I remember her from the game show, but I was too young to follow any of her reporting.
I remember her as writing for Hearst’s NY Journal American
So after 60 years there are still classified documents unreleased because they remain sensitive. But since the majority of those ensnared in the story have passed away you have to ask yourself who remains to be protected? Or, more likely, what institutions stand to lose in any backlash from exposure. My money is on the CIA and big business interests that associate themselves with them.
“The Reporter Who Knew Too Much”
She didn’t know enough to keep her mouth shut while she developed whatever she had. Maybe the same problem Marilyn Monroe had. Kilgallien had the intelligence and a bulldog quality to frighten anyone who may have had a secret to keep. She’s buried in Gate of Heaven here in NY. I stop by and say hello once in a while. I usually end up standing there shaking my head.
In the first 10 minutes you learn that JFK felt a little threatened by her supposed “integrity and independence” and co-opted her on anything she might have found to investigate him, like the graveyard Chicago vote in 1960.Prov 30:18-19:
There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not:
19 The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid.
I remember her saying in a column at the time that she had information that would blow the case wide open. A day or two later she was dead.
No she didn’t. She was a heavy drinker on sedatives. That catches up with one
I remember those days and the mysterious circumstances when she died.
Fantastic YT, one of many on the topic that that I’ve watched
According to Schmucky Schumer, the CIA has “six ways from Sunday” to get back at people who make trouble for them.
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The government coup happened in 1963. JFK got whacked for ordering US advisors out of South Vietnam, and Oswald got whacked because he knew too much.
Dorothy got whacked for trying to do her job.
One was just a kid, though.
Obviously.
In 1974-75 I used to fish in ponds at a local lawyer’s house in Ft. Worth. Nice bass and bluegill. His name was Paul Journagen (sp?) and he was crazy, but some said it was an act. His property was on a street that was the east border of Rosedale cemetery, where Oswald was buried. If you took him a bottle of whiskey he would let you fish while he pontificated wild stories that often floated in and out of the assasination. Some said he knew too much and played crazy to stay alive. He would rant while you fished, it was quite strange. He claimed the FBI fired a machine gun into his house, and lots of crazy stuff. He would read from a journal which he said was “symbolic”, in which “Mr. Moon” and “Mr. Sun” had discussions. People said he was connected with Jack Ruby and “others” tied to assassination stories.
She died from mixing alcohol and barbiturates, probably by accident. There was nothing mysterious about it.