And you wonder why I don't trust ANYONE.
In Our Next Episode: Everyone blames Hoover. Also, a conspiracy theory that will knock your socks off. Unless they find me first.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
ME 338-R
That's Ernest Withers' FBI Informant number. And if you know who Ernest Withers is, that either makes you want to laugh hysterically (because after all the bullshit about evil whitey keeping tabs on The Movement, it turns out to be one of their own, which is pretty fucking funny; or alternately, people whining about how incompetent the FBI is, when they have THIS level of target penetration, which is also pretty funny) or makes you want to bunker up and get off the grid entirely.
And you wonder why I don't trust ANYONE.
In Our Next Episode: Everyone blames Hoover. Also, a conspiracy theory that will knock your socks off. Unless they find me first.
And you wonder why I don't trust ANYONE.
In Our Next Episode: Everyone blames Hoover. Also, a conspiracy theory that will knock your socks off. Unless they find me first.
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