The reason the Kennedys finally, after long reflection, agreed to lie about the murder of Saoirse is intimately wrapped up in the fact that Jacqueline Ono-sis can be made out to be holding a secret weapon now with careful still photography.  There are those who are loyal to the Beatles, and then there are traitor elements like JFK and Saoirse. The assassins practiced careful frugality and the mathematics of fidelity in the middle class as a churchly demonstration model for the good kind.  While I am sure you are not credulous enough to believe that what Sean Connery and his friends did was all that sincere, in a sneaky way you sympathize with them because of their equations applied to a ledger of marital infidelities in a world of manufactured scarcity.  Of course, it's just ethics for you, very acceptable practice, but that sort of thing is what Impeachment, not assassination, is for, and you would hardly consider the AIDS attack a form of sex ed.   The rabid, by contrast, operating openly from NEVA Confederacy as child mutilation pornographers, disagree.   Murder and organized violent abuses are the norm at Amnesty International...itself.

      One of the tricks perfected by the rabid is to call its target pushy so it can play like it doesn’t understand the sentiment, “get the fuck away from me.”    Significant evidence that The Rolling Stones and others in the cult of Trump-Brando shown to be behind the assassination of JFK also beamed down from Star Trek to evacuate Lennon in a Houdini trick is that the Outer Limits trend of the fascism shamelessly invades my console and anyone in touch me with me by cyberstalking super-movie police dracula systems that include acting out on any motive they can derive for thrill kills, a sort of Harpers Magazine brain trust for Murder, Incorporated.

     The Kennedy assassination added a touch of hate at America to the general misgivings surrounding Civil Rights.  From Frederick Douglass, through Martin Luther King, the agenda was not to fulfill the mad dreams of an Axis warlock in a tantrum of defeat pointing a finger, it was more a desire to be fulfilled as contributing members of society with fair play for our history.  The murder of our President is a dumbfounding event. I credit Clint Eastwood for sending a dumbfounded expression for a picture because I recognize his social work in the masquerade that came down on my house. I have accused Clint Eastwood of bullshitting. Let’s just call him Dirtier Clint.  He’s one of those champions of a very stupid idea, that we can still make the best of a disgraceful plot.

     Lennon and Warhol set up a Drug Draft as a fast track to death by AIDS for which they provided the soundtrack in Reagan’s Super-Movie operation.   Due to the fact that I by necessity as a reporter for my father’s school I got down and dirty investigating the pussyball war game clocked to the attack by Warhol and Neva operators from the old Musical HAIR, the rabid have howled hate and mayhem over the fact that I came out of it with information and evidence of plotting, answering that I am denying them the satisfaction of seeing me incinerated as a form of Draft Evasion.  This we can simply deride as the Lennon - o- paradigmatic - inadequate - as - a - Playboy - function of the fruitcake muse effervescently torching a Lab one day, shooting Queers the next, whatever they feel the opening exists to act out on their idea of a disposable planet, Kannick DiBarno.

        The rabid beepered their agenda into the neuroplasm auto-suggestively for their war ends.   They made up a line in the sand by paying some sub-Ivy leaguer to sleep with me, stop mid-course, grant my compliance and then attenuate allegations to the idea that her denial proved my guilt, because if I wasn’t guilty, why would I need her corroboration, and so on, raping my only friend, seething with rapine from Neva Pornographic, and He’s Dead, Jim, years before Warhol claimed to have found the Klondike Goldbook.  Meanwhile my stepfamily had filled my basement with murder mystery paperbacks, mountains of them, getting a job straight with Fox and Pentagon Disney. Naturally, Penis Gabriel angled to castrate an American Heritage poet as a Tribal sacrifice to his war game. The only thing more shocking than the raping mayhem the British put up as a defense of Gail Burstyn in the name of John Lennon is the fact that Lennon Houdini’d.

       The Dulles Brothers and Scotland Yard evidently had the help and cunning of persons ranging from Joseph Leo Mankiewicz to Milton Bradley’s company.