Welcome, to The Human Nature Channel. I’m you’re host Alex Tamsula and what am I
doing here? Well it’s Wednesday morning once
again at my Dad’s farm garage where there is always something interesting to
show you. What do I have tonight?
I had to bring up my other tripod to get this shot, but here we
have a display of artifacts from World War 2.
There’s my Dad’s army coat. He
enlisted into the army in early 1945 and was training to be a tanker, but the
war ended before he ever saw any action.
There’s the civil defense helmet I mentioned in an earlier video. We also have examples of high caliber rounds
of ammunition. Rest assured, there’s nothing in them. They are all empty shells. I mean if these things were live, could I do this? (Cartoon explosion).
Oops.
So, I think I have everything I need. I have a box of push-pins. I have a corkboard so with my push-pins I can
post notes to self. (Unplug
phones). I have a can of Pam cooking spray. If recent news reports are true about cans of
Pam sometimes being the source of kitchen fire-ball explosions, maybe this should
go on the shelf with the rest of the ordinance. I’ll wait until it’s empty
before I put it up there.
I have my pointer with a magnet on it. I have a letter opener. A rather unconventional letter opener I will
admit. And I have a box on the floor for
my junk mail. Now let’s get started.
A bit of Las Vegas Shooting Truth Community News. On Sunday June the 23rd around 11
PM, I opened my email box and saw Mike Turber at 5 x 5 News was starting a live
stream chat. I rushed right over and let
me tell you, I was glad I did.
Mike noticed I was there and said, “Hey everybody, Alex Tamsula is
here. He has a YouTube channel that’s
really good and you should subscribe to him.” I picked up 20 subscribers that night. It was great.
Once again, thank you Mike. It
was a fun live chat. I was making comments. I was having a great back and forth with
folks. One guy I thought was kind of
trolling the place ended up subscribing to me.
What a blast. I do enjoy live
chats.
Next, a bit of tech news.
Last Thursday the power went out in my apartment for 2 ½ hours after a
rain storm. That afternoon was shot to
hell.
When the power finally came back on, it took me another hour to get
my internet back. If you have Verizon
Fiber Optic for your internet like I do and lose your connection, find the
Verizon electrical box, wherever it is located.
The unit should be under a bundle of thin plastic conduits coming out of
the ceiling.
On the box will be some sort of reset button. Mine happened to be on the underside and originally,
I thought it was just a rubber plug in a hole.
Since it was the only thing on the box I could even push, I put my finger
in it and held it up for 30 seconds. This
while standing in water because the laundry room where the box is mounted had leaked
water on the floor because of the rain.
But then I went back upstairs into my apartment, and I could see
the World Wide Web light on my modem had stopped glowing red, and soon I was
back on line. This could save you an
hour on hold if you are calling Verzion Customer service for this problem, FYI.
Anyway, let’s get started.
I have now finished reading The FIT Report. Yes, I made it all the way through the damn
thing. I took about 7 pages of notes,
fighting my way through the timeline and the autopsy and the toxicology reports.
I can state factually there were no stones in Stephen Paddock’s
gall bladder, so we can rule that out as an extenuating circumstance. But why was Paddock’s selenium content 19
times higher than normal? We may never
get an answer to that question.
(And yes, I know. What if
the body being autopsied wasn’t Paddock’s?
We’ll leave that for another time.)
I plan on rereading The Fit Report at some point, after I’ve
recovered. There’s a lot in it and there
are a couple of points I’d like to cover as fast as I can, so bear with me.
In my Las Vegas Shooting video No. 16, The Las Vegas Shooting, We
Be John Cullen, I said I had yet to hear anybody say they saw Paddock fire a
gun. Well, I stand corrected. It turns out there was somebody who saw Paddock
fire a gun and that was none other than Marilou Danley.
In her interview with LVMPD and FBI investigators, she said she
traveled with Paddock to the unofficial gun range / land fill in Mesquite and observed
Paddock firing his weapons. Unimpeachable
source, that Marilou. I’m surprised I
had never read that detail in any of the news articles.
Also, in my first Las Vegas Shooting Video No. 7, The Las Vegas
Shooting, The Squirrel Hill Synagogue Shooting, and Laura Loomer, I erroneously
stated the deadbolt to Room 32-135 was engaged.
This is an error. According to
the Lock Interrogation Report, at 2320 hours, the door to room 32-135 showed ‘open
from the inside,’ meaning it wasn’t dead bolted.
A person could’ve only gained entry to 135 with Paddock’s key card, or an
explosive charge. Take your pick.
Then
something else came as a surprise, something I haven’t heard anybody talk about
yet. Maybe it has come up in somebody’s
video, or in a live chat somewhere, but are you aware there were bullets holes
inside room 32-135?
From
pg. 92 of The FIT Report: ‘There
was a bullet hole through the east arm of the orange chair, two bullet holes
into the entertainment center cabinet along the south wall, and one bullet hole
into the south wall between the
entertainment center cabinet and the connecting door to Room 32-134.”
Now
keep in mind, this has nothing to do with SWAT Officer O'Donnell’s accidental
firing while fumbling with the selector switch on his semi-automatic
rifle. Those three shots into the wall in
room 134 are accounted for.
So, what are
we to make of a bullet hole in the orange chair, the two bullet holes into the entertainment
center cabinet, and the one bullet hole into the wall between the entertainment
cabinet and the connecting door? Was our
shooter in room 135 so crazed he was also firing inside the room? Were the shots from any of the rifles? Were they from a hand gun? The FIT report is silent on these questions.
But wait. There’s more. Pg. 93 of The FIT Report states
this:
‘The dresser
drawers were open and the decorative bottom molding was broken.’
So, what was
going in room 135 where we have bullet holes in a chair and the wall? What was happening in room 134 where we have
a dresser that looked like it was searched and a bottom part broken? Could there have been a violent struggle going
on in these rooms? I’ll throw that out there for other people to
comment on.
Maybe
I’ll do another a video coming at The FIT Report from a different angle, considering
this is the only biography of Stephen Paddock we’ll ever get. We’ll see.
Oh,
and last but not least, there’s what we have on pg. 86.
(Pics.)
‘The attached
southeast bathroom had a tub along the north wall with two glass vacuum suction
holders on top of the tub ledge.’ What
is up with that shit?
Okay enough evidence, because tonight what I really want to do is
focus on how The FIT Report is structured. I’m somebody who has tackled some pretty hard
books in my day, and I still found The FIT Report daunting. How do I begin to talk about it?
I know. I’ll start at the end.
Of all the things I read in The FIT Report, this one has to be the
weirdest detail by far. Pg. 145. Tissue/organ donation. Nevada Donor Network Protocol Followed.
What? I’m also throwing
this out there for the commentors, and please somebody correct me if I’m wrong,
but are we talking about organ procurement here? Was one or more of Stephen Paddock’s organs
donated? Is there one, or more, organ
recipients who got a second chance thanks to Stephen Paddock?
This might be neither here nor there. This might be nothing at all, but I was not prepared
for the bizarre-o notion that Stephen Paddock gave the gift of life to somebody. It almost comes across as a sick joke. Organ procurement, at a Harvest Festival no
less? I’m just going to make a face and
leave it at that. (Makes a face.) For now.
This ghoulish blip forms the backdrop to tonight’s question: Who is
The Fit Report written for? To grapple
with such a question, it might be helpful to step back and ask, ‘Well, what is …
The FIT Report, exactly?’
The FIT Report is a police report. You could say it is a collection of police
reports coalesced and summarized, and even though it goes beyond the usual
confines of your average police report, with an entire section devoted to ‘intent’,
usually a subject taken up by prosecuting attorneys, it’s still a police report.
You could jettison the entire section on intent
and still have a description of the crime, with witness statements, inventory
of evidence, toxicology reports and the what-not. Like Sgt. Joe Friday used to say on the old TV
show Dragnet, “Just the facts, ma’am.” (Pics of Joe Friday.)
Duh, da da duh.
Duh, da da duh, duhhh … Shucks I’m getting a little nostalgic for the
good old days, when we thought police detectives actually wanted to solve
crimes. So, it’s a police report. And again, I ask, who was it meant for?
To put this into some kind of context, let me tell
you the story of a single police report.
The year is 1996, a year after the O.J. Simpson trial, and political sensibilities
about violence against women were still running pretty high. Somebody I know was arrested for attempted
murder. The complaint was this. The individual’s ex-girlfriend went to the police
and made the following statement: “I was driving down the street when I saw my boyfriend
driving down the other way. When he saw
me, he pulled out a shotgun and pointed it at me.”
I not sure if the girlfriend mentioned that the
individual in question had ended their relationship a day or so earlier, but apparently
she sounded credible enough so the police had no choice but to arrest the individual,
in a rather public manner I might add, and he had to spend a night in the jug.
The next morning, so I could drive him home, I
was at this guy’s bail hearing. Not knowing
what to expect, I was surprised when this individual was released on his own
recognizance. Now, how many suspects in
an alleged attempted murder case have you ever heard getting to leave on their own
recognizance?
This is the only one I know of. I said to myself, “The judge must have read
the police report and smelled a rat.” As
the judge should have. This guy? He doesn’t even own any guns. I know this for certain because the individual
in question is my brother.
The point I’m making is this: a police report is
meant at the outset for a judge in a bail hearing. Any police report at its creation exists in an
indeterminate state. The police just take
down the witness’s statement, and whether the information in the police report is
true or not will be later sorted-out by judges and prosecuting attorneys.
Anyway, back to our story. The next judge to have access to the police report
would have been the judge presiding at the preliminary hearing. To get to the punch line, the judge heard the
testimony of the crazy ex-girlfriend and dismissed the charges ‘with prejudice’,
legal jargon for ‘This witness is completely full of shit’.
(Editor’s note:
In the formal legal world, a court case that is dismissed with prejudice
means that it is dismissed permanently. A case dismissed with prejudice is over
and done with, once and for all, and can't be brought back to court. A case
dismissed without prejudice means the opposite. It's not dismissed forever.)
So, now that’s it all said and done, and we go back
to the police report made by the crazy ex-girlfriend, and we can say the report
wasn’t worth the paper it was printed on.
But that isn’t known until it passes through
the hands of judges and prosecutors. Therefore, police reports are written for them. However, when it comes to The Las Vegas Shooting, there was never going to be
any trial since the suspect was dead. It
would not be part of any judge’s or prosecutor’s paper work. I ask again, who was The FIT Report written for?
Was it written for the families of the victims
of The Route 91 Harvest Festival Massacre?
Was it written for the survivors?
Was it written for the general public? In answer to these three questions I would have
say ‘no’.
By interested layman standards, The FIT Report
is rough going. The entire timeline of Paddock’s
travels between Sept. 19 and Oct. 1 is enough to make you dizzy, as well as the
bag by bag description of all the luggage moved. The repetition of certain events, like Jesus’s
story about going down the 100 Wing Hallway, is told 4 different times, tempting
a reader to maybe skip ahead. I think a
lot of folks reading The FIT Report would quit before finishing it.
I’m not saying the FIT Report was intentionally
written in such a way as to defeat the casual reader, but the authors of The
Report didn’t seem to care if that happened. They didn’t seem to care if the reader got as
far as Tissue/organ
donation, Nevada Donor Network Protocol Followed.
The FIT Report doesn’t put any of the details
gathered into any type of context. Not
that it should, but it doesn’t draw any conclusions like … boy, putting that
L-shaped bracket on that fire door was really a dumb thing to do. It’s a fire-door for Christ sakes. That Paddock
really increased the odds that somebody might stumble upon the ‘something fishy’
that was going on, down at the end of The 100 Wing Hallway.
So again, I ask, who was The FIT Report written
for, because I don’t think it was written for us.
Well, I believe I know who The FIT Report was
for, and to bolster my conclusion, first we’ll take a look at Eric Peters’ excellent
Las Vegas Shooting video: Las Vegas Shooting – Campos on Nightline. Security
Officer Campos entered the service elevator at 2146 hours and got off on the 30th
floor at 2147 hours. From the Nightline
broadcast, the reporter intones: “On Oct.
1 2017, Mandalay Bay Security Officer Jesus Campos is on a routine security
check, assigned to a room alarm on the 32nd floor.”
We see two
CCTV camera views of Campos getting onto the service elevator, one outside and
one inside. Eric has circled the time
when Jesus is inside the elevator. It’s
important to note that the circled time display was inserted by ABC News. There is no time stamp in the lower corner of
the image where you’d normally expect it to be.
Eric then
compares that footage with the video from body cam #351 in the Mandalay Bay
Security Room. From the bank of monitors
he gives us a close-up of the monitor on the area around the service elevator
Campos used. And we see significant differences with stacked boxes and other items
in that area, as opposed to the exact same area seen in the Nightline
footage. Here I supply a screen grab of
what Eric found. (Pics.)
Next, I’d
like to mention a video posted on a Las Vegas Shooting Video Channel called F,
and the videos is titled, ‘What Happened at 9:59?’ You’ll find links to Eric’s and F’s videos in
the notes below.
F’s video is
about The LVMPD’s changing timeline and things that were said by Lombardo initially,
like … Jesus Campos was shot in the leg at 9:59.
F reviews the
same Nightline footage as Eric, emphasizing the point that the video’s timestamp
has been grayed out and that ABC News inserted their own time code, with semicolons
instead of the usual colons.
F tells us in
the screen text that Campos is shot. 10:06! To match The FIT Report. But it was 9:59!
There we have
the answer to the question who was the FIT Report written for? It was written for Big Media.
Big stinking,
gutless, corporate broadcast media. It
was the blueprint for Big Media to follow.
We’ve seen this before with The Warren Commission Report on the JFK assassination. We’ve seen this with The 9/11 Commission Report.
Hey Big Media, follow the blueprint. When it comes to the Las Vegas Route 91 Harvest
Festival Massacre, everything you have to say about the shooting better be in
agreement with The FIT Report. You don’t
want to know what happens if you don’t.
Today in America
we find ourselves inside, surrounded, and immersed in the greatest propaganda machine
the world has ever seen. It is meant to
overwhelm us. If The Las Vegas Shooting
Truth Community wants to be more than just a debating society, we need a
collective plan that is also a call to action.
I don’t expect Jack Morphonius and Jason Goodman to get drunk in a bar together, putting their arms around each other and saying, “I love you, man.” At least not anytime soon. But they both can agree, I’m sure, that the LVMPD’s accounting of The Las Vegas Shooting is one big pile of shit.
Mike Turber,
Paladin, and Doug Poppa have all said, in so many words, that the Las Vegas
Shooting Investigation is the worst police investigation they’ve ever seen. Since a reopening of the investigation into the
shooting probably won’t happen on the state level, the only way to play this is
to find a way to put pressure on The United States House of Representatives and
its Judiciary Committee to re-open The Las Vegas Shooting Investigation.
There is precedent for this. After years of public clamor, and numerous books
by investigative journalists, and celebrity support for the suspicion that the American
public was not being told the truth about political assassinations, in 1976 The United
States House of Representatives Select Committee on Assassinations aka (HSCA)
was established to investigate the assassinations of President John F. Kennedy
and The Reverend Martin Luther King.
Now of course The HSCA l didn’t amount
to much, but my point is politicians can be frightened by a public outcry that
has facts on its side. The US House of
Representatives taking a look at The Las Vegas Shooting is within the realm of possibility,
that is if we really get down into that sort of activism. I’m willing to be an activist on reopening
the investigation of The Route 91 Harvest Massacre, and I don’t even like activists. But
the longer we wait to put some kind of plan together where we can take this
show on the road and ultimately to Washington DC, the harder it’s going to get.
Inside
America’s gigantic propaganda apparatus, where we all are, it looks to me like a
game of beat-the-clock. All tragedies fade
from public consciousness, some faster than others. As with The JFK Assassination or even 9/11,
whenever I bring up the subject of The Las Vegas Shooting, a lot of people act
like they don’t want hear it.
It’s Vegas, with
everything that implies in the popular imagination. Bugsy Siegel’s memorial outside the wedding chapel
at The Flamingo might give folks pause right there. What I say is, grabbing that popular
imagination for our cause is the key.
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