If we were talking about anything else in the world except the JFK assassination, NOBODY would claim, in a million years, that these were the same man wearing the same clothes in the same way.
It's only in the sick, twisted, fucked-up, bloodied world of the JFK assassination that such a thing is even remotely possible. The JFK assassination exists in its own little world, and it's not the real world. It's not the world we're living in. It's like Kevin Costner said; we are through the Looking Glass, where up is down and black is white.
And again, it's only in the fucked up world of the JFK assassination that you could have proponents and opponents of Oswald's innocence befriending and cooperating as they enjoy their sick little clique. Or, is it a "community"?
Well, you can all go straight to Hell. You're wicked; you're evil; and you're bloodied. You're like Dracula, all of you. But, Dracula feared the Cross, and we've got one. This is it. This is reality. This is light over darkness. This is good over bad. This is virtue over evil. This is victory and certainty for JFK truth: Oswald in the doorway.
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