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

Punks will be punks. Rotten bastard thinks that something I said back in February 2012, which was only 3 months after I got started in this, is something that I am bound to for the rest of my life. 

The fact is that by February 2012 I hadn't figured out yet that the Lovelady milling around outside the TSBD after the assassination was a film fakery.  And, I hadn't figured out yet that Lovelady at the desk in the Squad room when Oswald was led by was a film fakery, that he wasn't at that desk, that no one was at that desk, that they inserted him into the film. 

And I have no apologies to make for not figuring it out sooner. After all, nobody else before me figured it out over any length of time. So, I'm willing to cut myself some slack about that. 

It's simple: I changed my mind, and I changed it because of new discoveries, new revelations. And the fact that I, like the rest of the world, was still deceived by the ruse as of February 2012 means nothing. It doesn't oblige me to anything. 

I especially like this collage of Gorilla Man from the Martin film, who is supposed to be Lovelady. It shows that his head was well in front of the woman in curlers. But then when he turns into profile, he is suddenly behind her. It's like he went through her like Casper the Ghost. 

He was inserted into the film. He wasn't there. And Lovelady himself told us he wasn't there. He said he left immediately with Shelley, as they joined the throng of people who descended on the railroad tracks. 

Mr. BALL - Now, when Gloria came up you were standing near Mr. Shelley?
Mr. LOVELADY - Yeah.
Mr. BALL - When Gloria came up and said the President had been shot, Gloria Calvary, what did you do?
Mr. LOVELADY - Well, I asked who told her. She said he had been shot so we asked her was she for certain or just had she seen the shot hit him or--she said yes, she had been right close to it to see and she had saw the blood and knew he had been hit but didn't know how serious it was and so the crowd had started towards the railroad tracks back, you know, behind our building there and we run towards that little, old island and kind of down there in that little street. We went as far as the first tracks and everybody was hollering and crying and policemen started running out that way and we said we better get back into the building, so we went back into the west entrance on the back dock had that low ramp and went into the back dock back inside the building.
Mr. BALL - First of all, let's get you to tell us whom you left the steps with.
Mr. LOVELADY - Mr. Shelley.
Mr. BALL - Shelley and you went down how far?
Mr. LOVELADY - Well, I would say a good 75, between 75 to 100 yards to the first tracks. See how those tracks goes---
Mr. BALL - You went down the dead end on Elm?
Mr. LOVELADY - Yes.
Mr. BALL - And down to the first tracks?
Mr. LOVELADY - Yes.
Mr. BALL - Did you see anything there?
Mr. LOVELADY - No, sir; well, just people running.
Mr. BALL - That's all?
Mr. LOVELADY - And hollerin.
Mr. BALL - How did you happen to go down there?
Mr. LOVELADY - I don't know, because everybody was running from that way and naturally, I guess---
Mr. BALL - They were running from that way or toward that way?
Mr. LOVELADY - Toward that way; everybody thought it was coming from that direction.
Mr. BALL - By the time you left the steps had Mr. Truly entered the building?
Mr. LOVELADY - As we left the steps I would say we were at least 15. maybe 25. steps away from the building. I looked back and I saw him and the policeman running into the building.
Mr. BALL - How many steps?
Mr. LOVELADY - Twenty, 25.
Mr. BALL - Steps away and you looked back and saw him enter the building?
Mr. LOVELADY - Yes. 

So, by the time there was a police checkpoint set up at the entrance, Lovelady was long gone. He re-entered the building through the back door, never to return to the front. There is simply no chance that he was milling around at the entrance when the film was taken. The fools who did the fakery failed to read his testimony to realize that it was impossible for him to be there. 

And regarding the fakery in the Squad room where they added a Lovelady figure at the desk, they did more than that. They also added an outer shirt to Oswald who was only in a t-shirt at the time.

It is not anatomical for his elbow to be bent like that or to be as low as that. That is art. Evil techno-art. They painted that shirt on him. He was reduced to a t-shirt by that point. They were trying to make it consistent with the frames that came before when he first arrived in which the shirt was hanging off him like that. 

So, there was no Lovelady at the desk, and there were certainly not two Loveladys at the desk. To believe this bull shit story, you have to believe that these two men were the same man at the same time.

Do you see the Bizarro World of make-believe that JFK officialdom is? It is Orwellian. And it shall not endure.