Rappoport - Oklahoma City bombing : the supressed truth

Jon Rappoport The Book Tree

Escondido, California

First printing 1995 Second printing 1997

Copyright 1995 by Jon Rappoport

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ISBN 1-885395-22-1

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Trials are strange creatures. You think that justice will appear, finally, like a sword in the fire. You think a clarity will fill the sky. But who is presenting the real evidence?

Know that you are looking at a cover-up that began on the morning of April 19th, just after the Federal Building bombing, and continues to this day.

Know that. Dont let them frog-march you into Oblivion.

If for any reason McVeigh does not come to trial, if he does not survive, realize that one more murder has taken place in Oklahoma.

Citizens believe that political truth is something you speak. Governments command that truth is something you bury with lies.

Shortly after nine o' clock on the morning of April 19th, 1995, an explosion hit the Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City.

In the wake of great human devastation, that same day, FBI agents found a VIN (vehicle ID number) in the rubble. They determined they were looking for a 1993 Ford truck owned by Ryder. Ryder in Miami said the truck was at a rental company, Elliots Body Shop, in Junction City, Kansas.

Still on April 19th, the rental agent at Elliot's told the FBI that two people had rented that truck on April 17, The man who signed for the truck was Bob Kling. The name turned out to be a fake.

On April 20th, FBI agents went back to Elliots. Two artist's sketches of the men who rented the Ryder truck were made.

Three witnesses who had been at the Federal Building in OK City, just before the bomb went off, made a positive ID on one of the drawings, called Unsub #1.

The FBI took copies of the artists sketches and interviewed people in Junction City. Several employees of the Dreamland Motel recognized Unsub #1, They looked in their registry and found the name Tim McVeigh. McVeigh had stayed at Dreamland from the 14th of April through the 18th. McVeigh had signed in with a Michigan address. North Van Dyke Road, Decker, Michigan.

The Michigan DMV located a license for Timothy

J. McVeigh. Address, 3616 North Van Dyke Road, Decker. That address turned out to be a farm. The FBI discovered two names vis-a-vis the farm: Terry Nichols and James Nichols.

A relative of James Nichols said McVeigh was a friend of James, and James had worked at the farm on North Van Dyke. The relative also mentioned hearing that James Nichols had a sizeable amount of fertilizer and fuel oil, and had constructed bombs with them in the past.

On April 21, a man who used to work with McVeigh called the FBI. He had just seen the artists Unsub #1 sketch on TV. He said McVeigh was a right-winger, had been in the Army, and had at one point gone to Waco to look at the ruins of the Branch Davidian compound. McVeigh, he said, was very upset about what had happened there, what the federal agents had done.

This man gave the FBI an address. 1711 Stockton Hill Road, Kingman, Arizona.

The same day, April 21, the FBI learned McVeigh had already been arrested in Perry, Oklahoma, for no license plate and for carrying a concealed weapon. That arrest occurred only an hour and a half after the blast at the Federal Building in Oklahoma City. During booking, McVeigh had written down James Nichols as a reference.

Federal agents picked up McVeigh and charged him with blowing up the Federal Building.

Charles Hangar, the Oklahoma State Trooper who originally stopped McVeigh for driving with no plate, states that McVeigh told him he had a weapon-after Hangar noticed a bulge under the jacket on the left side and ordered McVeigh to pull back the jacket. The weapon was a loaded 45-caliber Glock, model 21, SER-VW769.

All of the above information is derived from the FBI McVeigh-arrest warrant, issued on April 21, 1995, and Oklahoma State Trooper Hangars affidavit.

What lies beyond these official documents is something else again.

We sit down across from each other in a booth, in a coffee shop in North Hollywood.

He says, "Therell be media people who agree with you. But you probably wont hear about them. They'll be isolated."

"Meaning who?"

"A few reporters in Oklahoma City."

'Theyre mad?"

"Very. A TV guy whos put in twelve years. Hes tired of looking at junk float across his desk. Hes blowing his stack. He wants some answers."

"I havent heard about any of this."

"That's what I mean. They keep it local. The network in New York kills it. Lets it fester in Oklahoma City."

"But this guy definitely doesn't believe the government scenario."

"Definitely not. He thinks the federal government...some part of it, knew the bombing was coming two months before it happened."

"Sounds like that New York Times article a couple of years ago. What was his name?

"The undercover FBI guy? Salem. Emad Salem."

"He taped conversations with other agents. Showed the FBI knew the Trade Center was going to be blown up."

"Not only that. He said he was going to put some kind of phony powder into the bomb, to make it inert, but his supervisor told him not to."

And what happened to that story? Vanished into thin air."

We talked a little while longer, he got up, bought himself a lottery ticket and walked out the door.

Just another conversation between two reporters...

No names at first. Nobody wants to give me his name. Off the record only. But I don't care. Im already into strange territory, so I'll talk to anyone, even if hes a ghost.

The April 19th bombing of the Federal Building in Oklahoma City is given one media-twist: It was the work of amateurs.

The portrait is sketched in of two or three wackos who were super-patriots, obsessed with Waco and in need of causing violence...weird rednecks who were connected to larger militias run by other rednecks.

These wackos did a crazy thing. They rented a 24-foot Ryder truck that anybody could trace...because they were stupid, and they bought 4800 pounds of fertilizer, which anybody could trace...because they were stupid rednecks, and they drove the truck up to the Fed Bldg, and set off a bomb.

End of scenario.

Now think this through with me. Follow this. These stupid ex-soldiers blew up the building, and then McVeigh drove off in a car without a license plate, and he was stopped by a cop an hour and a half later. The cop said, "Hmm, this guy's driving without a plate, I think Ill cite him." The cop does. Only as hes about to let McVeigh go, he notices a distinct bulge under McVeighs windbreaker. He says: "What's that?"

McVeigh says, "Officer, I have a weapon under here."

Gingerly, McVeigh, whos just killed over a hundred federal employees, and knows that this arrest could end his life outside jail or outside the electric chair, gingerly McVeigh opens his jacket and reveals a 9mm Glock pistol. Also a five-inch knife hanging from his belt.

"Hmm," the officer says. He puts his service revolver to McVeighs head and takes him to jail in nearby Perry. On ice for three days, McVeigh is then picked up by the feds and guided right into custody as the bomber. Good work, men.