I thought I knew Lee Harvey Oswald.
- I’d seen the documentaries.
- I’d read the Warren Report.
- I’d heard the theories.
But when the latest batch of JFK files was released, I dove deep.
What I found wasn’t conspiracy. It was stranger than that. It was a story hiding in plain sight — a story so dark, so bizarre, that it almost seems impossible it could be true.
Here’s what the files reveal — and why it matters more than ever.
It’s 1959.
America is drowning in Cold War paranoia.
Children crouch under desks in school, practicing for the day when the Soviets might launch a nuclear strike. Teachers tell them to cover their heads with their hands — as if that would protect them from a mushroom cloud. Parents dig fallout shelters in their backyards, stocking them with canned beans and bottled water. People don’t just fear the Soviets; they expect them to strike.