Post by John Duncan on Jun 17, 2019 20:33:19 GMT -5
There is a claim that there was a party at the home of Dallas Oil Man Clint Murchison on the night of November 21, 1963. Unfortunately, there isn't a lot of evidence for this claim which is understandable since if powerful men met to finalize the assassination of President John F. Kennedy (JFK) the next day one shouldn't expect to find evidence of this meeting easily.
The attendees were Murchison, Vice President Lyndon B. Johnson (LBJ), FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover (JEH), George Brown of Brown and Root, Jack Ruby, and Richard Nixon. Not sure if there was anyone else, although I heard a rumor that H.L. Hunt was there.
You may recall that it was the Hunt family that was behind the "Wanted for Treason" posters that came with the Dallas Morning News on November 22nd. Hunt was also connected with former General Edwin A. Walker (EAW), who was hired by the CIA after the Bay of Pigs failure to oversee the training of Cuban exiles for the "Second Invasion of Cuba" . The EAW group's training ground was outside New Orleans near Lake Ponchartrain, the same camp that was raided in the summer of 1963 one week after Lee Harvey Oswald allegedly visited there with David Ferrie.
This is the same EAW that Jack Ruby tried to finger in his testimony to Earl Warren and Gerald Ford, but they ignored him. Ruby's reward for fingering one of the top men involved in the assassination of President John F. Kennedy (JFK) was to have his testimony recorded in such a way as to make little if any sense. Ruby knew EAW. He had visited Walker's home several times in early 1963. They ran guns together. Shortly before the assassination, Ruby visited the offices of Hunt. In the summer of 1963, Ruby visited New Orleans and probably the Ponchartrain camp, to which he was supplying guns and weaponry.
Clint Murchison and JEH together on the night before the JFK assassination along with a Who’s Who supporting cast was related to the author of the article, Pat Shannan, a maligned CIA pilot known as "The Colonel", by LBJ's longtime mistress Madeleine Brown, and some leakage by a private investigation.
Quote on
ASSASSINATIONS AND THE
NEWS MEDIA COVER-UP
Assassinations and Cover-up
LYNDON AND MADELEINE
by Pat Shannan
In 1994, I began a series of interviews with a former CIA pilot who had fallen from grace a decade earlier after he began to blow the whistle on the agency's part in the American drug activity. He had been confined for more than six years in the Springfield, Missouri federal "hospital" and force-fed mood and mind altering drugs. Because of a promise not to put his name in print during his lifetime, we shall refer to him throughout as "The Colonel."
The Colonel, himself, is a book walking around waiting to be published but never will. He was an OSS pilot in WWII and moved over to the CIA in the year of its birth, 1947. He admitted committing some despicable acts "in the name of democracy" (such as the kidnapping and murder of the Shah of Iran and his whole family in 1952 - a mission headed up by Norman Schwartzkopf, Sr., father of the celebrated Army General) but finally put his foot down in 1983, when it came to drugging American kids.
The Colonel would always wince when reminded of the tap dance of "the only two adults in America" who couldn't remember where they were the day [John F.] Kennedy was shot - George Bush and Richard Nixon. "I knew where both of the lying !@#$%*&! were," he said with a beaming grin. "They were right there in Dallas with me. We were at Clint Murchinson's house at a party the night before the assassination." The Colonel said that it was he who had flown the "triangular assassination team" into Dallas but was reluctant to discuss any further details either then or in our several subsequent interviews, finally becoming visibly angered at my repeated inquiries.
Private investigation had already turned up the Murchinson party that took place on Thursday night, November 21st, but the reports were all third party hearsay with no participants or eyewitnesses willing to talk. A book or two had mentioned it in passing, but there was nothing solid until now. Suddenly the unasked question became Did The Colonel read this somewhere or had he really been there? He recited a whole laundry list of muckety-mucks which I was fairly confident had never been published before, in addition to Nixon and Bush and including Henry Kissinger, J. Edgar Hoover, H. L. Hunt, and Lyndon Johnson. I wanted to believe, but it was out of the mouth of only one source, so the interview was tucked into a file drawer for future reference. I needed some confirmation, and that would be four more years in coming.
At the Dallas Preparedness Expo in 1998, I stopped by the book booth being attended by Madeleine Duncan Brown, the 73-year-young author of Texas in the Morning, the story of her 21-year intermittent love affair with Senator Lyndon Baines Johnson. In 1950, she had given birth to Lyndon's out-of-wedlock son and received a cash delivery of $500 a week from Lyndon's lawyer until shortly after Lyndon died in January of 1973. From her book, I learned that she was a longtime friend of Clint Murchinson and had been at that party in his home on November 21st.
Bingo! I immediately got Madeleine on the phone and began grilling her. I already could tell that she would pull no punches, but how much did she remember? She had named so many more than The Colonel had volunteered to remember, so I specifically recalled his two favorites for her. "Do you remember George Bush and Henry Kissinger being there?" I almost yelled into the phone. (She had already named Nixon in her book.) No, unfortunately, she didn't, but that didn't mean they weren't there. Bush and Kissinger were very obscure characters in 1963, and ones who did not yet carry much public recognition. But there was no doubt now that the party took place and that Madeleine was there. She remembers many of the details as if it were last week.
Clint Murchinson was the owner of the Dallas Cowboys of the National Football League, an oil-rich multi-millionaire, and longtime supporter of Lyndon Johnson. He had called Madeleine in the afternoon to invite her to come along that evening. He did not mention that Lyndon would be dropping by later that night, after his dinner engagement in Fort Worth with President Kennedy's entourage.
A Strange Coalition
As an eyewitness, Madeleine Brown tells us of what must have been one of the largest and secret bi-partisan gatherings of governmental bigwigs to ever gather in Texas. When LBJ did arrive, he strode to the bar where Madeleine was seated and chatted for a moment while the bartender poured for him his favorite libation. He was soon summoned to join the others and the group moved with their cigars and drinks into the large library room, and the double doors were closed behind them. She confirmed that others in the private circle included the two highest-ranking men in the FBI, J. Edgar Hoover and Clyde Tolson; oilmen and industrialists H. L. Hunt, George Brown, and R. L. Thornton; ousted (by JFK) CIA Director Allen Dulles, brother of John Foster, the former Secretary of State in the Eisenhower Administration; and John J. McCloy, Chairman of the Chase Manhattan Bank. These were some of the most powerful men in the United States, and we find it of interest that at least two, McCloy and Allen Dulles, were later handpicked by LBJ to sit on the Warren Commission, in order to portray the fraudulent "investigation" conclusions to the American people.
Madeleine Brown drops another bombshell on us. During the hour or so duration of this mysterious meeting, as she sat nursing a drink at the bar in Murchinson's den, another acquaintance of hers walked in with a prostitute in tow. It was none other than Jack Ruby.
She is not suggesting that Ruby was invited for the pow-wow but rather only to drop off the woman. It was common knowledge among this group that Ruby was the supplier of female favors whenever the Washington bigshots came to town. She knew Jack well, and she says he sat with her and had one drink before leaving alone.
When the meeting adjourned, a visibly agitated Lyndon came over and stood next to her while he ordered another drink from the bartender. He then said something that will ring in her ears as long as she lives. We quote from her text:
I knew how secretively Lyndon operated. Therefore, I said nothing . . .not even that I was happy to see him. Squeezing my hand so hard it felt crushed from the pressure, he spoke with a grating whisper - a quiet growl into my ear not a love message, but one I'll always remember: "After tomorrow, those !@#$% Kennedys will never embarrass me again - that's no threat, that's a promise."
Lyndon left immediately to return to Fort Worth. She had hoped to meet him for a brief love tryst at the Dallas hotel the next afternoon, but those plans were thwarted when Johnson suddenly had other things to do as the new President of the United States.
Was Johnson part of a conspiracy to murder his boss? Madeleine has always believed it. The preceding excerpt from her life certainly suggests prior knowledge on his part, at the very least. He had the motive to cooperate - being elevated to the highest position of power in the world is no small reward - and was an overly active participant in the cover-up.
However, let us not jump at conclusions. While motive #4 cannot be totally eliminated, it also cannot stand on its own. While the vice president certainly would have been an essential player, he did not have the ability to orchestrate such a complex operation on his own. Yet surely the real architects knew that once he became president, he would be a main cog in the cover-up, which indeed was the case. We will discuss more of the charlatan's performance, particularly that following his ascension to the throne, in future segments.
Meanwhile, remember that the evil deed took place on Johnson's turf, the one territory that he could control; it was a Johnson man, Dallas Mayor Cabell, who had officially diverted the parade route that week to swing awkwardly through Dealey Plaza and into the trap; it was Johnson who held up the flight of Air Force One until the body could be unlawfully spirited
away and loaded aboard; it was Johnson who telephoned the doctors at Parkland Hospital two days later, while they were trying to save Oswald, begging for a deathbed confession; and it was Johnson who handpicked the Warren Commission. But he, too, took his secrets to his grave in 1973.
Madeleine Brown tells of her next rendezvous with her lover at the Driskoll Hotel in Austin, which is even more revealing. It was a New Year's Eve party on December 31, 1963. Sipping bubbly champagne on the feather bed, she burst forth with what had obsessed her for the past six weeks. Again, we revert to her words:
"Lyndon, you know that a lot of people believe you had something to do with President Kennedy's assassination."
He shot up out the bed and began pacing and waving his arms screaming like a madman. I was scared.
"That's BS, Madeleine Brown!" he yelled. Don't tell me you believe that crap."
"Of course not," I answered meekly, trying to cool his temper.
"It was Texas oil and those !@#$% renegade intelligence !@#$%&$ in Washington."
"What are you talking about?" I asked, my eyes bulging. Hell, that !@#--$%-#--!@#$% Irish Mafia Kennedy – with advice from the Invisible Government - came out for suicidal cuts in the oil depletion allowance. More than 280 million dollars per year! He stopped a half dozen mergers under the Anti-Trust Act. In `62's snag, the market dropped one hundred and thirty-seven billion !@#$% dollars. Steel fell fifty percent, and he had the impertinence to talk about `rollback´ of prices or worse, a freeze. This was war, Madeleine, to some rich, fat cats in Texas you and I both know. He campaigned on an increased defense budget. Then he made plans to close fifty-two bases in 25 states, plus 25 overseas bases, and he was getting ready to quit in Southeast Asia. And for the first time in history, he had sent in one intelligence agency, the FBI, to dismember another agency, the CIA. America simply could not have this!"
"Who were the Texas oil men, Lyndon? Who are we talking about.?" I asked boldly.
He turned and looked me straight in the eyes with a cold glare, saying, "Behind every success there is a crime. Do you remember what I told you years ago, Madeleine? You see nothing, you hear nothing, you say nothing."
As he stormed off to the bathroom, he added, "I can see that I've already told you too much. I should have listened to my own advice." Madeleine Duncan Brown has no doubt that Lyndon told her the truth. She believes that LBJ and the Texas oil cartel did what they felt they had to do to protect their own interests.
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Madeleine Brown was also known to have frequented the Carousel Club at this time and stop in for drinks.
So if the party and the story is to hold up, there would be the motive, the means, and the quick ability to get a quick cover-up started, with the supporting cast of 'essential' players.
The attendees were Murchison, Vice President Lyndon B. Johnson (LBJ), FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover (JEH), George Brown of Brown and Root, Jack Ruby, and Richard Nixon. Not sure if there was anyone else, although I heard a rumor that H.L. Hunt was there.
You may recall that it was the Hunt family that was behind the "Wanted for Treason" posters that came with the Dallas Morning News on November 22nd. Hunt was also connected with former General Edwin A. Walker (EAW), who was hired by the CIA after the Bay of Pigs failure to oversee the training of Cuban exiles for the "Second Invasion of Cuba" . The EAW group's training ground was outside New Orleans near Lake Ponchartrain, the same camp that was raided in the summer of 1963 one week after Lee Harvey Oswald allegedly visited there with David Ferrie.
This is the same EAW that Jack Ruby tried to finger in his testimony to Earl Warren and Gerald Ford, but they ignored him. Ruby's reward for fingering one of the top men involved in the assassination of President John F. Kennedy (JFK) was to have his testimony recorded in such a way as to make little if any sense. Ruby knew EAW. He had visited Walker's home several times in early 1963. They ran guns together. Shortly before the assassination, Ruby visited the offices of Hunt. In the summer of 1963, Ruby visited New Orleans and probably the Ponchartrain camp, to which he was supplying guns and weaponry.
Clint Murchison and JEH together on the night before the JFK assassination along with a Who’s Who supporting cast was related to the author of the article, Pat Shannan, a maligned CIA pilot known as "The Colonel", by LBJ's longtime mistress Madeleine Brown, and some leakage by a private investigation.
Quote on
ASSASSINATIONS AND THE
NEWS MEDIA COVER-UP
Assassinations and Cover-up
LYNDON AND MADELEINE
by Pat Shannan
In 1994, I began a series of interviews with a former CIA pilot who had fallen from grace a decade earlier after he began to blow the whistle on the agency's part in the American drug activity. He had been confined for more than six years in the Springfield, Missouri federal "hospital" and force-fed mood and mind altering drugs. Because of a promise not to put his name in print during his lifetime, we shall refer to him throughout as "The Colonel."
The Colonel, himself, is a book walking around waiting to be published but never will. He was an OSS pilot in WWII and moved over to the CIA in the year of its birth, 1947. He admitted committing some despicable acts "in the name of democracy" (such as the kidnapping and murder of the Shah of Iran and his whole family in 1952 - a mission headed up by Norman Schwartzkopf, Sr., father of the celebrated Army General) but finally put his foot down in 1983, when it came to drugging American kids.
The Colonel would always wince when reminded of the tap dance of "the only two adults in America" who couldn't remember where they were the day [John F.] Kennedy was shot - George Bush and Richard Nixon. "I knew where both of the lying !@#$%*&! were," he said with a beaming grin. "They were right there in Dallas with me. We were at Clint Murchinson's house at a party the night before the assassination." The Colonel said that it was he who had flown the "triangular assassination team" into Dallas but was reluctant to discuss any further details either then or in our several subsequent interviews, finally becoming visibly angered at my repeated inquiries.
Private investigation had already turned up the Murchinson party that took place on Thursday night, November 21st, but the reports were all third party hearsay with no participants or eyewitnesses willing to talk. A book or two had mentioned it in passing, but there was nothing solid until now. Suddenly the unasked question became Did The Colonel read this somewhere or had he really been there? He recited a whole laundry list of muckety-mucks which I was fairly confident had never been published before, in addition to Nixon and Bush and including Henry Kissinger, J. Edgar Hoover, H. L. Hunt, and Lyndon Johnson. I wanted to believe, but it was out of the mouth of only one source, so the interview was tucked into a file drawer for future reference. I needed some confirmation, and that would be four more years in coming.
At the Dallas Preparedness Expo in 1998, I stopped by the book booth being attended by Madeleine Duncan Brown, the 73-year-young author of Texas in the Morning, the story of her 21-year intermittent love affair with Senator Lyndon Baines Johnson. In 1950, she had given birth to Lyndon's out-of-wedlock son and received a cash delivery of $500 a week from Lyndon's lawyer until shortly after Lyndon died in January of 1973. From her book, I learned that she was a longtime friend of Clint Murchinson and had been at that party in his home on November 21st.
Bingo! I immediately got Madeleine on the phone and began grilling her. I already could tell that she would pull no punches, but how much did she remember? She had named so many more than The Colonel had volunteered to remember, so I specifically recalled his two favorites for her. "Do you remember George Bush and Henry Kissinger being there?" I almost yelled into the phone. (She had already named Nixon in her book.) No, unfortunately, she didn't, but that didn't mean they weren't there. Bush and Kissinger were very obscure characters in 1963, and ones who did not yet carry much public recognition. But there was no doubt now that the party took place and that Madeleine was there. She remembers many of the details as if it were last week.
Clint Murchinson was the owner of the Dallas Cowboys of the National Football League, an oil-rich multi-millionaire, and longtime supporter of Lyndon Johnson. He had called Madeleine in the afternoon to invite her to come along that evening. He did not mention that Lyndon would be dropping by later that night, after his dinner engagement in Fort Worth with President Kennedy's entourage.
A Strange Coalition
As an eyewitness, Madeleine Brown tells us of what must have been one of the largest and secret bi-partisan gatherings of governmental bigwigs to ever gather in Texas. When LBJ did arrive, he strode to the bar where Madeleine was seated and chatted for a moment while the bartender poured for him his favorite libation. He was soon summoned to join the others and the group moved with their cigars and drinks into the large library room, and the double doors were closed behind them. She confirmed that others in the private circle included the two highest-ranking men in the FBI, J. Edgar Hoover and Clyde Tolson; oilmen and industrialists H. L. Hunt, George Brown, and R. L. Thornton; ousted (by JFK) CIA Director Allen Dulles, brother of John Foster, the former Secretary of State in the Eisenhower Administration; and John J. McCloy, Chairman of the Chase Manhattan Bank. These were some of the most powerful men in the United States, and we find it of interest that at least two, McCloy and Allen Dulles, were later handpicked by LBJ to sit on the Warren Commission, in order to portray the fraudulent "investigation" conclusions to the American people.
Madeleine Brown drops another bombshell on us. During the hour or so duration of this mysterious meeting, as she sat nursing a drink at the bar in Murchinson's den, another acquaintance of hers walked in with a prostitute in tow. It was none other than Jack Ruby.
She is not suggesting that Ruby was invited for the pow-wow but rather only to drop off the woman. It was common knowledge among this group that Ruby was the supplier of female favors whenever the Washington bigshots came to town. She knew Jack well, and she says he sat with her and had one drink before leaving alone.
When the meeting adjourned, a visibly agitated Lyndon came over and stood next to her while he ordered another drink from the bartender. He then said something that will ring in her ears as long as she lives. We quote from her text:
I knew how secretively Lyndon operated. Therefore, I said nothing . . .not even that I was happy to see him. Squeezing my hand so hard it felt crushed from the pressure, he spoke with a grating whisper - a quiet growl into my ear not a love message, but one I'll always remember: "After tomorrow, those !@#$% Kennedys will never embarrass me again - that's no threat, that's a promise."
Lyndon left immediately to return to Fort Worth. She had hoped to meet him for a brief love tryst at the Dallas hotel the next afternoon, but those plans were thwarted when Johnson suddenly had other things to do as the new President of the United States.
Was Johnson part of a conspiracy to murder his boss? Madeleine has always believed it. The preceding excerpt from her life certainly suggests prior knowledge on his part, at the very least. He had the motive to cooperate - being elevated to the highest position of power in the world is no small reward - and was an overly active participant in the cover-up.
However, let us not jump at conclusions. While motive #4 cannot be totally eliminated, it also cannot stand on its own. While the vice president certainly would have been an essential player, he did not have the ability to orchestrate such a complex operation on his own. Yet surely the real architects knew that once he became president, he would be a main cog in the cover-up, which indeed was the case. We will discuss more of the charlatan's performance, particularly that following his ascension to the throne, in future segments.
Meanwhile, remember that the evil deed took place on Johnson's turf, the one territory that he could control; it was a Johnson man, Dallas Mayor Cabell, who had officially diverted the parade route that week to swing awkwardly through Dealey Plaza and into the trap; it was Johnson who held up the flight of Air Force One until the body could be unlawfully spirited
away and loaded aboard; it was Johnson who telephoned the doctors at Parkland Hospital two days later, while they were trying to save Oswald, begging for a deathbed confession; and it was Johnson who handpicked the Warren Commission. But he, too, took his secrets to his grave in 1973.
Madeleine Brown tells of her next rendezvous with her lover at the Driskoll Hotel in Austin, which is even more revealing. It was a New Year's Eve party on December 31, 1963. Sipping bubbly champagne on the feather bed, she burst forth with what had obsessed her for the past six weeks. Again, we revert to her words:
"Lyndon, you know that a lot of people believe you had something to do with President Kennedy's assassination."
He shot up out the bed and began pacing and waving his arms screaming like a madman. I was scared.
"That's BS, Madeleine Brown!" he yelled. Don't tell me you believe that crap."
"Of course not," I answered meekly, trying to cool his temper.
"It was Texas oil and those !@#$% renegade intelligence !@#$%&$ in Washington."
"What are you talking about?" I asked, my eyes bulging. Hell, that !@#--$%-#--!@#$% Irish Mafia Kennedy – with advice from the Invisible Government - came out for suicidal cuts in the oil depletion allowance. More than 280 million dollars per year! He stopped a half dozen mergers under the Anti-Trust Act. In `62's snag, the market dropped one hundred and thirty-seven billion !@#$% dollars. Steel fell fifty percent, and he had the impertinence to talk about `rollback´ of prices or worse, a freeze. This was war, Madeleine, to some rich, fat cats in Texas you and I both know. He campaigned on an increased defense budget. Then he made plans to close fifty-two bases in 25 states, plus 25 overseas bases, and he was getting ready to quit in Southeast Asia. And for the first time in history, he had sent in one intelligence agency, the FBI, to dismember another agency, the CIA. America simply could not have this!"
"Who were the Texas oil men, Lyndon? Who are we talking about.?" I asked boldly.
He turned and looked me straight in the eyes with a cold glare, saying, "Behind every success there is a crime. Do you remember what I told you years ago, Madeleine? You see nothing, you hear nothing, you say nothing."
As he stormed off to the bathroom, he added, "I can see that I've already told you too much. I should have listened to my own advice." Madeleine Duncan Brown has no doubt that Lyndon told her the truth. She believes that LBJ and the Texas oil cartel did what they felt they had to do to protect their own interests.
<quote off>
Madeleine Brown was also known to have frequented the Carousel Club at this time and stop in for drinks.
So if the party and the story is to hold up, there would be the motive, the means, and the quick ability to get a quick cover-up started, with the supporting cast of 'essential' players.