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Until I listened to Rob Reiner's podcast, Who Killed JFK?, I believed that Lee Harvey Oswald shot Kennedy acting alone, that he was a twisted and violent man who happened to find himself, by pure chance, working in a building overlooking the president's motorcade route, and that he couldn't help taking advantage of the circumstances to make his mark on the world. Since no one had come forward, and conspirators will always include at least one person who cannot keep the secret, I thought that Oswald was confirmed as the lone gunman.
I am now convinced that Lee Harvey Oswald did not shoot Kennedy, but that he was just what he said he was, “a patsy,” someone carefully and meticulously set up by the perpetrators to take the blame for a crime. The podcast provided compelling evidence of the multifaceted pressure that was applied to the authors of the assassination forensic report so that it would support the single-gunman-from-the-rear theory. It also carefully demonstrates the thoroughgoing tunnel vision of the Warren Commission in carefully excluding any evidence that might have undermined the Oswald-as-lone-shooter theory. Reiner's podcast changed my mind about the assassination of John F. Kennedy, and it provoked certain thoughts about those dark days in 1963 and how they are related to the dark days we are passing through now.
Two sets of facts establish the falsity of the official story.
First set of facts: Oswald's whereabouts. On November 22, 1963, Oswald was seen drinking a Coke in a booth in the cafeteria on the second floor of the Texas School Book Depository at 12:25 p.m.; Kennedy was shot shortly after 12:30 p.m.; Oswald was seen again in the same cafeteria location drinking a Coke at 12:32 p.m. The unlikely possibility that he had sprung up, run to the sixth floor, shot Kennedy, cleaned and hid his rifle, and then had run back down to the booth to resume drinking his Coke, all in ninety seconds, is eliminated by the testimony of a coworker who heard the sh