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

It's no surprise that my enemies are making hay out of my latest upheaval with Richard Hooke. But, you would think that those who claim to be Oswald defenders would take a moment to reject the idea that Oswald was up on the 6th floor with a loaded gun, entwined with the killers, until moments before the assassination. 

They might also dispute the idea that with firm and certain knowledge that JFK was going to be slaughtered that Oswald just stood there and watched the whole thing go down, utterly resigned to its inevitability. 

And then afterwards, according to Hooke, Oswald teamed up again with the killers again, fleeing Dealey Plaza with them, even though he had defied their orders.  

Now, you would think that that would create some problems. How did the conversation go as they were fleeing Dealey Plaza in that car?

Wallace: God damn it, Oswald! Where the hell did you go? Why did you leave like that?

Oswald: I just couldn't go through with it. That's all. But don't worry, I didn't tell anybody. I just watched it from the doorway. I did nothing to interfere. I spoke to no one. I said nothing.  And Kennedy is dead without me shooting at him and I knew that would be the case. I knew I wasn't sabotaging the mission. So, there was no harm done. Let's just drop it.

Wallace: Drop it? How do I know you are telling the truth? 

Oswald: Look, if I wanted to stop it, I could have run out in the street. I could have made a scene. I could have sought out a policeman. I could have confided in people I know at the Depository and gotten them to help me. I know Buell Frazier pretty well. He drove me to work this morning. If I told him that Kennedy was about to be killed, and I needed his help to stop it, I know he would have cooperated. But, I didn't do that. I knowingly let it all go down. And for just letting it happen, I might as well have shot Kennedy myself. Hey, I am as guilty as you are. I know it, and you know it.  There isn't that much difference. When you knowingly let a thing like this happen, you are guilty in the eyes of the law. 

Wallace: Well, I guess you're right about that. Still though, you could have said something. You could have just put the gun down and not shot but stayed up there. Why'd you have to leave?

Oswald: I don't know. But, believe me, I didn't do anything. I didn't tell anybody. I didn't try to stop it. I didn't tell a soul. I took no action to prevent it. I just watched it. I JUST LET KENNEDY DIE! What more do you want from me? 

Wallace: Alright, we'll drop it, for now. But, it's only because I don't have time to deal with it. So, count yourself lucky. So, what's going to happen next is that Morales and I are going to get out at our secret hideout, and then you are going to go on alone to the theater. Park as close as you can, then go inside and look for the guy I told you about who is going to drive you to Redbird Airport so that you can be flown out of the country.

Oswald: Why can't I just drive myself to Redbird Airport? I've got this car.

Wallace: Moron! We borrowed this car from Ruth Paine! Remember? Her kid has got a piano recital tonight, and we have to get it back to her. That was the deal. So, after you ditch the car, we'll go find it, somehow, and then one of us will drive it back to Irving. Is that so hard to understand?

Oswald: OK, I get it, but why do I have to meet this guy in a dark theater? Wouldn't it be easy if we met in an alley or a parking lot or something? Where I get out of this car and get into his car, and we just take off? Why go fumbling around a theater? Why don't you just take me to wherever he is right now? We're in a car; let's use it.
  
Wallace: Mother of God! I knew it was a mistake to ever bring you into this. You bailed on the shooting, and now you're whining about the get-away plan. For Christ's sake, could you just do what you're told? You're not in charge here. You're not in charge of anything. Nobody cares what you think. Yours is just to follow orders. Now, can you do that, or not?

Oswald: Yeah sure, I can. But, I do have to make a call first. Do you know of any pay phone close to the theater?

Wallace: Whatever, Man. There's a pay phone at the launderette that's close to the theater. It's called the Tidy Lady Launderette.

Oswald: OK, thanks. It'll just take a minute. I just have to call my Spanish housekeeper. Will you guys be joining me on the plane? 

Wallace: Ah, let's see. Why yes. Of course. We're all going together. Redbird Airport here we come.  

Oswald: Well, how are you going to get there if I've got the car, and you have to drive it back to Irving?

Wallace: Well, that hasn't been worked out yet, but we'll take care of it. We'll work something out. An arrangement will be made. The important thing now is for you to focus on getting yourself to the theater. You don't have to think about anything beyond that right now. Just get there. Comprende? 


Oswald: Si, Senor. No problema. What could possibly go wrong?