Imagine how much plywood it would take to resurface the whole 6th floor of the Book Depository.
You realize how big the building is, right? It's huge. And if you were going to do it at all, you'd do the whole thing, the whole floor, right?
And, you would order the plywood all at once, right? Wouldn't that be most efficient? But again, imagine how much you would need. Imagine the volume of materials as you got started. So, they show us this?
Someone actually wrote: "plywood on cart." Isn't that special? I am reminded of the movie The Graduate, in which Benjamin Braddock has just had a shouting match with Elaine Robinson in his grungy room at Berkeley. The landlord Mr. Cleery shows up and threatens to call the cops, and Benjamin has to talk him down.
"Oh no, Mr. Cleery, there's no need for the cops. Everything is fine. Just look at her. There she is. (points to her) She's just sitting there. (she adjusts herself) She's enjoying a glass of water. (Elaine drinks.) Now she's smiling. (Elaine smiles.) And, she is definitely not upset. Everything is fine."
Likewise: "There's the plywood. Look how neatly stacked it is. They're building a floor, not a Sniper's Nest."
Now, let's consider: the Sniper's Nest had to get built, but Oswald, being innocent, didn't build it. So, who built it and when was it built?
Well, I think the odds are very great that it was built that day because they did use the 6th floor, and if it was built days ahead of time, wouldn't people have noticed it? Aren't the odds great that it was built during the time that the floor-laying project was supposedly going on?
But, another thing about that picture is this: who would work that way? If you're laying a floor, don't you clear the area? Would you actually start laying down boards with boxes right there?
First of all, a piece of plywood is 8 feet long and 4 feet wide. It's been that way all my life and before I was born. How could you work at it without opening up that space? They were mostly nailing down whole boards, right? You don't cut unless it's necessary, do you? The fewer joints the better? And, that isn't even the color of plywood. Unfinished plywood is light. It's close to the color of the cardboard boxes in view. How could plywood be so dark? What, did they stain it first? They don't sell it pre-stained, and nobody would stain it first. So, why doesn't that plywood look like plywood? But, who would work that way, and how could anyone work that way? You need fucking space to work. It looks cramped and crowded- and there, it's devoid of people. Now imagine Billy Lovelady, Danny Arce, Bonnie Ray Williams, etc. crammed in there, plus Bill Shelley shouting orders as foreman on top of it all. You buying that shit? That is NOT a work space. There is no basis to think that they were seriously laying down a floor under those conditions.
But, meanwhile, Benjamin Braddock is still selling it.
"Oh, look. There's some scrap plywood. And there's the carpenter's square. And, there we have a homemade drop cord. There is no need to doubt that this was a real construction project."
The bloodied will always lie, but it doesn't mean they have the brains to lie smartly. The 6th floor "floor-laying" project- and the so-called "evidence" for it, as seen here- are a joke. They shouldn't be showing this shit. They shouldn't be showcasing it. They should be hiding it. They should be burying it and hoping that nobody ever finds these ridiculous pictures. What stupid idiots and hapless fools.