Waxing Indignant over Vince Foster Death Critics

 

The expression of outrage by Vince FosterÕs sister over Donald TrumpÕs quite reasonable statement that there was something fishy about her brotherÕs death, and her suggestion that it was ÒcruelÓ of Trump to raise such questions, has given me a very strong feeling of dŽjˆ vu.  Just such a ploy by others in the case prompted me to write one of my longer poems about it in late August of 1994, some 13 months after FosterÕs death.  It was entitled ÒHow Dare You?Ó and, until now, I had not posted it on my web site.

 

Looking back on it now, I think that it has held up pretty well through the years.  I had been reluctant to put the poem up because of what I say in verse 16, ÒThe bodyÕs discovery scene was misplaced.Ó  At that point, IÕm sorry to say, I was still following one of fake critic Christopher RuddyÕs disinformational rabbit trails.  Ruddy was putting out the story that a regular denizen of Fort Marcy Park, where the body was found, had seen police investigators roping off a site considerably nearer the parkÕs entrance than what is now generally conceded to be the body site.

 

I began to grow suspicious of Ruddy shortly after this time when a co-worker of mine told me that he had worked for the CIA-connected Mitre Corporation and that Mitre had installed the state-of-the-art White House surveillance cameras.  He said the surveillance cameras would have provided the key information in the case that everyone, including Ruddy, was overlooking.  The fact that Foster left the White House proper around 1:00 pm on July 20 and that he was alone was on record.  What no one seemed to be interested in, including Ruddy, was when Foster left the White House compound, by what means he left, and who might have been with him. 

 

I relayed this information to Ruddy and he had no immediate response, saying only that he would look into it.  A few days later he told me that his ÒWhite House contactÓ had told him that President Bill Clinton had had all the surveillance equipment removed because it cramped his nocturnal carousing style.  Now I suppose that if you would believe all of Hillary ClintonÕs private email stories you would believe that one, too, but that was RuddyÕs story—a newsworthy story in itself, even if true—and he proceeded to ignore this crucial question in all of his subsequent writings about the Foster case.

 

But, as I say, when I wrote ÒHow Dare YouÓ I still had confidence in Ruddy as the one journalist who seemed interested in looking seriously into the many Foster case anomalies.  He had a megaphone and an audience, and I didnÕt.  The best I could do was write letters to the editor that they would not print and Òwrite for the drawerÓ as the dissidents used to do in the old Soviet Union.  The Internet was still in its infancy and I was not yet online.  So here is one of the things I wrote for the drawer and for a few close friends, with new links now added:

 

  How Dare You?

 

ÒHow dare you?Ó they said,

What else could they say?

The facts of the case

Would not go away.

 

If Vince FosterÕs death

Was a suicide,

How come theyÕre acting

Like thereÕs so much to hide?

 

The hints of foul play

Are far more than ample;

Of the things that smell wrong

IÕll give just a sample.

 

They said that the family

WasnÕt talked to that day,

But the cops at his house

Were not turned away.

 

They questioned both sisters

And also the wife.

No one had a clue

Why heÕd take his own life.

 

All spoke from the heart,

With nothing rehearsed.

With no answers planted

And no one coerced.

 

But that was before

In a climate of fear,

Peculiar writings

Began to appear.

 

There was a torn note

That they wonÕt let us see,

And a list of psychiatrists,

First two, then they said three.

 

That Vince was the writer

Was loudly affirmed,

But until itÕs all public

Not a thing is confirmed.

 

Likewise for secret

Unsworn testimony,

For all that we know,

The bulk of itÕs phony.

 

They think they can closet

This case on a shelf,

The press doesnÕt think

You can think for yourself.

 

They would let a physician,

With conscience unsmitten,

Deny what heÕd said,

And deny what heÕd written.

 

TheyÕd have us believe,

Like a hapless detective,

That cameras and X-ray

Machines were defective.

 

TheyÕd let them rifle his desk,

And say, ÒNothing to it,Ó

But what would they say

If you were to do it?

 

The site where they found him

Lacked the usual mess,

But that was just fine

With our blindfolded press.

 

The gun was a relic

That couldnÕt be traced,

And the bodyÕs discovery

Scene was misplaced.

 

The head had been moved

Well after the death,

That should make them suspicious,

But donÕt hold your breath.

 

TheyÕd gladly permit

This big mystery

To become just a part

Of our great history.

 

You might raise a ruckus,

But would you be heard,

When theyÕd rather rely

On the PresidentÕs word?

 

You know heÕs so truthful,

And so is his wife.

WouldnÕt you trust them

Both with your life?

 

Or wouldnÕt the culprit

Have never been found

If Willie had chopped

That cherry tree down?

 

ÒBut what would they say if you were to do it?Ó is the line that continues to resonate most strongly today.  Just think of all the things that the press has given the Clintons a pass for that would not just have cost you or me our jobs but would have landed us in jail. In their book, The Clintons War on Women, authors Roger Stone and Robert Morrow place the ClintonsÕ sociopathic behavior under the general rubric of Òelite deviance,Ó as a sort of explanation of how they continue to get by with it, the most recent example being HillaryÕs passing around the deepest national secrets using an insecure private email server, in clear violation of regulations and law.  I believe that I demonstrate in my review of that book and of R. Emmett TyrrellÕs, Boy Clinton, that the ClintonÕs CIA and criminal Deep State connections better explain their carte blanche with the press than does the Òelite devianceÓ concept.

 

Most recently our propaganda press has been loudly blathering that it is a political loser for Donald Trump to talk about Bill and HillaryÕs shockingly sordid side.  They hearken to the experience of the period of ClintonÕs administration in the 1990s when such efforts had little or no effect and seemed almost to backfire, creating sympathy for the First Couple and causing their popularity to rise rather than fall.  What they reckon without is the new information age.  The Òkeepers of the knowledge gateÓ have lost their near monopoly on information and their opinion molding power is only a shadow of what it was then.  The best evidence of that is Donald TrumpÕs political success up to this point.

 

The best evidence that we are in a new information age is that people like me no longer have to write for the drawer.  And, oh yes, regular visitors to my dcdave.com web site will recognize that my experience with the press was an inspiration for #2 for my now widely popular ÒSeventeen Techniques for Truth Suppression

 

David Martin

May 30, 2016

 

Addendum 1

 

Recently, obviously in response to the renewed suspicions of foul play in the Foster death caused by TrumpÕs remarks, the FBI put out through its mouthpiece, Ronald Kessler, the story that Hillary Clinton caused Foster to kill himself by being mean to him in front of a number of other people in the White House.  Demonstrating the reach of the propaganda in the case, the story ran first in the London tabloid, Daily Mail.  This nonsense was then quickly picked up and treated seriously by right wing news, that is to say propaganda, organs like The Washington Times and fake right pundits like Cal Thomas and Rush Limbaugh, as well as a host of people on Twitter. 

 

Here you see the strategy to mollify the legions of people who despise Hillary Clinton while keeping the phony suicide story intact.  Witness Patrick KnowltonÕs web site, which blows the suicide thesis out of the water, is not called fbicover-up.com for nothing.  Watch the video on his home page, ÒThe Vince Foster Cover-up: The FBI and the Press,Ó to see how deeply involved the FBI has been in covering up this murder from the beginning.  Come to think of it, that video title would apply quite well to this latest Ronald Kessler episode. 

 

Anyone still believing that Kessler has an ounce of credibility in this matter should also read my article ÒKessler, Ruddy, and the Parade of Lies

 

David Martin

June 4, 2016

 

Addendum 2

 

While I was vacationing, Hugh Turley wrote the definitive debunking article about this supposed dressing down that Hillary gave Foster in the White House, ÒtriggeringÓ his suicide.  In it, Turley demonstrates that it could not have occurred because Hillary hadnÕt even been in Washington, DC, for a full two weeks before the date of FosterÕs death on July 20, 1993.  By some miracle, he was able to get World Net Daily to publish it, though itÕs not as great a miracle as one might think.  They made it impossible to find on their site, and if you Google key words like ÒVince Foster Ronald KesslerÓ it doesnÕt come up.  What you get, instead, is their own earlier article parroting the Kessler lie.  Such are the games that our opinion molders play.

 

I have summed up TurleyÕs revelations with this poem:

 

Vince FosterÕs Fatal Pout?

 

Now he shot himself, they say,

Because Hillary Clinton dissed him,

But she was actually far away,

And the harpy's rant would have missed him.

 

David Martin

June 18, 2016

 

 

 

 

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