“We don’t stand a chance without Suarez. You wait. You mark my words.Next season’s going to be a disaster”
HELLO.
My name is Martin, I’m 43 years old and I’m a JFK assassination researcher.
Don’t go away, just yet.
Let me explain.
It all started many years ago, in a school, in a classroom.
A history lesson. I think I was about 14.
Up until then history had been a series of facts and events that had been presented to us without ambiguity. The Battle of Hastings, World War 2, that lady that jumped under the horse in the Derby, the Great Fire of London, Henry VIII and his many wives. Learn the wives, learn the order, learn which ones died, learn how they died.
Learn the facts, you’ll be tested on the facts.
Then a lesson on JFK. A lesson without facts. A lesson without answers.
JFK had been shot in Dallas and killed. That much the teacher knew.
Lee Harvey Oswald, the man arrested for the crime, had also been shot in Dallas and killed. That much the teacher also knew.
But that was it. The man who knew too much suddenly didn’t know much else.
He went through the basics of the competing theories, the multitude of ambiguity and then turned it over to us. “You decide what happened”, he said.
Hello, I thought. This is different
Cubans, Russians, The Mob, Oswald, Right Wing Extremists. We scratched the surface, in a school, in a classroom.
Looking back, I can’t remember what particular theory I settled on. I just remember enjoying the process. The process of learning with an open mind, the process of not knowing.
I also remember that some people had moved from uncertainty to certainty in an incredibly short space of time. People who hadn’t heard of JFK the day before had resolutely decided what had happened and why it had happened. The knowing, they enjoyed the knowing.
But that was that, the lesson was over. We moved on to something else, the dissolution of the monasteries, Roundheads and Cavaliers or something. Something with plenty of facts.
Learn the facts, you’ll be tested on the facts.
“Three defeats in pre-season. Not looking good this is it? I told you. We look a shadow of last year’s team. And I tell you now, the new signings aren’t good enough.”
I needed to know more.
Over the next couple of years, I’d almost forgotten all about the JFK assassination. The gateway drug that was that history lesson had worn off. I was a teenager. Other things were happening.
That was until November 1988, the 25th anniversary of the assassination.
Suddenly other things weren’t happening. Suddenly, the assassination was everywhere.
Hello, I thought, I remember this.
ITV screened a two-part documentary, The Men Who Killed Kennedy. There were only four channels in 1988. There could have been 400, nothing else stood a chance.
I stayed in both nights and watched it. A teenage armchair researcher.
The Magic Bullet Theory, Zapruder, Umbrella Man, The Grassy Knoll, Officer Tippit, The Autopsy. On the telly, in my mum’s house, in 1988.
The Men who Killed Kennedy went beneath the surface. They interviewed witnesses, people who were actually there, people who saw and heard the whole thing but couldn’t agree on what they had seen or heard. Were there three shots, four shots, five shots, six shots? They had a theory about a man who they thought had fired a shot. They didn’t know who he was but he had a badge so they called him “Badgeman”.
Badgeman. Obvs.
I looked back to that history lesson a few years before and I realised how little I knew then. No one had mentioned Badgeman. No one had mentioned Umbrella Man. No one had mentioned Magic Bullets. All this new evidence, far from bringing me nearer to a conclusion just simply added to the process. The process of learning with an open mind, the process of not knowing.
“Villa at home? Told you, didn’t I? You can forget the league this year. Rodgers is being found out here. Always knew he wasn’t the right man for the job.”
I needed to know more.
1991. Oliver Stone’s JFK was released. A three-hour film that flew by.
I walked out the cinema, my head in a spin.
Clay Shaw, David Ferrie, Jim Garrison, New Orleans, Guy Bannister, Triangulation of Crossfire, Tramps in Dealey Plaza, The Military Industrial Complex, Operation Mongoose, Bay of Pigs, Back and to the left, Back and to the left, Back and to the left. In a cinema, in South East London.
I walked back into the cinema.
189 minutes later I walked out again, my head spinning even more.
The film changed everything. People wanted answers, people needed to know exactly what happened.
In response to the film, and the subsequent outcry, Congress set up the Assassination Records and Review Board, an independent body designed to preserve, release and review all the records pertaining to the assassination.
While it didn’t provide a definitive explanation for what happened, it didn’t even get access to all the records, it did add yet more information to the pool. For example, Douglas Horne the Chief Analyst for the Military Records, concluded with a 90-95% certainty that the photographs in the National Archives of JFK’s brain are not actually his brain.
That’s worth repeating.
In the mid 90s, some 30 years after the assassination, an independent body set up by Congress found, to a near 100% certainty, that the National Archive’s photographs of JFK’s brain were in fact of someone else’s brain.
Imagine having made your mind up, sticking resolutely to your position and then something like that materialises? What does that new evidence do to previously held beliefs? I guess you either ignore it, stick to your position, or you embrace the new information.
“Spurs away. At last, an acceptable performance. Not brilliant but acceptable. We need to be doing that every week or it counts for nothing. We’ll see, still think Rodgers is pulling the wool over our eyes. Also, anyone else think Balotelli looked a bit lazy?”
I needed to know more.
Acquiring information became much easier from the mid 90s onwards. Suddenly all the evidence, the witness testimonies, the Warren Commission exhibits were all available online. No longer did you have to travel to the National Archives in Washington DC, it was all readily available, all just a click away. You were also not limited to whatever books your local bookshop stocked, you could go online and order books from around the world, delivered straight to your door.
So, for the next 15 years I read, and read, and read.
Wrapped up in books
I came to see it as an ever-evolving story, complete with great characters and plot twists at every turn. If I hadn’t read up on it for a few months I would check back in to see what was new. And the thing is, there was always something new. Every little bout of research turned up something I previously hadn’t known. I was still enjoying the process. The process of learning with an open mind, the process of not knowing.
The advent of the internet also saw a series of online forums spring up where JFK researchers could chat and discuss ideas in one place. I had a little look at these but I’ll be honest, they weren’t for me. It just seemed to be loads of fellas violently disagreeing and unwilling to listen to each other. The knowing, they enjoyed the knowing.
“West Ham. I’ve seen it all now. We made Downing look like a world beater. Told you Spurs was a flash in the pan. Rodgers has wasted £100million here. We’ve gone backwards. Suarez made him look good. I always knew it was a case of emperor’s new clothes.”
I needed to know more.
Finally, in 2012, I realised a lifetime’s ambition.
I went to Dallas, the scene of the crime, for a three-day conference on the assassination. I knew that all roads led here and that one day I’d have to make the pilgrimage. I wanted to see it for myself, to stand on the sixth floor of the Texas School Book Depository, to stand on the grassy knoll, to stand on the triple overpass, to stand in Oswald’s jail cell, to stand in Oswald’s bedroom, to stand in the basement of the Dallas Police Station where Ruby shot Oswald.
The view from the Grassy Knoll. X marks the spot.
The conference had speakers from all over the world presenting their theories and research on all manner of subjects on the assassination.
Texas Trip Planning, Oswald in Mexico City, Mary Bledsoe, The Girl on the Stairs, Ruth Paine and the Rifle, Sylvia Duran, George Joannides, Sylvia Odio, David Atlee Phillips, Anne Goodpasture. In a hotel conference room, in Dallas, Texas.
I went back again in 2013, the 50th anniversary of the assassination.
I met James Tague (hit by a bullet during the assassination), I met Buell Wesley Frazier (he drove Oswald to work on the day of the assassination), I met Robert McClelland (one of the surgeons who tried to save Kennedy’s life in Parkland Hospital), I met Mary Moorman (one of the nearest people to Kennedy at the time of the fatal head shot).
I met over 30 people who were there on the day, stood right there when it happened and I’ve asked them all what they saw and heard. Only a few of them agreed with each other.
I met some of the leading experts on the assassination. Authors whose books I’ve read and read again.
A who’s who of the JFK assassination together in one place. THE place.
The vast majority of people I met were really welcoming, happy to engage with new faces, and keen to share their research and listen to new opinions. We were enjoying the process. The process of learning with an open mind, the process of not knowing.
There was a minority however that was the complete opposite, where confirmation bias was writ large and they had a bizarre distrust of newcomers. In a subject clouded with uncertainty they seemed intent on reducing everything to an absolute certainty, intent on being the “most right”. They were unwilling to listen to anything that didn’t support their own theories, discounting evidence that didn’t help their case and, generally speaking, seemed to be having the least fun of all the people there. Talking to them was tiring. I learnt nothing, they learnt nothing. The knowing, they enjoyed the knowing.
“Basel. Madrid. We’re going out the Champions League here. This is now officially a crisis. You wouldn’t understand. You don’t understand the club, you don’t understand football. I’ve been coming since I could walk. I’m not interested in your stats, your “resting in possession”. I went to Dinamo Tblisi away in 79. Did you?”
And so, 30 years on from that history lesson, what have I decided? What conclusions have I come to?
Well, despite knowing infinitely more than I did then, I still have nothing definitive to conclude. Nothing that I would be prepared to back with a 100 per cent certainty. How can I when there are still 50,000 documents pertaining to the assassination that have never been released?
The most common question I get asked is along the lines of: “Doesn’t it frustrate you, not knowing what happened?” In all honesty it doesn’t. Naturally I would like to know but once I did my interest in this subject would quickly evaporate. The process would be over, there would be nothing new to learn.
At this stage, all I could ever say with certainty is the original investigation was incomplete and, judging by the witness testimony I’ve read, whoever was in charge of recruitment at the Texas School Book Depository got more wrong than they got right.
Other than that, it’s a process and there’s a long way to go.
One of the researchers I admire the most is Bill Simpich.
Bill is a civil rights lawyer who, in his spare time, has thoroughly researched the subject of Oswald in Mexico City, without doubt the most complex area of the assassination. I don’t use the word “thoroughly” loosely here. Bill has pored over thousands and thousands of declassified documents, many of which are irrelevant, in an attempt to piece together the puzzle of Mexico City in September 1963. I’m in awe of the work he has done and, not that he would ever make such a claim, he undoubtedly knows more on this issue than anyone else. Notwithstanding that, his accumulation of evidence and knowledge also reminds him of what he doesn’t know.
Bill once said to me, “In the absence of irrefutable evidence, there’s nothing more beautiful than an open mind”.
Bill is right, there’s nothing more beautiful than an open mind.
I still need to know more.
“I’ll never change my opinion on Rodgers. I don’t care what happens.”
Martin Fitzgerald. @4hundredblows
Hi Martin.
I am also a jfk assassination nut. It s the biggest murder mystery of all time , I loved the series ‘the men that killed kennedy’, although i found some of the conspiracy theories a bit far fetched, for example shots being fired from the sewer in daly plaza, but no matter how far fetched these conspiracy theories are, there nothing compared to that great work of fiction known as the warren report, which was a little selective (understatement ha) with witness testimony. I believe elements of the cia and and anti castro cubans (operation mongoose) planned the assassination and they used the mafia to employee the assassination team and the assassination was carried out in revenge for the bay of pigs fiasco and to change US foreign police on vietnam.
That was genuinely fun to read. Thanks for writing it.
Fantastic piece. Sadly it will likely fly over the heads of those it seeks to admonish.
Best piece of writing for a long time. Thankyou :)
Enjoyed that.
Who shot him then Clever Clogs?
And while you’re at it who’s to blame for the state Liverpool are in at the moment?
A researcher for 30 years? I don’t think you’ve been giving either your best shot!
Looks like you have read and met lots and lots of Brendan Rodgers in the last 30 years.
Awesome metaphors and fabulous read, great to have your perspective shifted by a wonderfully creative and well weirded piece! Boss – Thank you!
Whoops well WORDED piece bloody dumb smartphones!
Loved this. Fascinating. Enjoyed the 2 narratives running side by side. Obviously, no one knows for sure but it’s my belief that JFK was shot by Balotelli although FSG were behind it (the only thing putting this theory into doubt is the accuracy of the shot). I think he’s a good enough patsy though.
Regarding Rodgers, I see him a bit like Clark Kent walking into that diner and getting chinned. A few months earlier he would have knocked him clean out but once he lost his special powers it was a bit embarrassing. It’s interesting to note what happened next. He walked through the wind and the rain (well, the wind and the snow) to get them back and a few weeks later he was untouchable and conquering the world again. So, I think we could be 1 piece of Kryptonite away from going again, too. I think Sanchez could have been that piece. Really angry that he joined them. I think the point I’m trying to make is, having special powers alone isn’t enough to succeed. Superman had to use his cunning as well to defeat General Zod. I think Rodgers has the skill set to bring it all together if we can find that top forward again.
Robin,as usual that’s a good response (seriously).
But I have to ask you this;and I know that this is the whole point of this piece but some people just don’t have a sense of humour.
I am familiar with JFK conspiracy theories.I’ve read that many of them that I’ve seen my own name crop up once or twice and the nearest I’ve ever been to Dallas was eating a Sallad one Sunday!
So here it is……is there any legitimate conspiracy about Liverpool?
Or is this a Club with quite a few recently acquired very good players who are just getting used to each other’s styles?
Maybe time will tell.But maybe not before the conspiracy theorists have had their day.
You’re like me Bri in the sense that when you were growing up you’d see nappies hanging on the washing line. The younger generation can’t relate to that. They’re from a throw away society. If a manager loses a game then he has to be sacked. If I write stupid comments on here it’s because I wanna contribute and get involved but I don’t wanna take myself too seriously. I certainly don’t want Liverpool to lose or certain players to do badly to back my point up. I’m referring to agenda’s obviously. Don’t know if you read the excellent piece in the intro to this months TAWMAG but it’s well worth a read.
If I say I think it’d be nice if England celebrated St Georges Day or that it’d be nice if England had a bit more national pride (see John Gibbons excellent piece in last months TAWMAG) then it’s because I’m looking for an extra Bank Holiday not because I’m some right wing racist. I’ve travelled the world and I’m aware there’s only 2 types of people – good and bad – but I’d get jumped on by the politically correct. What was my point going to be? Oh yeah, I’ve remembered, If we mention the word ‘transition’ then again I’d get jumped on. We’re always in transition, we only lost one player etc. Well, the last 25 years have been rubbish. We had laissez-faire owners. They went and left us in the hands of psychopaths (a recent survey found that 5% of the worlds CEO’s are psychopaths in comparison to 1% of the general population). In that time we had a brilliant manger in Rafa but the owners tied his hands behind his back and we had to start again. We finally got owners who realised the need to build the brand, they put a young manager in with fresh ideas and we did well. We only had a team of 12 players though and our success dictated that we needed a squad not a team. Another transitional phase. I know you know all that but I’m trying to point out that the dreaded T word is relevant whether we know it or not or whether we like it or not.
So, in answer to your question, there is no ‘crisis’. Everything is in place for Liverpool to continue their journey back to the top. We just need a bit of patience and time. Our fans have a multi-national corporation attitude. Profits were £10b last year so anything less than £11b this year is a failure and heads have to role. Well, there’s nothing wrong with £9b profit. It’s still good. Point being, yes, last season’s effort was unbelievable. Freakish almost. Not improving on that is not a disaster. It just needs putting into context. 12 months ago Jim Boardman was on the podcast saying ‘sadly, he didn’t think Raheem Sterling was ever going to make it as a Liverpool player’. Admittedly, I agreed in the comments. Surely, there’s an important lesson there for us all.
Just finally Bri, I saw some comments on here speculating on who we could get as the next manager. Jesus fuckin Christ. I can’t even bring myself to type some of the ones mentioned. Are people really that stupid that they think some of those suggestions are the answer. Another thing the younger generations find it hard to accept is that sometimes you have to appreciate what you’ve got. I don’t have smart phones but I can tell you the difference between the Iphone 5 & 6 is minimal. There’s no need to upgrade. The 5 works perfectly fine. Doing so could lead to a software upgrade crash and then you go from having a perfectly functioning phone to having one that is useless. Get my point? You may know I love my cliches but the grass isn’t always greener. Sadly, it’s takes life’s experiences to learn that.
Fuckin hell mate. I forgot the main vein of my response. WE JUST NEED STRIKERS and we’ll be ok. We may have to push the boat out and pay the dollars in this scenario.
Absolute Belter! So good that i just waltzed over the parts in bold!
Great read, thank you
Places to avoid. Kandahar, Syria, anywhere bats are considered a delicacy. Dallas Texas tops that list. JFK was also the first catholic prez. KKK ? I live on the west coast of the USA, and the majority of intelligent folk this side would love to see Texas secede.
What a great piece of writing, thoroughly enjoyed that thank you.
Robin, enjoyed your response but don’t be hard on the younger generation. We all know plenty from all generations that want it yesterday and they want the most up to date version as well.
Its not your age that counts but how fresh and open your mind is – well I am 51 and have teenage sons and I need a defence!!
Haha, fair point.
jfk assassination – william greer – manipulated film, crowd witness dead/ missing. disinfo on other shoots coming from other places.
And speaking of conspiracy closer to liverpool…
Paul McCartney 1942 – 1966 RIP/Missing. current “Faul” Different eye colour,eye shape, ear lobe, teeth, nose to mouth ratio, eye to eye ratio, scouse accent, cranial skull, height, hair, voice, nipple shape, bass skill technique and song writing in a short few months. Less charming, bad taste in women, witless, and outright sinister.
Can I claim my liverpool 1994-1996 third kit with Rush at the back? :)
Great piece.
Thanks for attempting to keep TAW highbrow.
The moon “landing” filmed in the deserts of Nevada, according to an Irish buddy of mine who would spin his conspiracy theory whilst listening to Leonard Cohen, smoking Shasta bud and drinking Dos Equis on the front porch of our place in the avenues of San Francisco. I miss that guy, can’t believe it was thirty three years ago. What a joy it was to be a nipper in the sixties, oblivious of all the shit that was hitting the fan in those days. I even remember Krushchev banging his shoe, or did he? Thanks for the great article Martin, are you a blogger? Also appreciate the responses, nothing like scouse humor or is that humour?
Another reason TAW isn’t what it used to be when it was good.
Yeah la, great days.
Hi
Nottingham Forest fan here but before you click next I’d just like to say I loved reading your article. Your journey into researching the JFK assassination is nearly exactly the same as mine although I got into it in 1983 with Martin Sheens Kennedy. I don’t have anyone to talk to about JFK assassination and my family wish I could just let it go. But I started to try and solve this problem and 35 years later I still am. It’s the not knowing, I don’t understand how folk in the USA put up with that.
Great article! Best wishes
Paul
Ps I’ve always admired Licerpool FC
I couldn’t’ care less who shot Kennedy.He got shot…..end of.It hit me hard at the time but then I realised that I couldn’t’ do anything about it even though I bought into all those conspiracy theories at the time.But they Don’t make any difference do they?
But here’s a real conspiracy theory for you.How come every time you open a paper you see stories about how ManU are going to win everything again? How come Van Gaal is being lauded as the best manager ever in the Premier?How come Ferguson tries to rewrite history over the Moyes debacle but nobody really questions it?How did Ferguson manage to feather his nest in more ways than one during his dealings with Magnier and McManus.?Why we’re the 99 questions they asked never revealed in the English papers?
Oh! Don’t get me going on this one!
I think who shot Kennedy is not really the issue. I think that narrative is all about keeping an open mind i.e not having an agenda.
I know that Robin…….But don’t tell anybody else!