Heading into the Labor Day weekend, now nine months later, the LNs still are unable to provide a single credible eyewitness to substantiate the myth that Marrion Baker and Roy Truly were together at the base of the backstairs during the immediate aftermath of the cowardly ambush upon a duly elected representative of the People.
There's a reason for that. The LNs cannot produce One Witness to substantiate that scripted myth, because they weren't together at that time sharing the same space. We know two important details that derail that scripted lie (Mr. Piper's testimony and Mr. Shelley's as well) ---->
Mr. PIPER. Mr. Truly and some fellow---I really don't know who it was; like I say, it was some fellow that was with Mr. Truly.
Mr. BALL. Some fellow; how was he dressed?
Mr. PIPER. Oh, I don't know.
Mr. Piper, as would anyone else-- would easily recall a white motorcycle helmet and the looooong black boots of s motorcycle officer IF one was indeed w/Roy Truly. Now, there's this from Mr. Shelley's own testimony (some 4-5 minutes after Marrion Baker and Roy Truly should be on their phantom exploits up on the upper floors ---->
Mr. BILL. When you came into the shipping room did you see anybody?
Mr. SHELLEY. I saw Eddie Piper.
Mr. BALL. Now, did the police come into the building?
Illr. SHELLEY. Yes, sir ; they started coming in pretty fast
Mr. BALL. Did you go with them any place?
Mr. SHELLEY. Yes; Mr. Truly left me guarding the elevator, not to let anybody up and down the elevator or stairway.
Perhaps a few LNs still clinging desperately to the exploits of the "magic" bullet may care to explain how Roy Truly can be in two places all at once? Upstairs on a phantom romp with Marrion Baker, yet still down on the first-floor to make a verbal exchange while engaging with Mr. Shelley...way too MUCH "magic" already in this sordid ordeal to Frame an innocent party.
LNs over 9 months time haven't and even now cannot provide One Witness to substantiate an otherwise scripted lie. There's a reason for that. As Mr. Murphy (Sean) would say, "They have nothing".
Nothing but a flimsy hastily contrived script mired in the stench of horse manure. The wrongly-accused did not shoot anybody. Anybody.