The Oswald shooting was a staged spectacle, and I have selected 13 images from it that prove it. The images are so ridiculous, one would have to be a complete idiot not to realize that it was faked, and faked badly. This is 2023, and everyone's geiger counter ought to be exploding over this. To anyone who still claims that it was real, I say, "Stop it!" It's over.
1. We'll start with Leavelle's hand in Oswald's pants. He didn't do that, and it's lunacy to think that he did. No policeman is going to put his hand in a prisoner's pants, and no prisoner is going to let it happen without revolting, as in, "Get your fuckin' hand out of my pants. What the hell do you think you're doing?" You just have to look at that sausage they painted in to tell you that it's fake. He didn't do it. And why would he need to? If he was handcuffed to Oswald, wasn't that enough?
3 This is the Jackson photo, taken .6 sec after Beers, supposedly. So, in .6 sec, the Shooter fired; then got in front of Oswald; and Oswald reacted by slamming his left arm to his chest, which no other shooting victim has ever done be in the history of gun violence. How fast would he have had to move his arm to get it done in that amount of time, .6 second? Very fast, and it doesn't leave any time to decelerate. So, he would have had to slam his arm to his chest like King Kong. Notice that Detective Lowery on the left is still clasping his hands like a Jehovah's Witness, even though the shot has gone off. What did it take to upset that guy? And notice that the guy filling in for Blackie Harrison, on the right, is enjoying his cigar even as he reaches for the gun, supposedly to disarm the Shooter. Who says you can't do two things at once? But, the kicker is that he's holding the cigar like Groucho Marx. All he needs is a good Groucho Marx one-liner: "How do I feel about women's rights? I like both sides of them." And finally, the cop in uniform in back looks like a deer in the headlights. He's not looking at Oswald. He's looking straight through them at the camera, but somebody forgot to say "Cheese."
4 In this frame, the Shooter is rushing in, but Leavelle is deliberately looking right because he doesn't want to see him. There is nothing but cops to his right, so an attack couldn't come from that direction. But, he doesn't want to look left because he knows he can't react to Bookhout until AFTER the shot is taken. Like Sergeant Schultz, "I see nothing."
5 But, there was a bit of a collision between Graves and the Shooter. It was a crowded situation. Graves doesn't want to see him either, so he looks down, to indicate that he doesn't see him, as he shoves him forward, helping to get him into position with his back to the camera. That's what you call a spontaneous assist.
8, And speaking of sizes, what happened to Detective Thomas McMillan? He was a very skinny guy, but look how massive he became. I identified him in the image below.
9. We can't leave out Detective Miller covering Bookhout's head after his hat fell off. See how Blackie Harrison waits patiently. He's in no hurry. Doesn't he look relaxed like there is no real danger?
10 I like the above frame because it shows how round the Shooter's face was. His head was round like Charlie Brown's. Ruby did not have such a round face.
12 Above, it is photographer Robert Jackson, and he has conveniently become whale-like for a few seconds to obstruct the view. Nothing to see here.
13 And finally, we'll finish with the Stampede. Somehow, there were all these guys in suits who bolted in front of the camera, blocking the view. Where were they going? What were they trying to do? They were serving as a screen so that we couldn't see. Supposedly, Leavelle and another man (whom he couldn't remember, even on the day) picked up Oswald and carried him into the Jail Office. Three men engaged in that activity would be a very big object, yet, we never saw it at all, and it's because of all this screening. But, I don't believe it even happened. Oswald wasn't shot, and he moved into the Jail Office on his own power. We have a term for these kind of guys in the movie business: they're called extras.