Actually, Olsen was a bio-chemical scientist at Fort Detrick, Maryland, headquarters for the military’s biological warfare research and development program, also known as germ warfare, who either jumped, fell or was pushed out of a mid-town Manhattan hotel window three weeks after being surreptitiously dosed with LSD.
Frank Olson was dead at the age of 43. Investigators determined that he had either jumped or fallen to his death, something a young Eric Olsen had trouble reconciling:
"I remember as a nine year old, and actually for years after that I was completely stumped and dumbfounded by trying to resolve that alternative. There's a big difference between a fall or a jump and I couldn't understand how either of them could've occurred.” Source
jump-fall-pushed
This is analogous to the compound word formed after the Jonestown, Guyana commune deaths to describe
murder-suicide
which is a designation that reflects an unwillingness to determine between the two. But by this token, we should form another compound word:
survivor-perpetrator
to describe the media mouthpieces who have served the narrative for 35 years now. But since the scant study afterward at least determined in an official conclusion that 80 percent of the deaths were indeed murder, it is reprehensible for journalists and their sources today to refer, more often then not, to Jonestown victims solely as "suicides." It is my opinion, from the mood apparent in the video taken of the pop concert the night before the mass death, that nobody was even hungover, let alone suicidally so.
Aside from alcohol, the long-standing corollary for suicide in our culture has been financial distress, a condition especially prevalent in 19th and early 20th century America, when gruesome examples ultimately forced the creation of a social safety-net. I find it hard to relate to the Peoples Temple, who had plenty of resources with which to fight their existential battle with the CIA., which is the real meaning in hiring Mark Lane just a few weeks beforehand. Imagine being paranoid and poor.
In this live context totally devoid of cause and effect; of sensible leadership, and appropriate submission; of anyone taking responsibility for their own, let alone their community's actions, I guess it should make sense that millions of dollars in cash, jewelry, bullion, and marketable securities and pharmaceuticals would be left to pilferers and plunderers. If you really cared that your millions of dollars went to the Soviet embassy and not your ungrateful daughter, do you wait till the final hour to hand-write a few paragraphs, when the wishes won't work? Do you care if Viola Burnham flies in and steals your jewelry? diigo, (I don't. She can have mine.)
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Rev. Jim's Rainbow Family for the Future
There comes a time when we hear a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
And its time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all
We can't go on pretending day by day
That someone, somehow will soon make a change
We are all a part of Gods great big family
And the truth, you know,
Love is all we need
[Chorus]
We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So lets start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
Its true we'll make a better day
Just you and me
Send them your heart so they'll know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us by turning stones to bread
So we all must lend a helping hand
[Chorus]
When you're down and out, there seems no hope at all
But if you just believe there's no way we can fall well well well well
Let us realize that a change can only come
When we stand together as one
This reminds me: poor Michael Jackson didn't receive an open-casket funeral. although he died young and left a beautiful corpses. Generoso Pope seems to appreciate the politics between the open-closed controversy.
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