The JFK assassination research community has been in an uproar over the past week, with the very belated disclosures of former Secret Service agent Paul Landis. Landis, now 88, dropped a sudden bombshell, to coincide with the release of his new book, The Final Witness: A Kennedy Secret Service Agent Breaks his Silence After Sixty Years.
Landis now claims that he found a bullet- seemingly the “magic” bullet that caused seven wounds in JFK and John Connally without being noticeably damaged- on the top of the back seat of the limousine. Landis, a trained law enforcement officer, didn’t mark his initials on the bullet and proceed with the legal chain of possession. No, he carried it into Parkland Hospital and then placed in on President Kennedy’s stretcher. He wondered aloud if he’d “done anything wrong.” You think? The Secret Service was already culpable for allowing the assassination to happen by not reacting at all in 6-7 seconds of gunfire, and then washing out the limousine, corrupting the crime scene. Landis was one of the agents out drinking late the night before, violating protocol.
The response to Landis’s testimony has been interesting to say the least. RFK, Jr. tweeted out that “the magic bullet theory is dead.” Now, the single bullet theory has always been impossible, but it is unclear how Landis’s dubious recollection changes that. The mainstream media, meanwhile, gave Landis enough attention to propel his not yet published book up Amazon’s sales rankings. Much of the pro-conspiracy crowd claimed that Landis helped out their cause, while the mainstream insisted it further discredited “conspiracy theories.” Landis himself has always supported the official story, not surprisingly, but disbelieves the single bullet theory. Like many of those not familiar with the evidence, he doesn’t realize that means conspiracy.
The decrepit gun Oswald supposedly owned (which was never proven- read Hidden History for a detailed discussion), couldn’t fire two shots fast enough to match the obvious reactions to being hit by JFK and Connally in the Zapruder film. So claiming that the single bullet theory is wrong, as did John Connally and many others, effectively means more than one shooter. That didn’t stop Connally either from publicly supporting the official fairy tale, although he told a young Gerald Celente something entirely different- that of course there had been a conspiracy. The important thing here is why this story is getting so much attention from the establishment. That means they are promoting it. And they never promote truth.
Landis claiming he placed the bullet on JFK’s stretcher- not Connally’s- muddies the waters further. Some in the research community have long believed that the “magic” bullet created the shallow back wound in Kennedy, which the autopsy doctors indicated had no path of exit to dissect. So they theorize that it simply fell out of his back, perhaps to land on his stretcher. But it is implausible to suggest it fell upwards out of his back, to wind up on the top of the back seat of the limousine. And if it was actually fired that day, then CE399 wasn’t planted, by Jack Ruby or anyone else (Ruby has long been suspected in this regard). Thus, if Landis is correct, someone had to have planted it on top of the limo seat.
So what does this mean? Consider that the official story claims that CE399 (the “magic” bullet) ended its fanciful flight in Governor Connally’s thigh. Connally was seated in front of JFK, in the middle row “jumper” seats. So how did that bullet become dislodged from his thigh and fly backwards, only to land atop the rear seat? Well, I guess that’s no more impossible than anything else about the single bullet theory. Entering JFK’s back on a downward angle, exiting up, without striking any bones, from his throat, making a right turn into Connally’s back, exiting and shattering his wrist- one of the thickest human bones- and coming out of it all looking unscathed. Compare it to the same test ammunition in the Commission’s records.
Here is CE399 compared to test bullets of the exact same ammunition type. The ones that look most like it were fired into cotton wadding. The one on the far right was fired into the wrist of a cadaver. Recall that the “magic” bullet shattered Connally’s wrist, and came out looking much better.
I recounted the way the “magic” bullet was discovered, and mishandled, in Hidden History. The orderly who we were told discovered it, Darrell Tomlinson, was unsure where it came from, only that it rolled off of a stretcher- not necessarily Connally’s. He gave it to his supervisor, O.P. Wright, who tried unsuccessfully to interest an FBI or Secret Service agent in it. It went through untold hands, without many of them even marking it, making the chain of possession worthless. Finally, Secret Service agent Richard Johnsen put it in his coat pocket and transported it back to Washington, D.C. When Vince Palamara asked him about this decades later, Johnsen claimed not to remember it! Not remember the highlight of his career?
In my upcoming The American Memory Hole, I’ll talk about the testimony of Nathan Pool, who claimed to have been with Tomlinson when CE399 was discovered (by one of them- he oddly couldn’t remember which). Tomlinson never mentioned Pool in his testimony, and his presence places another person at the scene- in this case, perhaps the key person- whose initials were never put on the bullet, thus rendering the chain of possession inadmissible in an honest courtroom. Honest courtrooms being as rare as they are, the bullet- like all the other dubious “evidence” against Oswald- would probably have been entered into the record with little difficulty. If only more defense attorneys would watch Perry Mason reruns.
The timing of all this is decidedly curious. We are close to the sixtieth anniversary of the assassination. Is this just a purposeful distraction? Other than purely financial reasons, why would Landis wait so long to disclose such crucial evidence? He must realize how bad it makes him look. At best, he was incredibly irresponsible and incompetent. At worst, he was one of many aiding the coverup. Yes, if he really found a bullet there, it just adds to the voluminous evidence for conspiracy. But all the evidence already points to conspiracy. In stark contrast, there is zero credible evidence for the official story.
I’m devoted almost fifty years to studying the JFK assassination. It’s become a part of my life. It’s my wheelhouse issue. I can still get lost in the minutiae of the ballistics, the autopsy, the mysterious deaths, the Oswald impersonations, etc. Was the Zapruder film altered? Is that Oswald standing in the doorway of the Texas School Book Depository in the Altgens photograph, snapped just as Kennedy was struck in the throat? Or is the shadowy figure further back in the Depository entrance, the one known as “Prayer Man,” really Oswald? Either way, the alleged assassin being photographed six floors below from where he was said to be shooting from, as the president reacts to gunfire, alone exonerates him completely.
This is all especially relevant to me now, as my next book, co-written with William Law, who is more knowledgeable on the medical evidence in the case than the rest of the researchers combined, will be published in mid-October. Pimp the Bimbo in Red: Dean Andrews, Jim Garrison, and the Conspiracy to Kill JFK explores what I call the “ground level” plot, which was centered in New Orleans. In my view, David Ferrie, Jack Ruby, Guy Banister, Clay Shaw, and a slew of anti-Castro Cubans were all being manipulated. We know that all of them had intelligence connections. These were not the real conspirators, but they were the group Oswald was told to infiltrate.
Like Jim Garrison, I think Lee Harvey Oswald was on assignment at the time of the assassination, told to report back on a brewing plot to kill Kennedy. I go further, and think that all of these “ground level” conspirators might very well have been told the same thing by their handlers, and were all played off against each other. Shaw was a cut above the others, and didn’t “belong” in the same strata with them. His many powerful connections will be documented in the book. He wasn’t a kindly philanthropist that Garrison unfairly hounded. Oliver Stone should love our book. We’ll see if he pays any attention to it.
In another article here, closer to the publication date, I’ll go over my long friendship with Dean Andrews III, which inspired the book. His father, Dean Andrews, Jr., was the lawyer with the Beatnik lingo, played so memorably by John Candy in Oliver Stone’s JFK. There are several exclusives in the book, including my contacting the family of Oswald’s best friend in high school (who subsequently became part of the endless JFK assassination Body Count). Jim Garrison was every bit as courageous as my friend John Barbour continues to declare he was. Pipe the Bimbo in Red is an homage to the only man who ever attempted a prosecution in the assassination.
So who discovered this important evidence, this “magic” bullet? And if Landis did find a bullet in the car, was it the same one that both Darrell Tomlinson and Nathan Pool claimed to have discovered, rolling off of one of the stretchers (Tomlinson refused to say it was Connally’s, maintaining that he wanted to be tell the truth and be able to sleep at night)? Were there two “magic” bullets? The testimony of those who saw whatever bullet was discovered at Parkland describe it having both a pointed and rounded tip. Needless to say, a real investigation would have ironed out all these inconsistencies. The Warren Commission didn’t investigate anything. They simply rubber stamped the FBI report, and constructed a dishonest biography of Oswald.
You won’t get this kind of perspective over Landis’s bombshell disclosure anywhere else. The debate should begin at his supposedly finding the bullet where he said he did. That should strike any seasoned researcher as impossible. How did a bullet possibly wind up there? And why would Landis go against all his training, and place the bullet onto Kennedy’s stretcher? In essence, he planted this bullet as surely as Jack Ruby or some other conspirator planted CE399 on Connally’s stretcher. If we had an honest system, and a free press, what Landis said would be viewed as a confession, not some heroic emotional remembrance.
Landis’s longtime friend and former Secret Service colleague Clint Hill, who shied away from the limelight for decades before deciding to exploit his experiences for all they’re worth, was on hand to tell CBS News how mistaken Landis was. Hill has produced a series of exceptionally misleading books with his now (much, much younger) wife Lisa McCubbin. In them, Hill not only attempts to portray the agents as doing their job as best they could that day, especially himself, but he smears JFK as reckless (the favorite adjective of choice with the Kennedy family), and essentially responsible for his own death. Nothing could be further from the truth, as Vince Palamara showed in his essential work on the Secret Service, Survivor’s Guilt.
If the Warren Commission had actually wanted to find the truth, the first witnesses called would have been JFK’s Secret Service detail. Hill, Landis, and the others should have been grilled relentlessly over their total failure to respond to gunfire, not to mention their being out until five in the morning getting drunk. The agent in charge of the follow up car, Emory Roberts, stopped the only agent who attempted to remotely do his job, John Ready. He ordered him to stay in place, as they all watched JFK’s head explode. None of these agents were asked hard questions. Certainly none were reprimanded. Both the authorities and the public instead cast them as some kind of heroes.
Driver William Greer, whose son effectively would admit to his father disliking Kennedy when interviewed by Palamara, slowed down or even stopped the limo (if you believe some 57 witnesses who testified to that), and turned around and watched the fatal head shot. He didn’t do what his training would have taught him- to immediately accelerate out at the sound of gunfire. Agent Roy Kellerman sat motionless in the front seat next to Greer, when he was tasked with shielding the president in such an event, as was done by Rufus Youngblood, LBJ’s Secret Service agent. Kennedy was surrounded by professional agents, and they let him die. You want the names of conspirators? The most obvious ones were in the Secret Service.
These “heroes” attacked Palamara, and indirectly even attempted to get him in trouble with his employer. Now, it’s possible that they were told that some kind of “drill” was going on in Dealey Plaza, with a simulated assassination attempt. That would be the most innocent explanation for their dereliction of duty. And certainly, in years to come, we would all see just how popular these drills were, on 9/11, at Sandy Hook, and in so many other incidents. But if that was the case, then Landis and Hill should finally be opening up about that. Not having their young wives produce disinformation, or invent ridiculous claims that only add to the confusion.
I don’t know Paul Landis. Maybe he’s a nice guy. But on November 22, 1963, he didn’t do his job, and a president was killed. Maybe his reactions were dulled by all that alcohol he consumed the night before. None of those agents could have gotten much sleep. His story should be analyzed logically. Instead, it’s largely being accepted as true, and few seem to recognize the implications. If he’s telling the truth, it exposes an even larger conspiracy, even though he doesn’t seem to realize it. Whatever else happens, all of this will not bring us closer to the truth. Whether it’s the JFK assassination, 9/11, or anything else, truth is not welcome in America 2.0.
Personally,
I think it’s intentional distraction, just like the latest UFO-Aliens stuff.
It’s “red meat” for the conspiracy crowd, which I am a proud member of, but I don’t trust “them” when they feed me details via drip drip drip, especially at a time when so many real and current affairs are flaming.
If they will brazenly lie, maintain it and conceal it this long, it begs the obvious question...what else will they lie about? BLS numbers? Who knows a few hours before The Fed reports? mRNA is not a panacea for a virus that has never been isolated? The USS Liberty was deliberately attacked? All those school shootings veracity, and the Vegas spree shooter's real objectives? The Dimona Reactor? Steel buildings pancake collapsing from fire, including one that had no fires? The birth certificate of a Communist President that had "hot dog" parties at the White House, coke filled orgies with gay men, and a trannie wife?
There is a common thread in many of these cover-ups, deceptions and false flags. But I can only mention Mossad, Irgun, hasbara and Talpiot so many times in a day, and then my keyboard locks up, I am unable to press the restart button, and I hear the sound of seagulls buzzing overhead, and I live in the fucking desert.
EVERY sacrosanct thing I was taught to honor and obey as a young boy, by a very good Father, has proven to be a shibboleth. God. My Nation. Marriage/loving women. Health Care. War/Military. Ideological and financial models, all bullshit. EVERYTHING.
It's enough to turn this former ideologue in to a pragmatic, focused...
I'm tired folks. I'm mad. The people that have left this world bereft of truth, honor and integrity, have really pissed me off. There is no gentlemanly, or erudite way to type it.