Pat Shannan's MUSINGS
Say It Ain't So, Tim
The headline of the story in the back pages nation's newspapers said, "McVeigh asks date be set for execution." It went on to tell us that Tim has now asked a federal judge to stop all appeals of his conviction in the OKC bombing and to set a date for his execution within 120 days. Our first reaction to this unusual request was that the MK-Ultra gang may be about to score another "suicide." You know, kind of a Deja Moo - it seems as though I've heard this bull before.
We have no way of knowing what drugs are being administered to Tim McVeigh, with or without his knowledge. But if a "sleeper" can be programmed to do what they claim he did, then that same individual could be triggered into this decision. A "sleeper" is a person who has been programmed, using drugs, hypnosis and/or electronic methods, to carry out a specific mission.
After "sleepers" are programmed, they are sent back to live "normal" lives until they are needed to carry out the mission for which they were programmed. This may explain the many recent incidents in this country where people have committed acts of violence, such as murder and arson, and after being apprehended, they explain that they were induced by "voices' to commit these crimes.
Mind control works in various ways to various degrees at various levels. The constant repetition of government prevarication by the controlled news media since the OKC bombing(s) has caused the world public to swallow the impossible. But this is its job. The modern style of Big Brother's news crew is not to report the facts but to formulate his own ideas - ridiculous as some of these might be. These "reporters" are mere spokespeople for the government.
Nor does the FBI investigate very much at all anymore. Its role, rather than that of crime solvers, has gradually evolved more to that of a Government Protectorate. Considering the now-exposed secret files of J. Edgar Hoover, this may have been its primary function all along.
Agents of the Federal Bureau of Intimidation were able to convince many eyewitnesses in Oklahoma City that they did not see what they saw. These Protectorates literally kidnapped Marisa Nichols, wife of later-convicted "co-conspirator" Terry Nichols, and held her incommunicado for a month - moving her from motel to motel and not even letting her know where she was - until which time they could get her deported to her home in the Philippines. It was imperative that she not be allowed to talk to anyone.
This is not a new procedure. They did the same thing on both sides during the civil rights struggle of the 1960s, in order to extract false confessions and the names of group leaders. In an attempt at starting a mob war, they firebombed the home of a New York mafia leader.
Therefore, we mustn't be surprised at the outrageous treatment of Tim's 21-year-old little sister, Jennifer. The Bureau of Intimidation terrified her into a tearful testimony against her brother at the federal grand jury. With their lies, she was browbeaten into believing that she could be charged with some sort of complicity in the crime and, consequently, spend her life in prison. They picked her up at home early in the morning and interrogated her intensely until well into the night; showing her pictures of burned and maimed babies and screaming the charges they would impose against her, calling for the death penalty - hers. Even members of the grand jury were upset by the prosecution's treatment of Jennifer McVeigh. This innocent and sensitive young lady has been since forced into seclusion and has changed her name, in an attempt to begin a new life.
The three witnesses who identified the renter of the Ryder truck at Junction City, Kansas all described the man as around 5'10" tall, 185 lbs., and with dark hair. At least this is what they said in April of 1995. But by trial time in 1997, some of these same people had been coerced into pointing the accusing finger from the witness stand at the defendant, Tim McVeigh, who is a sandy-haired, six-foot-two-inch beanpole. Yes, it was that man who rented the truck! Of course, I mean that man over there at the defense table, who through jailhouse deprivation has lost 35 pounds while growing four inches taller!
A year ago, after a contingent of this goon squad had come to my house under false pretenses (See March, 2000 "Musings") and I had reported their misbehavior to their local superiors, I met with the local Assistant Special Agent in Charge in a restaurant for coffee and a chat. After he assured me that he had reprimanded his Young Turks for their stupidity (why do I doubt that anything is in their permanent records, while believing everything is still in mine?), we began a friendly conversation about the national drift toward a police state. Although liberal in his political beliefs, Bob and I agreed on many points.
During this intercourse, we somehow drifted to the Oklahoma City tragedy. Unaware that he was talking with one who had spent far more time on the whole spectrum than he had on a single segment, he said, "Well, I know one thing for sure. Michael Fortier certainly told the truth!"
"How would you know that?" I asked.
"Because I was working out of the Phoenix office at the time, and my partner and I handled that investigation." Michael Fortier was McVeigh's Kingman, Arizona chum whose trial testimony was more devastating against him than any other. Following his arrest and initial questioning, after being caught in his own spider web of lies, Fortier had begun dancing to the FBI's tune like a puppet on a string - as soon as they threatened him and his wife with twenty years in jail. I wondered if Bob had been the puppeteer but didn't ask. Something else came to mind first, and it popped out before I could stop it.
"If Fortier was telling the truth, then how come the U. S. Attorney had to prep him for over 100 hours before trial?"
Bob said he wasn't aware of that and changed the subject. When I went back to it, I was amazed at how little he really knew about the case, particularly for one in charge of such a critical portion. Yet it turned out that he had never been to the scene in OKC, had never heard of Cary Gagan or General Partin or the massive explosions inside the building, and his general knowledge of the case was no more than what the average American had learned from the newspapers. It appeared that he had been purposely kept compartmentalized, that he had done only his job as assigned and had moved on to other pressing business in the Phoenix office.
If a witness has important testimony in a criminal trial, it is common for him to meet with the attorney for thirty minutes or an hour in order to be prepared for the questions to be asked. If the witness is telling the truth, he knows the answers and little more is necessary. But for Fortier to have spent more than 100 hours with the prosecutors can amount to nothing less than "coaching" - and his courtroom testimony reflected this over and over.
We wonder just how much Tim actually knows about the OKC tragedy and suspect that we on the outside may know more than he does - or at least some details of which he has never been aware. But on the other hand, "Tim read our book," says Bob Papovich, co-author (along with James Nichols) of the illuminating Freedom's End. As in the case of James Earl Ray, is McVeigh taking us only to the line of self-incrimination and stopping? We now know that Ray did not kill Martin Luther King and was but a player on the fringes, being kept on a leash and led around by his handler, Raoul. Tim's part in the OKC scenario seems to have been similar. However, with regard to his innocence, McVeigh, to date, has said far less than did Ray about being "set up."
Has someone really led him believe that he was responsible for that massive destruction with an ammonium nitrate fuel oil bomb? The experts have proven over and over that this is impossible. And if ANFO didn't do it, then neither could he. Unbeknownst to Tim at the time, he was saddled with an attorney who, the evidence shows, was beholden to the establishment - the personal counsel to the governor of Oklahoma, no less. With an eventual $15+ million derived from government funds with which to "defend" McVeigh, Stephen Jones claimed he could not find $30,000 for John A. Kennedy & Associates, the most renowned bomb experts in the world, to perform an examination of the Murrah Building. Instead, he allowed the crime scene to be eradicated only 34 days after the incident - without inspection.
And what a charade Stephen Jones put on at trial, masqueraded as a defense. The prosecution blasted the defendant for two and half months before Jones put up a "defense" that lasted all of two and half days. A sophomore law student could have outdone this dismal display of nearly nothing. The whole stage show reeked of duplicity.
From day one, the FBI claimed it had confiscated and was examining the surveillance tape that had been focused on the Murrah Building from the YMCA building across the street. This tape would show the evidence of the building being blown from the inside, just as the witnesses reported and as the blown-out shell showed after the fact. Why did the prosecution show to the jury a surveillance tape from the Regency Towers apartment house taken 500 feet down the street, instead of this valuable piece? The Regency Towers tape showed only a Ryder truck paused for several minutes across the street, with the driver being unidentifiable. Everything else was left to the jury's imagination, carefully engineered by the devious prosecutors.
What would the YMCA tape focused right on the Murrah entrance have shown? Surely if it had shown what the prosecution claimed - that Tim had driven the truck up front, emerged, and run across N.W. Fifth Street to his old Mercury in the parking lot - it would have proven to be an immediate nail in his coffin. The prosecutors could have cut short their presentation by weeks! If the government was looking for the truth and if the prosecutors were wishing to cement their case with the most solid of evidence, why did they not use it? No, we suspect that Tim McVeigh had far less to do with the OKC bombing(s) than even he, along with the rest of the world, has been led to believe.
The YMCA video was not used at trial because it would have shown too much truth - the facts that would have been devastating to the prosecution's conspiracy to railroad McVeigh and Terry Nichols. It might have shown Tim emerging through the driver's door, but then it also would have shown "John Doe 2" exiting from the passenger's side - as testified by Daina Bradley, who saw him through the Murrah lobby windows. And they knew that could not have been Terry Nichols. He was home with his family in Kansas that day.
Worse for the prosecution, it would have been irrefutable video evidence of the sequence of explosions, documenting the enormous detonations inside the building at the third floor level. Since Tim was never inside the building that day, this was a video documentary of a conspiracy involving many, many others - people with the knowledge, experience, and munitions to implode a concrete structure of reinforced concrete and steel.
The OKC bombing case was a giant deception from months prior to the fact, as evidenced by the Cary Gagan story (see Media Bypass, July '99), to years later with the prosecution's blindfolding of the Denver jury.
The American justice system is upside down. But then so is the world these days. When the most popular rap singer is a white man, and the greatest golfer on earth is a black man, and Bill Clinton just returned from Vietnam; there can be no other explanation. The world is upside down.