Last week I dropped the first segment of my novel, The White Gloves, Legend. This year is really going to be Release 1.0. It’s done . It has its story, shape, characters and, spoiler….. we all know who dies in the end. It has an original take on who Lee was. But it can get better. We will need a black glove.
It’s an interesting challenge. How would Walter Tevis have written the Hustler if the mobsters had killed Fast Eddie instead of just breaking his thumbs? How does one write a Bildungsroman where the hero fails one of the challenges and dies? Even worse, where he is set up as the bad guy, for all eternity. I read Tevis recently to get an idea of writing about a twenty something hotshot who thought he could do anything. No middle age to account for lessons learned and recalibrate. No chance to write “the Color of Money.” I don’t think Lee would have become an ART DEALER. (Cue Cuba Gooding Jr.)
Here is what dropped last week.
The Inferno. Message here, until we have all the facts it’s my Legend against Yours. But let’s understand that the official Legend violates more of the facts than any of the others. We invoke Dante as our muse, Angleton as our guide. Paradise awaits but Beatrice will not be there.
A bird for baby. The penknife incident, as Marguerite saw it. Strange to say I came up with this explanation long before I ever read hers. Wouldn’t we all be better off if we just listened to Marguerite, difficult as that may be. Also the Rosenberg story is Lee putting us on. No one has noticed this, as far as I know.
I Led Three Lives. Countless people have observed this. I figured out and then I saw that Jim Marrs saw it too, that maybe, as Robert Oswald informed us, if the young Lee obsessed over Herbert Philbrick then maybe he thought an undercover anti communist, an FBI informer, was the good guy. Someone to emulate. How to fake it as a leftist. Lee’s story is a lot simpler if we see him as a right wing troll. An outer of leftists.
Find the Commies. It is disingenuous to think that Lee went to David Ferrie’s weenie roast and never met David. Au contraire, if David spent his time teaching young men how to spot the enemy, surely he had the chops to introduce Lee to Das Kapital.
Coming at the end of this month.
A Media Wedding. In my hometown no less when I was eight years old. A rundown of who from Michael Paine’s family was at his wedding and why James Angleton or at least Colonel Pash may have wished he was there too. But at least ONI was represented by Sylvia Hyde (I assume she was there).
Current reading.
Robert J. Groden, “the Search for Lee Harvey Oswald “. Lee in pictures, wonderful. As I understand it Groden is an expert in the theory that the famous brandishing the rifle pictures are fakes. Arriving today is his other book, the assassination in pictures. It gets hard to read this stuff.
Stephen Kinzer, “Poisoner in Chief: Sidney Gottlieb and the CIA search for Mind Control”. Outrage just outrage (mine, not his). This book reads like an apology for Adolf Eichmann. Just a bureaucrat, just doing his job. It’s sort of torture porn. Takes us into all the dark corners and then says “it’s okay, the republicans on the committee didn’t want to go too hard on him”. Complete with “his children grew up okay so he did something right.” Also after all I invested in the story of the murder of Lumumba, Kinzer’s see no evil treatment of CIA Station Chief Devlin is laughable.
If you want a book that normalizes evil. This is it.
I read this yesterday. I’m looking for threads that would get us from Fort Detrick to Michael Paine. Obviously there are some.