The Whiff of Conspiracy
I have followed the story of Alexander Litvinenko pretty closely, as you all know. Well, here comes another little tidbit on the story.Dateline was putting together a story and talking to some people about the story. One fellow that they spoke with died of a heart attack shortly after meeting with them. Another fellow, this one by the name of Paul Joyal, who is critical of the Kremlin, was shot four days after his meeting with the Dateline people.
In his interview, he said:
that a "message has been communicated to anyone who wants to speak out against the Kremlin: 'If you do, no matter who you are, where you are, we will find you and we will silence you in the most horrible way possible.' " Joyal was speaking about the poisoning of Alexander Litvinenko, a KGB defector, who was poisoned last fall in London.
Four days later, he met with a former KGB General in a restaurant near the Spy Museum (if you haven't been, GO! It is amazing and one of my favorite places...), and was shot on his way home. Now, the authorities and media are poo-poohing this as local home-grown crime and not some Kremlin Conspiracy, but I have my doubts.
Most troubling, I find, is the way two non-descript black males have been fingered. Isn't it always two non-descript black males? This is so fake it is from central casting... Even more disturbing is although the crime is described as a "street crime", no mention is made of his wallet or his briefcase or his watch being taken. And, let's face it, getting mugged in your own driveway is a bit bizarre. And last but not least is the injury: he was shot in the groin. See, that seems personal to me, not random.
But what do I know?
If it isn't a conspiracy, this is one very unlucky SOB: shot in the groin in his own driveway by two black males. Super Unlucky. Almost Unlucky like a Superhero, if Unluckiness were an admirable trait.
Labels: From Russia With Love
