More on half-jew LBJ, who got Israel The Bomb, killed two Kennedys & MLK, and gave us Vietnam, racial integration and open borders

I have written voluminously on LBJ, a monster whom I saw close-up on September 28, 1964 when he came to Providence, Rhode Island in 1964, radiating pure evil. (All my jewish fellow pupils at the elite private school Moses Brown School loved the guy.)

He had the top down in the presidential limo, the same one in which Kennedy had been murdered (at his behest), and was standing up in it, showing off his 6’3″ height. I could only shudder. My father was profoundly disturbed by his landslide victory in 1964.

LBJ with his jewy nose next to US senator Robert Kennedy, whom he had murdered in 1968. (Kennedy’s oldest son is a leader in exposing the vaccine-autism link, and Bill Gates.)

 

LBJ signing catastrophic bills for black civil rights in 1964 with Marxist Lucifer King behind him:

for “immigration reform” in 1965

….and for gun restrictions on whites after negroes had rioted following the murder of MLK. (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gun_Control_Act_of_1968) King was shot at the behest of LBJ himself and FBI director J. Edgar Hoover.
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The closet cross-dresser Hoover, likely a crypto-jew as well, was LBJ’s literal neighbor (before his presidency), resided with another man (Clyde Tolson) just 50 feet away. (A friend of mine renovated the Hoover house.)
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King had begun denouncing the war, correctly, as a Wall Street money-making swindle.
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Johnson, in ineffable hypocrisy, faux tender and all wistful, honoring “Dr. King” after having him murdered. I was simply thunderstruck as a 14-year-old in 1968 how anyone could not see through this palpably lying, insincere, phony  monster.

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Photo of LBJ and various Big Jews from likely the summer of 1968 (because LBJ’s grandson Lyndon Nugent was about one year old then), from Horace Busby’s book Thirty-One March: https://archive.org/details/thirtyfirstofmar00hora

See: LBJ-Jewish-Connections 

This is a rough, raw file of compilations of the contacts between Lyndon Johnson and a vast circle of powerful Jews.

It is just another proof that there is no way in hell that Israel would EVER have attacked the USS Liberty unless Lyndon Johnson had ordered them to do this heinous crime.

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Below that is the latest from Robert Morrow, an Austin, Texas researcher on Johnson.

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..The Jewish serial killing of the Kennedy family

Crypto-Jew (via his mother Rachelle Baines) and US senator Lyndon Johnson meets with Robert and John Kennedy in 1960. He later had both men murdered.

…..American Jews in Pennsylvania steal 500 pounds of plutonium for Israel, thanks to LBJ, dumping radioactivity everywhere — and unleashing a cancer epidemic 

I confront the US ARMY and the local police over the lagging $500 million plutonium cleanup and why Israel is not footing the bill

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So what would LBJ do to the Kennedys when he found out in the fall of 1963 that they were out to utterly destroy him, not just knock him off the 1964 Democratic ticket.
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Lyndon Johnson, age 20, once beat a child student because he did not like the child imitating him while LBJ was out of the room – either in fall 1928 or spring 1929, while LBJ was teaching at Cotulla, TX
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Once, moreover, while Johnson was out of the room, Danny Garcia went to the front of the classroom and began imitating the teacher – a performance easy to make funny because of Johnson’s awkward walk. Suddenly the class stopping laughing, and when Garcia turned around, there was the teacher in the doorway. Grabbing the boy by the hand, Johnson took him into an empty room. “I though I was going to get a lecture,” Garcia recalls, and instead, “He turned me over his knee and whacked me a dozen times,” and as Garcia felt the force of the blows, he realized that Johnson was angrier than he had ever seen him.

And when he re-entered the now hushed classroom, Johnson said something that the students considered quite striking. As Amanda Garcia recalls it, he asked them how they could make fun of him:

“He told us we were looking at the future President of the United States.”

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[Robert Caro, The Path to Power, p. 171] [JdN: I read two volumes of this.]

……Longtime LBJ aide George Reedy on what a Narcissist, Bully, Sadist & Lout Lyndon Johnson was. Reedy worked for LBJ from 1951-1965

“He was notorious for abusing his staff, for driving people to the verge of exhaustion- and sometimes over the verge; for paying the lowest salaries for the longest hours of work on Capitol Hill; for publicly humiliating his most loyal aides; for keeping his office in a constant state of turmoil by playing games with reigning male and female favorites.”

“There was no sense in which he could be described as a pleasant man. His manners were atrocious- not just slovenly but frequently calculated to give offense.

 

Relaxation was something he did not understand and would not accord to others. He was a bully who would exercise merciless sarcasm on people who could not fight back but could only take it.

Most important, he had no sense of loyalty- at least, not the kind of loyalty I learned on the Irish Near North Side of Chicago, where life was bearable only because people who had very little in the way of wordly goods had very much in the way of mutual trust.
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To Johnson, loyalty was a one-way street: all take on his part and all give on the part of everyone else- his family, his friends, his supporters.”

[Reedy, p. x]

“He was cruel, even to people who had virtually walked the last mile for him. Occasionally he would demonstrate his gratitude for extraordinary services by a lavish gift- an expensive suit of clothes, an automobile, jewelry for the women on his staff. The gift was always followed by an outpouring of irreverent abuse (I believe he thought his impulse was an example of weakness for which he had to atone) and a few members of his entourage noted that gift was invariably tax deductible on his part.

Furthermore, some of the most lavish presents frequently went to members who had performed no services other than adulation. And when his personal desires were at stake, he had absolutely no consideration for the situation in which other people found themselves. They were required to drop everything to wait upon him and were expected to forget their private lives in his interests.

He even begrudged one of his top assistants a telephone call to his wife on their wedding anniversary, which the assistant was spending on the LBJ ranch and his wife at their home in Washington, D.C.” [Reedy, xiv]

“He had a habit of adopting all useful thoughts as his own, and often the originator of highly important ideas would forget his or her own authorship in a matter of hours and be ready to swear that the whole thing originated in the brain of “the Leader.” [Reedy, xvi]

“He had a remarkable capacity to convince himself that he held the principles he should hold at any given time, and there was something charming about the air of injured innocence with which he would treat anyone who brought forth evidence that he had held other views in the past. It was not an act. His whole life was lived in the present and he was tenacious in his conviction that history always conformed to current necessities.” [Reedy, p. 2]

“To complicate the picture, his own view of what had happened frequently shifted. To the outside world, this appeared as a form of mendacity. It is my firm belief, from close association over a number of years, that the man never told a deliberate lie. But he had a fantastic capacity to persuade himself that the “truth” which was convenient for the present was the truth and anything that conflicted with it was the prevarication of enemies. He literally willed what was in his mind to be reality and, as he was a master at imposing his will upon the people, the society, and the world around him, he saw no reason for history to be exempt from the process.”

[Reedy, p. 3]

“That other man had to be Robert Kennedy, whom he regarded as the focal point for all the forces who sought the downfall of Lyndon Johnson.” [Reedy, 6]

“As a rule, his language colorful, pointed, and what can most charitably be described as “earthy.” His “humor” was based chiefly on the contents of toilet bowls and he was addicted to “pie-in-the-face” practical jokes.

Johnson bares his appendix scar to reporters

His favorite spectator sport was watching bovine copulation and he gloried in summoning fastidious males to his bathroom, where conference and excretion could be intermingled. His consumption of beverage alcohol was for purposes other than sacramental and in quantities that did not accord St. Paul’s “a little wine for thy stomach’s sake.” [Reedy, p.34-35]

“They had to be young, they had to be cheerful, they had to be malleable, and it helped if they were slightly antagonistic to him at the outset. He dearly loved to convert an anti-Johnson liberal with a slightly plump figure and a dowdy wardrobe into a lean, impeccably clad female whose face was masked in cosmetics and who adored the ground he walked on (or, at least, told him she adored the ground he walked on). To her, he would pour out all his dreams and aspirations in what (as it was described to me later by one woman with a sense of humor) was an incredibly potent monologue. The motif was that he trusted her loyalty and needed her wisdom and she had to come with him to occupy the top spot in his organization. It was an offer rarely refused.

The reality was somewhat different. The best the woman could hope for was a position as his private secretary. She learned very quickly that it was not the post of a top “advisor.”

He had no respect for the political intelligence of any woman except his wife- and, unfortunately, he usually listened to her only when he had done something stupid and had to find a bail-out manuever.

There were many compensations for the reigning favorite. She could look forward to travel under plush conditions, attendance at glamourous social functions with the Johnsons (he would always find a “safe” male for an escort), expensive clothes, and frequent trips to New York, where a glamorous make-up artist would initiate her into the mysteries of advanced facial make-up, resulting in cosmetics so lavishly applied that they became a mask.”

[Reedy, p. 36]

“Very few reigning favorites were allowed to run the office for any great length of time. One of them, who held his attention longer than the rest and for whom he exhibited some really deep feelings, was married off, probably because a continued relationship was incompatible with the vice presidency.

The others dropped back into the pool known to the male staff members (speaking under their breaths) as “the harem.” His greatest joy was traveling with a large number of women over whom he could fuss- buying their clothes, supervising their diets, and admonishing them at every public stop to “put on some fresh lipstick.” It was quite a show. He may have been “just a country boy from the central hills of Texas” but he had many of the instincts of a Turkish sultan of Istanbul.”

[Reedy, p. 37]

“The result of all of this was an office in a constant state of turmoil. A new reigning favorite meant a period of several weeks in which workable routines would be upset; morale would fall to all-time lows; efficiency would go out the window.”

(Reedy, p. 37)

“He was rarely candid, and when he spoke of personal matters his words were such a mixture of fantasy, euphemism, and half-truth that it was impossible to separate out the nuggets of revelation. In this case, however, the facts are compelling.

As it became clearer that inexorable forces were pushing him into the small circle of men from whom the nation picks its chief executives, he developed a pattern of conduct that indicated beyond a doubt a desire to revert to childhood. He intermingled, almost daily, childish tantrums; threats of resignation (which I realize in retrospect were the equivalent of the small boy who says he will take his baseball and go home); wild drinking bouts; a remarkable nonpaternal yen for young girls; an almost frantic desire to be in the company of young people.”

[Reedy, p. 56]

“A few weeks after his heart attack in 1955, he summed up the whole problem when he told a conference of doctors, gathered to evaluate his condition, that he enjoyed nothing but whiskey, sunshine, and sex. Without realizing what he was doing, he had outlined succinctly the tragedy of his life.”

[Reedy, p. 56]

“The drinking bouts became increasingly heavy and increasingly frequent. When he was with staff members, there would usually be a point at which he would launch a tirade reviling an assistant for a long series of fancied wrongs and assumed inadequacies. …

They were invariably preceded by a wild drinking bout. He was not an alcoholic or a heavy drinker in the commonly accepted sense of those words. But there were occasions when he would pour down Scotch and soda in a virtually mechanical motion in rhythm with the terrible tension building visibly within him and communicating itself to his listeners. The warning signs were unmistakable and those with past experience tried to get away before the inevitable flood of invective. As they found out, it was rarely possible.

[Reedy 56-57]

“As the 1960 campaign drew closer, the drinking bouts surpassed all previous records…. The 1960 campaign was a nightmare for the staff- a weird collage of beratings, occasional drunken prowls up and down hotel corridors, and frantic efforts to sober him up in the mornings so he could make the speaking engagements. Here again he came close to disaster. He spent a whole night in a hotel room in El Paso pouring invective upon the head of a bewildered advance man…On the stump he had very few peers. But in his rooms at night, the drinking patterns continued as did the threats of leaving the campaign.” [Reedy, pp. 58-59]

“Someone had told him about the theories of subliminal conditioning then making the rounds and his methodology was to mutter “sincere” over and over in the presence of journalists. When he could insert the word into a sentence, he would do so even when it had to be dragged in by the heels, kicking and screaming. When he could find no sentence that was suitable, he would repeat “sincere” under his breath, over and over to the absolute bewilderment of his audience. Fortunately, he dropped the effort before articles could appear questioning his sanity.”

[Reedy, p. 68]

“This occurred when he was vice president and obsessed with the idea that Bobby Kennedy was directing an anti-LBJ campaign. His elevation to the presidency made absolutely no difference. Brush after brush took place with the journalists who, in the early days of his administration, accepted him as a miracle worker to be treated with downright reverence.

Eventually, however, his conviction that they were opposed to him created an opposition- always the outcome of paranoia. He did not attribute this to his own shortcomings but to the machinations of the man he regarded as his arch-foe. At this stage of the game, Bobby was helpless to do him much mischief but LBJ still believed that there was a plot for which the press was the principal instrument.” [Reedy, p. 70]

“In a very important sense, LBJ was a man who had been deprived of the normal joys of life. He knew how to struggle; he knew how to outfox political opponents; he knew how to make money; he knew how to swagger. But he did not know how to live. He had been programmed for business and for business only, and outside of his programming he was lost.” [Reedy, p. 81]

“I never fully understood this or other similar episodes. In the back of his mind, it is possible that he believed these visits were inspired by Bobby Kennedy as part of a “plot” to delete the name LBJ from the ticket in 1964. This had become an obsession with him- a conviction that peopled the world with agents of the president’s brother all seeking to do him in.

Someone- I never found out who- very actively fed this belief and kept him in a perpetual state of anxiety. This reached major proportions with the outbreak of the Billy Sol Estes and Bobby Baker scandals….

There was absolutely nothing to keep Johnson’s name in the Billy Sol Estes story except the LBJ refusal to deal with the press. He covered up when there was nothing to cover and thereby created the suspicion that he was involved somehow. His reasoning was simple: The whole thing existed as a Bobby Kennedy plot and to talk about it to the press was to help Bobby Kennedy.

About the same thing happened in the Bobby Baker scandal except that in this instance he was really close to the central figure in the expose. He had considered Bobby as virtually a son and succeeded in promoting him to be secretary of the Senate Majority at an age when Bobby should have been in knee britches.”

[Reedy 134-135]

“But Johnson refused to accept the obvious explanation. He insisted that it stayed in the press because of conscious pressure from Bobby Kennedy, who, he claimed, was holding daily briefings with the sole purpose of knifing LBJ in the back. He was so convinced of the existence of these meetings that I made a personal effort to check on them myself. There was not the least bit of evidence that they were taking place or had taken place. I am not a master spy but it is hardly likely that during that period the attorney general of the United States could have engaged in such an organized effort without one of my newspaper friends tipping me off.

This viewpoint did not impress Johnson in the slightest. He merely said I was “naive” and that he would demonstrate the truth to me. The next time the two of us were together with a correspondent, he lectured the man on how wrong it was to ask stooge questions and then said: “I know all about those briefings downtown.” It became apparent at once the correspondent did not know not know about them but that did not stop LBJ. He continued his lectures to other correspondents- a practice that led to some speculation as to his mental stability. Fortunately, the speculation did not appear in print.

These episodes were merely ludicrous. Much more serious was his interpretation of all his relations with the administration as involved with “plots.” He resisted- to the point of hysteria- the round-the-world trip which later became famous for his discovery of Bashir, the camel driver, in Karachi…. He raved, at least to me, that Bobby Kennedy was trying to set him up.

[Reedy, pp. 136-137]

“Those of us who had to deal with what few substantive matters characterized the vice presidency found it increasingly difficult to secure decisions from him. The consumption of booze increased as did the number of hours he would spend in bed at home just staring at the ceiling and growling at anyone who came into the room… There was some demon within the man himself that would have operated in any position short of the presidency.”

[Reedy, pp. 139-140]

“Why Jack Kennedy offered Lyndon Johnson the vice presidency and why Lyndon Johnson accepted it, I will never know. Frankly, I doubt whether anyone will ever know now that the principal protagonists are dead. My guess is that it represented a shrewd political judgement on Kennedy’s part.”

[Reedy, p. 141]

“Behind the scenes, however, the campaign was grinding agony for a staff which felt a duty to the campaign to keep the seamy side from showing.

There were some terrible moments- drunken, aimless wanderings through a hotel corridor in Chicago (fortunately blocked off by police) in which he tried to crawl into the bed of the female correspondent (I got the impression as we led him away that he was seeking comfort, not sex); a wild drinking bout in El Paso in which he spent the night cursing and raving at a good friend; continuous torrents of abuse directed at his staff.

It was amazing to watch him go out in public and make truly compelling speeches off-the-cuff after such episodes.”

[Reedy, p. 142]

“Whatever the reality, however, the LBJ paranoia continued to mount. He was convinced that Bobby Kennedy had virtual control over the nation’s press and that this control was being used to pave the way for a “dump LBJ” campaign in 1964. This was a period in which he proceeded to “hang around” the outer offices of the White House- something like a precinct captain sitting in the anteroom of a ward leader hoping to be recognized. It was not a very prepossessing sight and certainly not worthy of a man of his stature.”

[Reedy, p. 147]

“He was not a man of thought and, instead, it became for him the period of intense misery. He obviously had not found what he had expected to find in the vice presidency, and while his intellect was keen, it was not of the variety that could grant him inner serenity. What could have been to a philosopher an era of growth was, in his eyes, a time of shame and failure.

[Reedy, p. 147]

“Johnson campaigned as though there were a real contest with the outcome in doubt. In time I came to understand that the act of campaigning had importance to him that was totally unrelated to the goals. There was some form of vitalizing force in frenzied crowds that drove him into a state of ecstasy…

“What was even more interesting was the scene that invariably followed a session with a crowd. Despite his tapping technique, some people would always be able to grasp his palm for a fleeting moment. In such instances, it would be necessary for him to tear loose- leaving long scratches on the back of his hand. He loved those scratches. A medical attendant aboard Air Force One was ready with some soothing ointment for a gentle massage. LBJ would insist that everyone on the plane cluster around during the massage period and he would point lovingly to each scratch, describing in detail the person responsible for it. The first time I witnessed the performance, it seemed to me that he was thinking in terms of the Stigmata from the Cross. But the performance was much too sensual for such an interpretation. There was something post-orgasmic about the scene. A psychiatrist could have had a field day.”

[Reedy, p. 152]

“The trouble was that Johnson himself became a victim of the Gulf of Tonkin resolution.

[This as when LBJ invented two North Vietnamese gunboat attacks on the US Navy, “justifying” a massive US troop buildup and war in South Vietnam.]

It froze him into a totally uncompromising position where he had no alternatives- or thought he had no alternative- to feeding more and more draftees into the meat grinder.

He had never, in his entire life, learned to confess error, and this quality- merely amusing or exasperating in a private person- resulted in cosmic tragedy for a president.

He had to prove that he had been right all along. And this meant that he had to do more of what he had been doing despite the demonstrable failure of his Vietnam policies.”

[Reedy, p. 165]

“There were a few key traits to his personality and it is unlikely that he shed them. As a human being he was a miserable person- a bully, sadist, lout and egoist.

He had no sense of loyalty (despite his protestations that it was a quality that he valued above all others) and he enjoyed tormenting those who had done the most for him.

He seemed to take a special delight in humiliating those who had cast their lot in with him.

It may well be that this was the result of a form of self-loathing in which he concluded that there had to be something wrong with anyone who would associate with him.”

[Reedy, p. 171]

“His lapses from civilized conduct were deliberate and usually intended to subordinate someone else to his will. He did disgusting things because he realized other people had to pretend that they did not mind. It was his method of bending them to his designs.

[Reedy, pp. 171-172]

LBJ spoke at Meehan Auditorium at Brown University http://www.presidency.ucsb.edu/ws/?pid=26534 making an unctuous and falsely humble reference to (his!) murder of John Kennedy: ” I will remember back 10 months ago when a terrible tragedy befell the people of this Nation and I was called upon, as best I could, with all of my limitations, to attempt to carry on.”

… And now read this:

LBJ was a truly classic megalomanic psychopath, exactly the kind of leader that the Founding Fathers wanted to prevent, But alas, they thought it prudent as a struggling young nation to take no stance against jewish immigration.

https://johndenugent.com/english/they-hacked-my-psychopaths-in-power-article-here-it-is-again/
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