John Welwood [“Reopening The Wound,” Issue 197] uses the euphemism “artistic liberties” to describe the lies and distortions in Oliver Stone’s JFK. Yet there seem to be more artistic liberties than facts in Welwood’s essay.
According to McGeorge Bundy, Kennedy’s National Security Advisor, Kennedy never mentioned withdrawing from Vietnam.
The statement that the mayor of Dallas “must have” been involved in the last-minute decision to change Kennedy’s motorcade route is mere supposition. Or should I say artistic liberty?
To say that Jim Garrison had “everything to lose (his family, his job, his life)” is as falsely melodramatic (he only lost his job) as saying “he had nothing to gain” (he wanted the Democratic nomination for vice-president).
I mourn the death of John Kennedy to this day. I mourn Watergate, the Iran-Contra scandal, and all the people Reagan and Bush have slaughtered in their lust for cheap, macho glory. If President Kennedy had lived, we might have been spared these horrors. Then again, we might have been forced to endure them anyway. Who can say? But to pin all these horrors on an entity as implausibly vast as the Conspiracy to Kill JFK seems simple-minded. I am surprised that The Sun would publish such a rant.