Soon it was learned that White House aides had gone into Vince Foster's
office and removed files. At the same time, attempts made by federal
investigators to search the office for possible clues immediately following
the death as to why he might have killed himself were rebuffed by the White
House. This started the whispers which started the supposition which started
the conspiracy theories which started the wackos, or now that I think about
it, the wackos started on their own and were probably in motion before
Foster had even gotten into the White House. The frenzy was off and running.
Supposition was in full swing and being driven by determined anger
that I'd never seen before or heard.
It was mean-spirited and it became a topic at lunch. I thought it was the result of so many television channels having to vamp for time and using talking heads offering opinions based on no facts whatsoever as well as the right-wing talk radio programs, which, after a while, started to sound like echo chambers. Now all you would hear was "ditto" and "me-too" or some kind of armed conflict was at hand. The conclusion at lunch in the first week after the death was there are a lot of people who hate Bill Clinton. The White House was always putting that kind of spin on stories when things didn't work out for the administration, which was probably true 60 percent of the time. This was the first time I really sensed the dislike that was out there. And today when we gather for lunch that initial idea hasn't changed.
Larry King, "Anything Goes, What I've Learned from Pundits, Politicians, and Presidents" (New York: Warner Books, 2000), pp. 69-70.
Notice how quick Mr. King is to call skeptics of the government law-enforcement people and the mainstream press "wackos." How many times has this bozo been married? And King has the audacity to use name-calling against regular, honest citizens who have doubts about some of the suspicious things they have been told by the important people before whom King has learned to grovel so well. Speaking of honest citizens, this is from a brief biography at MrShowBiz.com:
|LARRY KING barely graduated from high school (he was one point above flunking), and his first job was working as a janitor at a Florida A.M. radio station. He first got married in the wake of his high school graduation - a ceremony that was quickly annulled - and weddings became a habit he could never really quit. He eventually landed his own Miami morning talk show; at the same time, he did TV commentary for Dolphins football games and wrote entertainment columns for two newspapers. Money problems resulted in a 1971 arrest for theft - King had used funds entrusted to him by a financier to investigate the Kennedy assassination to pay his own back taxes. He'd squandered Uncle Sam's money on pricey cars, restaurant tabs, and gambling debts. By the time the debacle was over, he was practically run out of Miami.|
The great irony here is that in this land that would elevate a Bill Clinton to its highest office and keep him there for eight years, Larry King's radio and TV career would have certainly been at an end had he done the honorable thing and actually conscientiously pursued the investigation for which he took the money. Better to be a thief. He might even have ended up like the heroic but thoroughly dead Dorothy Kilgallen, with his autopsy being performed by someone who would later find himself on a Foster cover-up panel.
Concerning what "started the whispers" about the obvious murder of Foster, my suspicions were aroused much more by what the press was not reporting than by what it was. You may read the first part of my "America's Dreyfus Affair, the Case of the Death of Vincent Foster" and you will find no mention of the documents removed from Foster's office or the initial freezing out of federal investigators from the White House. In fact, in those early days the only things reported along those lines were a Washington Post mention of White House Counsel Bernard Nussbaum ordering an FBI agent to remain seated while he, Nussbaum, went through Foster's materials in his office and a ginned-up hullabaloo over a delay in reporting the discovery of a torn-up note in Foster's briefcase. Another irony here is that that was the note that Nussbaum was reportedly unable to see in all its 27 torn yellow pieces when he emptied the briefcase out in the presence of Park Police and FBI officials. One of those present, Detective Peter Markland of the Park Police, when told that the "suicide" note had been found later in that same briefcase would reportedly exclaim, "Bullshit! Either it didn't come out of the brefcase, or Nussbaum was lying that he didn't see the note!"
Yes. And the Foster death was either a murder staged to look like a suicide or a suicide staged to look like a murder.
March 3, 2001
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