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

You know how short the famous Marguerite Oswald was. She had to be less than 5 feet tall. Here she is sitting next to the judge of the Jack Ruby trial, and notice that she's smiling and beaming. The distraught mother who put pictures of her battered son up on the wall? I guess it's true what they say: you can't mourn forever. 

And notice that the judge is slumping to get down to her level. It's like he is talking to a child. But, here is Marguerite Oswald on her wedding day. 

She is actually sitting slightly higher than her husband, Edward Eckdal. So, how could that be the Marguerite of fame? Eckdal wasn't a midget. So, are you getting it now that she was NOT the same woman? That there were two Marguerites? That just as the Oswald of fame was a Lee Harvey Oswald impostor, which was his real connection to the U.S. Intelligence community, the Marguerite of fame was also part of the same scam?  In other words, John Armstrong is right; there were two Oswalds. Not just Oswald doubles- and there were plenty of those too. But, there were two young men living their lives as Lee Harvey Oswald - the same Lee Harvey Oswald. 

This is supposed to be a childhood picture of the Lee Harvey Oswald of fame. Look at his teeth.

 Wow. That 's incredible. Now, here's the famous Oswald's teeth.

Once more, child:

adult:

So, that kid was NOT the Lee Harvey Oswald of fame.  But, there are so many false images of Oswald, that if you put aside the images that were taken November 22 to November 24, 1963, there are far more false images of him than true ones. 

And some of the images of him are so obviously not him, what the hell is wrong with people that it doesn't jump out at them right away? This is what comes from everyone going to government schools. 

The case against Oswald is so blatantly and nakedly false, that one has to either be extremely stupid or just malevolent, Machiavellian evil like, say, John McAdams, to keep saying that he did it. The Oswald of fame was standing in the doorway of the Book Depository during the shooting, and we have a photograph of him there, in which we can recognize him and his clothing. 

We are talking about evil; the evil then, and the evil now. It doesn't get any worse than this.