Oswald in the doorway: the blog of the Oswald Innocence Campaign, by Ralph Cinque

I am aware that Rob Clark made a podcast about me, but I haven't listened to it, and I won't. And the reason is that I listened to part of his first podcast, and he sounds like such a thug that it is awful to listen to him. 

Seriously, he sounds like a street thug. He can't even pronounce the words correctly. His use of the English language is so poor and so crude that it's distracting. 

So no, I am not going to listen to him. Let him make all the podcasts about me that he wants. Who's going to be impressed by him? Other thugs. That's about it. I'll let him have that vote. 

But, whenever I think of Rob Clark, I think of this collage he made:

   

And he said at the time that it demonstrated that Lovelady's plaid shirt was a perfect match to Doorman's. Except that it isn't. Look at the fine white lines on Lovelady's shirt. They are crossing forming boxes. Do you see any boxes on Doorman's shirt? There aren't any vertical lines on Doorman's shirt. And if you think you see horizontal lines, I'll point out that they aren't really line, but more like splotches. They do not correspond to the fine pinstripes that we see on Lovelady's shirt, and therefore, there is no correlation at all. Those two shirts aren't any kind of match. There is absolutely NOTHING matching between them. They are as categorically distinct and dissimilar as two shirts can be. 

Apparently, Rob Clark made the collage, but he didn't look at it. 

Thuggery never was a good basis for rational thought; not in olden times, and not today.