate scene.[11][12][13] By that evening, five of the witnesses had identified Oswald in police lineups, and a sixth identified him the following day. Four others subsequently identified Oswald from a photograph.[14][15][13]
After the Tippit murder, Oswald was witnessed traveling on foot toward the Texas Theatre on West Jefferson Blvd. About 1:35 p.m. Johnny Calvin Brewer, who worked as a manager at Hardy's Shoe Store in the same block as the Texas Theatre on Jefferson Blvd. saw Oswald turning his face away from the street and duck into the entranceway of the shoe store as Dallas squad cars drove up the street with sirens on. When Oswald left the store, Brewer followed Oswald and watched him go into the Texas Theater movie house without paying while ticket attendant Julie Postal was distracted. Brewer notified Postal, who in turn informed the Dallas Police at 1:40 p.m.
Almost two dozen policemen, sheriffs, and detectives in several patrol cars arrived at Texas Theatre because they believed Tippit's killer was inside. When an arrest attempt was made at 1:50 p.m. inside the theater, Oswald resisted arrest and, according to the police, attempted to shoot a patrolman after yelling once, "Well, it's all over now!" then punching a patrolman.[16]
At 3:01 p.m. Dallas time, only an hour after Oswald was taken into the Dallas jail, FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover wrote a memo to his assistant directors in which he stated, "I called the Attorney General at his home and told him I thought we had the man who killed the President down in Dallas, at the present time".

JACK RUBY

Ruby died of a pulmonary embolism, secondary to bronchogenic carcinoma (lung cancer), on January 3, 1967 at Parkland Hospital, where Oswald had died and where President Kennedy had been pronounced dead after his assassination. He was buried beside his parents in the Westlawn Cemetery in Chicago.[25][26][27]
HERE'S THE BIG QUESTION: WHY WAS OSWALD ARRESTED?
WAS OSWALD ARRESTED BECAUSE HE WAS BEHAVING SUSPICIOUSLY? WAS HE ARRESTED BECAUSE HE DIDN'T BUY A TICKET TO THE MOVIE? WAS HE ARRESTED BECAUSE THE COPS WERE HAVING A POLEECE FRENZY? WHAT CONNECTED OSWALD TO OFFICER TIPPIT? WERE THEY LOOKING FOR OSWALD? WAS OSWALD THE PRE-SELECTED FALL GUY? DID LEE HARVEY OSWALD FIRE A SHOT AT ANYONE? WE WILL NEVER KNOW BECAUSE OSWALD WAS KILLED BY JACK RUBY LESS THAN 48 HOURS AFTER BEING ARRESTED. RUBY CONVENIENTLY DIED OF A HEART ATTACK BEFORE GOING TO TRIAL. JFK'S MURDER WAS POLITICAL. IT INVOLVED THE FBI, SECRET SERVICE, THE DALLAS POLICE DEPARTMENT, THE PENTAGON AND THE CIA. VERY POWERFUL PEOPLE WORKED HARD TO ENSURE THE TRUTH WILL NEVER BE KNOWN. WHO BENEFITED MOST FROM THE ASSASSINATION OF JFK? WITHOUT ANY QUESTION IT WAS LBJ WHO PURLOINED KENNEDY'S LIFE WHEN HE BECAME PRESIDENT. THE PLOT WAS ENGINEERED BY JAMES JESUS ANGELTON WHO WAS THE HEAD OF COUNTER INTELLIGENCE FOR THE CIA. NOW YOU KNOW AS MUCH AS ANYONE WILL EVER KNOW. KEEP THIS SECRET UNDER YOUR HAT.

9/11 Truth

© MMXI V.1.0.0
by Morley Evans

Whatever the government and its agencies have to say about the events of September 11, 2001 carry as much weight as the "Warren Commission" report on the assassination of John F. Kennedy, namely none. Their analyses presuppose that two big Boeings caused a collapse by igniting fires that were fuelled by kerosene jet fuel. Just as the buildings dissolved into dust and floated off on the breezes, the government's words turn to dust and float off on hot air as soon as they pass the speaker's lips.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Lightning and Fools

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by Morley Evans

“The trouble ain't that there is too many fools, but that the lightning ain't distributed right.”
- Mark Twain