The Magic Bullet and The Lonely Death of Jeffrey Epstein
“The Magic Bullet and The Lonely Death of Jeffrey Epstein”
Everyone agrees, there were three bullets fired. Only three. One struck President Kennedy in the throat. Another missed completely, hitting a street corner. And the third bullet, blew the president’s brains out, scattering them—along with pieces of his skull—over the car he was riding in with his wife Jackie, Texas Governor John Connolly, and his wife. It was just the one bullet, however, that seemed to have magic properties, as it moved thru Kennedy’s throat and down into Governor Connolly’s wrist, smashing dense bone, and then into Connolly’s leg. The bullet would be found later, like a prized Easter egg, silently waiting, undamaged and in pristine condition, on a stretcher in Parkland hospital.
When forensic scientists tried to determine whether a single bullet could do so much damage, to two separate victims, and remain unmarred, they determined that the magic bullet could not be replicated. Not even if they just fired a bullet into a mass of flesh-like gelatin, which significantly scarred the bullet. Forget the dense bone and tissue from two separate victims. In other words, according to the official story, the magic bullet was truly magic. But it had to be since there were only three shots fired, forcing The Warren Report (The Government’s official record) to get the evidence to jibe. All of the alternative theories, no matter how scholarly, have since been labeled “Conspiracy theories.” This is where the term “Conspiracy Theory” became both an insult, and, a weighty part of the America lexicon, used to dismiss dissension, whenever it was needed.
There are dozens of other things that make the official explanation of the Kennedy Assassination “Fishy.” In fact, the whole affair is writhing in a stench so fishy that it’s nearly unbearable. But, pay that no never mind, since, to say otherwise, makes you a “conspiracy nut.” “Unstable.” “Irrational.” And, if enough powerful people say it is so, it must be. Thus establishing an unimpeachable narrative.
“Power” is the key to sustaining the narrative. “Power,” enables all things to be true, no matter how irrational. In that way, we can make a kind of sense out of Jeffrey Epstein, the billionaire pedophiles, death. Was he murdered? Was it suicide? How? Apparently, a confluence of unfortunate circumstances conspired to enable either, suicide or murder: the transfer of his cellmate only days before. Taking him off suicide watch, in spite of the fact that just two weeks earlier, he tried to kill himself. The fortuitous failure of the cameras to record the event. The overworked staff, which found themselves unable to properly monitor Epstein, giving him or someone else the necessary time to do the deed.
Meanwhile, all of the above had to happen at the same time, like dominoes mysteriously tumbling, one after another, unaided by human hand, or any other observable, external force. Even the autopsy needs to be reexamined, it seems. How hard can it be to determine that he hung himself, even if there is nothing to hang yourself with or from.
It is unlikely we will ever get an answer that will satisfy. Different sides will spin it; “It was the Russians!” “It was Hillary and Bill!” It was anyone you want it to be. People, instead, will do, what they always do, they’ll take sides. Even if, laying just beneath, is the most likely scenario. The human propensity for bias enables all things to be true, for different observers. No matter how absurd.
This is the tragedy of human nature. Even when we eat freely from the tree of Knowledge, and of Good and Evil, evil still, is a likely outcome. It is our choice, and it is seldom ever different. I can’t imagine it will be this time, either.
Mark Magula
Everyone agrees, there were three bullets fired. Only three. One struck President Kennedy in the throat. Another missed completely, hitting a street corner. And the third bullet, blew the president’s brains out, scattering them—along with pieces of his skull—over the car he was riding in with his wife Jackie, Texas Governor John Connolly, and his wife. It was just the one bullet, however, that seemed to have magic properties, as it moved thru Kennedy’s throat and down into Governor Connolly’s wrist, smashing dense bone, and then into Connolly’s leg. The bullet would be found later, like a prized Easter egg, silently waiting, undamaged and in pristine condition, on a stretcher in Parkland hospital.
When forensic scientists tried to determine whether a single bullet could do so much damage, to two separate victims, and remain unmarred, they determined that the magic bullet could not be replicated. Not even if they just fired a bullet into a mass of flesh-like gelatin, which significantly scarred the bullet. Forget the dense bone and tissue from two separate victims. In other words, according to the official story, the magic bullet was truly magic. But it had to be since there were only three shots fired, forcing The Warren Report (The Government’s official record) to get the evidence to jibe. All of the alternative theories, no matter how scholarly, have since been labeled “Conspiracy theories.” This is where the term “Conspiracy Theory” became both an insult, and, a weighty part of the America lexicon, used to dismiss dissension, whenever it was needed.
There are dozens of other things that make the official explanation of the Kennedy Assassination “Fishy.” In fact, the whole affair is writhing in a stench so fishy that it’s nearly unbearable. But, pay that no never mind, since, to say otherwise, makes you a “conspiracy nut.” “Unstable.” “Irrational.” And, if enough powerful people say it is so, it must be. Thus establishing an unimpeachable narrative.
“Power” is the key to sustaining the narrative. “Power,” enables all things to be true, no matter how irrational. In that way, we can make a kind of sense out of Jeffrey Epstein, the billionaire pedophiles, death. Was he murdered? Was it suicide? How? Apparently, a confluence of unfortunate circumstances conspired to enable either, suicide or murder: the transfer of his cellmate only days before. Taking him off suicide watch, in spite of the fact that just two weeks earlier, he tried to kill himself. The fortuitous failure of the cameras to record the event. The overworked staff, which found themselves unable to properly monitor Epstein, giving him or someone else the necessary time to do the deed.
Meanwhile, all of the above had to happen at the same time, like dominoes mysteriously tumbling, one after another, unaided by human hand, or any other observable, external force. Even the autopsy needs to be reexamined, it seems. How hard can it be to determine that he hung himself, even if there is nothing to hang yourself with or from.
It is unlikely we will ever get an answer that will satisfy. Different sides will spin it; “It was the Russians!” “It was Hillary and Bill!” It was anyone you want it to be. People, instead, will do, what they always do, they’ll take sides. Even if, laying just beneath, is the most likely scenario. The human propensity for bias enables all things to be true, for different observers. No matter how absurd.
This is the tragedy of human nature. Even when we eat freely from the tree of Knowledge, and of Good and Evil, evil still, is a likely outcome. It is our choice, and it is seldom ever different. I can’t imagine it will be this time, either.
Mark Magula