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The year is 2013, the 50th anniversary of the JFK assassination, and Kent discovers that he and the rest of the unwitting citizenry of Tupelo, Mississippi, are enmeshed in a year-long series of scripted events meticulously planned and brilliantly executed by some of the most ruthless, diabolically creative, powerful psychopaths on the planet. From a critical look at the suspicion-arousing Boston bombings to new revelations about the Kennedy assassination and the Zapruder film, the author weaves tantalizing insights into a range of historical events that help the reader better understand the breadth and depth of the villainy with which Kent is faced.
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| ISBN-13: | 9781634240413 |
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| Publisher: | Trine Day |
| Publication date: | 02/02/2016 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| Pages: | 408 |
| File size: | 34 MB |
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Most Dangerous
A True Story
By Sherwood Kent
Trine Day LLC
Copyright © 2015 Sherwood KentAll rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-63424-042-0
CHAPTER 1
Hitting Home
September 30, 2013: Blue Mountain, Mississippi
11:10 p.m. – William's mother, Amy, kneels on the concrete floor of the garage, cradling her 16-year-old son's head and broad shoulders in her arms as his taught torso stretches out in front of her. He is having a grand mal seizure, his first, and as his 220-pound frame jerks violently and he gasps desperately for air, his father, Kent, can only watch in horror.
Amy works in mental health and has seen patients having grand mal seizures; Kent had never seen one in real life, and, even if he had, it wouldn't have prepared him for the sight of his only son writhing helplessly on the ground.
"Can we get him in the car?" Kent implored his ex-wife, knowing that it might take an ambulance some time to reach them in their small, rural northeast Mississippi community. The seizure hadn't begun as a full-blown grand mal, and they'd been trying to get William to the car when he'd gone completely rigid and began convulsing.
"No," answered Amy in a reassuringly calm voice, "call 911."
"Are you sure?" Kent replied with growing desperation.
At that moment, William, who had been struggling for air, suddenly ceased breathing altogether. My God, Kent thought, was he watching his son die? After what seemed like minutes, Will jerked and drew one short breath, then another. He began gasping in air, slowly relaxed and started breathing again — not normally, but at least he was breathing.
Kent ran into the house and dialed 911. As he paced anxiously back and forth at the end of their street waiting for the ambulance, he could only wonder what had just happened. Resting in his mother's arms, Will was breathing, but completely motionless and unresponsive.
When the paramedics finally arrived, Will was somewhat alert, but had an alarmingly uncomprehending stare in his eyes and resisted the rescue workers as they attempted to take his vital signs and establish an I.V. He couldn't speak and reacted like a frightened animal.
Having barely gotten over the specter of his son seemingly dying before his eyes only minutes earlier, Kent was now faced with the very real possibility that his son might have some type of brain damage due to lack of oxygen or the seizure itself.
As the ambulance drove off with Amy sitting beside her son in the back, Kent hurried inside to grab the car keys. He made sure not to follow the ambulance too closely, and as he drove, the freshly imprinted image of his son taking what could have been his last breath replayed in a continuous loop in Kent's mind.
This was Will's first grand mal, his third seizure altogether. The two previous episodes, though frightening, had been far less severe. The first had happened on the evening of September 11, 2013, just a few weeks earlier.
As he drove into the darkness, Kent had the awful realization that he might well know why all this had happened — and it had everything to do with the date of William's first seizure.
11:55 p.m. – By the time the ambulance arrived at the emergency room ten minutes away in Ripley, William had already become more alert and coherent. After Kent completed registration and walked into the examining room, he was filled with relief to see that familiar spark in Will's eyes and hear his voice. William didn't remember much of the last hour, but, Thank God, he was back.
Kent and Amy made the decision to have their son transported by ambulance to Le Bonheur Children's Hospital in Memphis. Tippah County, Mississippi, only has two ambulances, and one was tied up with a patient delivery in Jackson, so the other was unavailable to transport William. Le Bonheur dispatched one of their ambulances, but it was more than a two-hour drive each way.
They arrived in Memphis just in time to hit the early side of rush hour. When they finally pulled up to the Le Bonheur E.R. doors, a wave of relief washed over Kent. William was now at one of the finest children's hospitals in America. Although William had undergone previous tests at the North Mississippi Medical Center in Tupelo, Kent knew that his son would be under the care of some of the best pediatric specialists in the nation.
William had shown no prior signs of a seizure disorder. Neither the previous CAT scan done in Tupelo nor the one at Le Bonheur showed any sign of brain injury, but the Le Bonheur EEG did show brain activity consistent with epilepsy. William was officially diagnosed with this condition and immediately started on anti-seizure medication.
For the first night in weeks, Kent was able to relax and get some sleep, even with the regular interruptions of the nurses as they checked on William. All three of Will's seizures had been nocturnal, and Kent had heard every little bump in the night since the first episode.
Kent reflected that he hadn't slept so lightly or been so sensitive to noises in the night since William was an infant. But now he was just thankful; thankful that William was alive and receiving the best medical attention available.
CHAPTER 2Payback is a Bitch
Washington, DC
Kent Bain had worked as art director for the Weekly Standard magazine in Washington, DC, from the inception of the publication in the fall of 1995 until the spring of 2001.
The magazine was owned by the News Corporation, the Chairman and CEO of which was media mogul Rupert Murdoch, who Kent met his first day on the job when Murdoch stopped by to wish the staff well.
The Weekly Standard had been started by a trio of Washington political insiders: William Kristol, Editor; Fred Barnes, Executive Editor; and John Podhoretz, Deputy Editor.
The son of the "godfather of neo-conservativism," the late Irving Kristol, William served as Chief of Staff to former Vice-President Dan Quayle (The New Republic magazine dubbed Kristol "Dan Quayle's brain").
Kristol has been a regular panelist on ABC's This Week, Fox News Sunday and Special Report with Bret Baier, as well as a columnist for Time magazine and the New York Times. Kristol is also associated with a number of prominent conservative think tanks, including the Project for the New American Century, which he co-founded in 1997.
Political commentator Fred Barnes was a regular panelist on The McLaughlin Group for a decade and co-host of The Beltway Boys on the Fox News Channel. A widely recognized television personality, Barnes has made cameo appearances in several Hollywood films, including Independence Day.
John Podhoretz is the son of another famous neo-conservative, Norman Podhoretz, who was a protégé of Lionel Trilling and Editor-in-Chief of Commentary magazine for 35 years. John served as a speechwriter to former Presidents Ronald Reagan and George H.W. Bush, and has appeared as a political commentator on Fox News, CNN's Reliable Sources and The McLaughlin Group.
He has worked at Time, the Washington Times and U.S. News & World Report, and has a regular column at the New York Post. Podhoretz wrote the book Hell of a Ride, which offered an unfavorable assessment of Bush Sr.'s administration; was a consultant for the popular television series The West Wing; and, in 1986, became a five-time champion on Jeopardy!
An All-Star Cast
The editors of the Weekly Standard also assembled a roster of conservative heavy hitters including Tucker Carlson and David Brooks, who helped the magazine become a ubiquitous presence inside the Beltway.
Tucker Carlson is co-founder and editor-in-chief of The Daily Caller and a former host on CNN's Crossfire. Known for wearing a bow tie during much of his career, Carlson was once asked by The Daily Show's Jon Stewart, "How old are you?" "Thirty five," Tucker answered. "And you wear a bow tie," Stewart retorted.
Carlson did eventually give up wearing bow ties a couple of years after that exchange, saying that he'd found that "If you wear a bow tie, it's like a middle finger around your neck; you're just inviting scorn and ridicule ... the number of people screaming the F-word at me ... it wore me down after a while so I gave in and became conventional."
In 2006, Carlson decided he'd give his public image another boost and agreed to be a contestant on Dancing with the Stars. He was expeditiously voted off the show, stating afterwards that teaching him to dance was "like Einstein teaching addition to a slow child." When asked why he accepted ABC's invitation to perform, Tucker offered the following: "I'm not defending it as the smartest choice ..."
David Brooks is a columnist for the New York Times and a commentator on the PBS NewsHour. He has worked for the Washington Times, The Wall Street Journal, Newsweek, The Atlantic Monthly and has also been a commentator on National Public Radio.
Brooks, not your typical conservative by any stretch of the imagination, has frequently expressed admiration for Barack Obama, even before he became president. The New Republic ran a profile of Brooks in August 2009, which describes his first encounter with Obama in the spring of '05:
Usually when I talk to senators, while they may know a policy area better than me, they generally don't know political philosophy better than me. I got the sense he knew both better than me. [...] I remember distinctly an image of — we were sitting on his couches, and I was looking at his pant leg and his perfectly creased pant, and I'm thinking, a) he's going to be president and b) he'll be a very good president.
With his enthusiasm running high, Brooks penned a column in the New York Times entitled "Run, Barack, Run" two days after Obama's second autobiography, The Audacity of Hope, hit bookstore shelves, in which he urged Obama to seek the presidency.
Difficult Adjustment
A number of other conservative luminaries worked for and contributed to the Weekly Standard, including Pulitzer-Prize-winning syndicated columnist Charles Krauthammer. Kent was always interested to see whose familiar face from the news circuit or Capitol Hill would show up at the weekly editorial meetings. It also never ceased to impress him how far-reaching the influence of the Standard was, and in how many different venues its writers and editors appeared. It seemed as if he couldn't turn on the radio or television, day or night, without seeing or hearing one of his colleagues.
The magazine went to press on Friday evenings, and the staff would work late getting the book ready to send to the printer. Kent would interact with the editors throughout the week, Fridays in particular, and he never quite got accustomed to seeing his bosses around the office, then sitting down in the break room to eat supper and watch Fox News — where he'd routinely see Bill Kristol, Fred Barnes or both — and then encounter them walking back into the office half an hour later.
He also never really felt comfortable sitting around at home in his skivvies on Sunday mornings and hearing Bill Kristol's voice and/or seeing his face on the Sunday news shows. Damn unnerving, he always thought, like the nightmares where you find yourself in your underwear in the middle of a classroom.
Nights at the Roundtable
The office building in which the Weekly Standard was located sat three blocks from the White House and just around the corner from ABC News. The American Enterprise Institute, a prominent conservative think tank, was in the same building, and the Philanthropy Roundtable moved its offices right next door to the Standard a couple of years after the magazine started.
As it turned out, Kent was given the opportunity to art direct for Philanthropy magazine, published by the Roundtable, which he did for a couple of years. It was a bi-monthly publication, so he was able to effectively handle the additional workload.
During the time that Kent worked for Philanthropy, the Roundtable was under the leadership of John P. Walters, who went on to be appointed by President George W. Bush as the Director of the White House Office of National Drug Control Policy, or, as the position is more commonly referred to, the "Drug Czar."
"A New Pearl Harbor"
Like the Philanthropy Roundtable, the aforementioned Project for the New American Century (PNAC) that William Kristol co-founded also had its office on the same floor as the Standard. In fact, it was co-located with the magazine's offices and shared a workroom with the publication.
Although now defunct, PNAC promoted American global leadership and advocated for "a Reaganite policy of military strength and moral clarity," maintaining that, "American leadership is both good for America and for the world."
In June of 1997, PNAC released a "Statement of Principles," which began:
As the 20th century draws to a close, the United States stands as the world's pre-eminent power. Having led the West to victory in the Cold War, America faces an opportunity and a challenge: Does the United States have the vision to build upon the achievements of past decades? Does the United States have the resolve to shape a new century favorable to American principles and interests?
Signatories to the Statement of Principles included future Vice-President Dick Cheney, future Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld, future Deputy Secretary of Defense Paul Wolfowitz and a number of others who would go on to hold key positions in the Bush administration, as well as influential businessmen, politicians and thinkers such as William J. Bennett, Jeb Bush, Steve Forbes, Norman Podhoretz and others.
In September 2000, PNAC published a 90-page report entitled Rebuilding America's Defenses: Strategies, Forces and Resources for a New Century, which stated that, "America should seek to preserve and extend its position of global leadership by maintaining the preeminence of U.S. military forces." Section V of the report, "Creating Tomorrow's Dominant Force," included the following now-infamous sentence:
Further, the process of transformation, even if it brings revolutionary change, is likely to be a long one, absent some catastrophic and catalyzing event — like a new Pearl Harbor.
Following 9/11, various left-leaning mainstream social critics stopped short of accusing PNAC members of complicity in the attacks, but argued that they capitalized on the event as an opportunity to enact long-desired plans. Conspiracy theorists, however, felt no such compunction and asserted that the "new Pearl Harbor" quote was absolute proof of everything from simple foreknowledge to total orchestration of the attacks themselves.
Payback?
If there was any truth to such assertions, it would certainly seem that Kent had been in the right place at the right time to have gained insider knowledge — and answering the question of whether he did or did not do so could well lie at the heart of what happened to his son, William.
On September 11, 2012, TrineDay had released The Most Dangerous Book in the World: 9/11 as Mass Ritual, written by S.K. Bain — Kent Bain. Exactly one year later, on September 11, 2013, William suffered his first-ever seizure, with zero prior signs of epilepsy.
Dire Consequences
When Kent had written his book exposing the occult underpinnings of, and the psychological warfare tactics employed during and after, the attacks of 9/11, he'd had very real concerns that he or his family might become targets of retaliation. Now, it looked as if his fears had been realized.
The idea that his son was suffering because of something he had done was difficult enough for Kent to contend with. The notion that worse might lie ahead was more worrisome still. What the hell have I done? Kent thought to himself.
Not the First
The precise timing of Will's initial seizure wasn't the first piece of evidence that Kent had in fact attracted the attention of the true perpetrators of the September 11th attacks. A series of events earlier in 2013 had put him on edge and given him good reason to believe that he'd made himself an "object of interest" to some of the most powerful psychopaths on the planet.
These events had not been minor hints, obscure clues — they were newsmakers, some headline news stories, some unfolding at his doorstep.
CHAPTER 3The Boston Massacre, Part II
Monday, April 15, 2013: Boston, Massachusetts
Twin explosions, later determined to be the result of homemade bombs, injure dozens at the finish line of the 117th Boston Marathon. Debris and body parts are strewn everywhere as rescue workers rush to treat the wounded.
In the midst of the frenzied media coverage of the event comes word of another incident: a fire at the John F. Kennedy Memorial Library, only miles away. Was the blaze somehow related to the bombings? Authorities didn't know, but there was a sense that Boston was a city under siege.
(Continues...)
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Table of Contents
Forethought - Once Upon a Time Kris Millegan iii
Part 1 And So It Begins
Chapter 1 Flitting Home 3
Chapter 2 Payback is a Bitch 7
Part 2 Twelve Days of Terror
Chapter 3 The Boston Massacre, Part II 17
Chapter 4 A Faulknerian Feud 23
Chapter 5 It Just Keeps Getting Better 27
Chapter 6 Up in Flames 37
Chapter 7 Gone West 39
Chapter 8 Orwell Strong 43
Chapter 9 "I don't even eat rice." 47
Chapter 10 Crime Scene Revisited 57
Chapter 11 Mr. Not-So-Funny Guy 61
Chapter 12 In the Crosshairs 65
Part 3 The Golden Jubilee of the Killing of the King
Chapter 13 Hoffman Lenses 71
Chapter 14 Fidelity. Secrecy. Silence 75
Chapter 15 Quite a Day 91
Chapter 16 The Ultimate Threesome 99
Chapter 17 A National Knightmare 103
Chapter 18 Bush-Whacked 109
Chapter 19 Did You See That?! 119
Part 4 "Twelve Days" as Mass Ritual
Chapter 20 Bending Reality 123
Chapter 21 Three Kings 131
Part 5 Pre-Twelve Days
Chapter 22 An Ode to Oswald 139
Chapter 23 Ode to Oswald (Bootylicious Mix) 143
Chapter 24 Crap Shoot 147
Chapter 25 Mega Drive-By 151
Chapter 26 The Worst Thing in the World 155
Chapter 27 What's Next? 159
Chapter 28 The New Great Age 163
Part 6 Post-Twelve Days
Chapter 29 Not Even Halfway 167
Chapter 30 A Crowning Achievement 169
Chapter 31 Zombie Apocalypse 175
Chapter 32 The Intelligence Non-Apocalypse 177
Chapter 33 Happy Birthday, Mr. President 183
Chapter 34 JFK, Mothman and Mount Hope 201
Part 7 Interlude
Chapter 35 Southern-Fried Apocalypse 209
Chapter 36 Standing at the Crossroads 221
Chapter 37 Long Live the King 229
Chapter 38 The Firstest 249
Chapter 39 RFK's Last Supper 255
Chapter 40 Bombshells, Blonde and Otherwise 265
Chapter 41 Happiness is a Warm Gun 271
Chapter 42 Paging Dr. Kinkey 277
Part 8 The Fun Continues
Chapter 43 Message Received 285
Chapter 44 Holy Moses! 293
Chapter 45 …And Your Little Dog, Too 299
Chapter 46 Fifty Years To-The-Day 303
Chapter 47 Extended Metaphor 307
Part 9 A December to Remember
Chapter 48 Spouting Devil 315
Chapter 49 A Timely Death 321
Chapter 50 Death of a Statesman 335
Chapter 51 Losing His Head 341
Chapter 52 Ho, Ho, Homo for the Holidays 345
Chapter 53 Return to Tupelo 349
Chapter 54 Dishonoring Kennedy 353
Part 10 Game Over
Chapter 55 Too Close for Comfort 365
Chapter 56 Lucifer Rising? 377
Chapter 57 Year From Hell 383
Chapter 58 Living Up to Its Name 387
Afterthought - The Future is So Bright 389
In Memoriam 397