Inside the Mind of Jack Ruby

[Tom Graves]

To be fair to those of the CT persuasion, Ruby is the perfect illustration of what we find at every twist and turn of the JFKA.

He could have been someone’s garden-variety grandfather who owned a laundromat, had an entirely ordinary background and nice family, simply lost it when JFKA was assassinated, shot Oswald in the hallway of the DPD, and was sentenced by a sympathetic jury to 15 years in prison. No mystery, just one of those things.

But noooo, Ruby is a shady character with DPD connections, mob connections and Cuban connections; his supposed motive for killing Oswald seems iffy at best; he enters the garage under mysterious circumstances that practically scream “he had help”; he murders Oswald on national TV while Oswald is shackled to Leavelle in circumstances that practically scream “how was that impossible?”; he quickly morphs into a bizarre psychotic who says all sorts of weird things; and he’s represented by a celebrity tort lawyer who’s interested mostly in self-publicity and pretty well mangles the defense.

Like almost every aspect of the JFKA, it almost seems to have been designed to be and to remain forever puzzling. Yes, CTers like MTG and many others turn these puzzles into scenarios Agatha Christie could never have imagined, but they are puzzles that have a strange, almost designed quality to them. Is it really possible that we "just happen" to have these puzzles at every twist and turn? I suppose it is, but it's ... puzzling.

Dear FPR,

A laundromat with a strip joint in the back?

Reminds me of the performance by an aging stripper I and the dressed-in-their-Sunday-Best, going-home-from-church families were subjected to on Kodiak in 1973 while chowing down on the all-you-can-eat buffet-style lunch in the [the name escapes me now] bar.

Thanks for jogging that memory.

I've led an interesting life, with alleged-by-you "OCD" and all.

That "OCD" must explain why I kept going back for more fried chicken that day.

I just had to do it.

-- Tom

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