The Truth Of Abraham Lincoln's Assassination Finally Revealed… And It's MUCH Worse Than We Thought

Unbelievable Tales ^ | 19/6/25

[Eleutheria5]

PS: I didn’t “do” the Transcript. Take it up with whoever did.

[redfreedom]

Click bait. With today’s ability to forge just about anything this could be just a major lie. The conspirators of that day were caught and hung, it’s over. Let it rest.

I’m more concerned about today’s real live democrat/communist conspirators, which is a high stakes game being played out in front of our very eyes. I’d like to live long enough for this bunch to be tried and publicly hung. It would be interesting seeing them similar to the Lincoln conspirators. All lined up on a single gallows waiting for the hinged floor to drop from beneath them.

[Eleutheria5]

Yes, Sergeant Schultz. If you say so. No interest at all in powerful moneyed interests who were so bent on f@#$ing over the South and exploiting the cotton it produced. Who cares about that.

History? Pfthpth.

“I’m more concerned about today’s real live democrat/communist conspirators, which is a high stakes game being played out in front of our very eyes. I’d like to live long enough for this bunch to be tried and publicly hung. “

And by the time you live that long, some Sergeant Schultz of the future will be determined to know nothing and see nothing, too. It could all be made up, after all. Clickbait.

[redfreedom]

Yes Colonel Klink, SIEG HEIL! SIEG HEIL! SIEG HEIL!
HEIL HITLER!

[Deaf Smith]

JW Boothe escaped the Union Army dragnet and made his way to Texas for safety.

Granbury, Texas is where he settled and lived out his years.

[ProtectOurFreedom]

The show was “I’ve Got a Secret.” The episode featuring Samuel J. Seymour, the last living witness to President Abraham Lincoln's assassination, aired February 8, 1956.

Last Witness to President Abraham Lincoln Assassination

I was born 4-1/2 years before the show aired. It’s cool to think I could have watched that show and I was alive when a witness to the assassination was still alive.

[sphinx]

Travelling now. I’ll see if I can locate it when I get home.

[cgbg]

“I’m more concerned about today’s”

I have heard that even some apes can walk and chew gum at the same time....but that could be just a rumor and not relevant to this thread.

Lol.

[Bigg Red]

Fascinating. Thanks.

[daniel1212]

But at least transcripts were provided. And if you want to spend the time if the content is worthy such as this, then by toggling off timestamps, and asking perplexity.ai "Can you format a "wall of text" transcript, adding punctuation, paragraphs?" (add format as html for FR, or use https://text-html.com/), and copying (mouse click cursor at start of text, scroll to end, hold Shift key and left  click there and right click on copy) about half the transcript (due to limits) and provide that to AI to format, I did both sections. There is a YouTube AI Transcriber  extension to do this but it did not work for me.

For Lincoln, finally this punishing war has come to an end, and he's able to feel a sense that the country is going to go forward. "I've done my part as a leader," he might have thought. And he only has five days to appreciate that before he's killed. April 1865 marked the end of a war and the beginning of a mystery.

A president was killed. A killer fled. A nation grieved. And then the story was sealed for over 150 years. We were told it was all Booth—one man, one gun, one night. But what if the truth is far more terrifying? This reveal exposes the suppressed files, silenced witnesses, and concealed power plays that suggest Lincoln's death wasn't a random act, but something far more orchestrated.

His coffin was carried by a new railroad car that had just been built for his use and was called the United States. Get ready to question everything you thought you knew, because the truth about Abraham Lincoln's assassination has finally been revealed—and it's much worse than we thought.

A nation shattered. By the spring of 1865, the United States was on the cusp of a fragile new beginning after four brutal years of civil war. Richmond, the Confederate capital, had finally fallen in early April. The Union forces were triumphant, but the cost had been staggering: more than 600,000 Americans lay dead, cities lay in ruins, and families torn apart by ideology and bloodshed struggled to comprehend a future they no longer recognized.

President Abraham Lincoln, weary but resolute, understood the monumental task ahead. In his second inaugural address just days earlier, he had spoken not of vengeance but of healing: "With malice toward none, with charity for all." His vision was clear: to reunite a deeply fractured nation through mercy, understanding, and a commitment to rebuild.

The atmosphere in Washington, D.C., was cautiously optimistic. The war's end promised peace but also uncertainty. Former Confederates awaited their fate, freed slaves looked for justice, and the whole country grappled with how to restore trust in a union nearly torn apart.

On the evening of April 14th, 1865, Lincoln and his wife, Mary Todd, attended a performance of the comedy "Our American Cousin" at Ford's Theater. The choice was deliberate—a brief respite, a moment of normalcy and laughter amid chaos. Yet no one could have foreseen the tragic final act about to unfold.

John Wilkes Booth, a once celebrated actor turned radical, slipped silently through the theater's corridors, driven by a volatile mix of fervent Confederate loyalty, personal ambition, and a bitter hatred for Lincoln's policies. Booth had plotted this moment meticulously.

At exactly 10:15 p.m., Booth crept into the presidential box, drew his single-shot Deringer pistol, and fired directly into the back of Lincoln's head. The shot was muffled but deadly. Pandemonium erupted. Booth shouted, "Sic semper tyrannis!"—the Virginia state motto, meaning "Thus always to tyrants"—and leapt from the box onto the stage below.

He escaped through the back, disappearing into the dark streets of Washington. Lincoln was carried across the street to the Peterson House, where he lingered in unconscious agony through the night. At 7:22 a.m. on April 15th, the nation's first president to be assassinated breathed his last breath.

Shock turned swiftly to horror and disbelief. How could this happen to a country so fragile, so desperate for peace? The tragedy struck not just at the man but at the very heart of the nation's fragile hope.

What followed was swift and brutal. Martial law was declared, civil liberties were suspended, and the machinery of justice moved quickly but often in a blind and unfair manner. Military tribunals were convened instead of civilian courts. Dozens of suspected conspirators were arrested—some on flimsy evidence, others on suspicion alone. Trials were secretive, verdicts harsh. The government sought a tidy explanation: a lone madman consumed by Confederate zealotry, acting out of desperation.

The country demanded closure, a simple narrative that could bring some semblance of order to chaos. For over a century and a half, this story held firm. But as with all great historical events, the truth is rarely so straightforward. Beneath the surface, shadows lurked—secrets buried deep in the tumult of those dark days, waiting to be uncovered.

The Actor and the Network

Born into a prominent theatrical family, Booth had grown up in privilege and fame, but also within a swirling world of political intrigue. A fervent Southern sympathizer, his bitterness toward Lincoln was no secret. His diaries and letters reveal a man obsessed with the betrayal he saw in the Union's victory and a desire to restore what he considered the true American order.

Booth was wealthy, well-connected, and deeply entwined in a web of Confederate sympathizers and underground operatives.

In the weeks leading up to the assassination, Booth had been vocal in his plans—not only to kill Lincoln, but initially to kidnap him, intending to exchange the president for Confederate prisoners. His movements were calculated, and his identity was often concealed behind aliases and forged documents.

His belongings, seized after his death, contained coded messages and ciphered correspondence—symbols that remain partially undeciphered to this day.\

[GingisK]

Ask ChatGPT to reformat it to your specification, then copy/paste the transcript when prompted. You’ll be pleased with the results.

[arthurus]

Booth and Oswald. DJT, watch your back.

[Eleutheria5]

I based my calling you “Sergeant Schultz” on your studious unwillingness to examine historical documents and facts. “I know nothing! I see nothing!” You are calling me Colonel Klink, because you think I’m a Nazi? And a comic buffoon of a Nazi at that? So on what basis do you call me “Colonel Klink”? Do I keep prisoners who play me for a fool?

[Eleutheria5]

I saw the same youtube of What’s My Line.

[Eleutheria5]

This video says that they dug up the alleged remains of John Wilkes, and there were profound questions about the provity of the corpse.

[BrexitBen]

As soon as I saw the face of Doris Kearns Goodwin, I knew it was bogus.

Goodwin loves LBJ, Obama, and Lincoln.

She’s a certified historical revisionist.

[telescope115]

I’ve seen that video, and I’m old enough to remember that game show, but not old enough to have seen THAT episode of it. The guy was 100, or 101, I think.

[atc23]

A great story is the sad and tragic life of Sergeant Boston Corbett after he killed JWB at the Garrett Farm in Virginia.

Recommended reading

[Ancesthntr]

Great, it’s finally coming out that Bush 41’s great great grandfather was involved in the plot, working for a precursor of the CIA, and that there were multiple shooters at various places in Ford’s Theater.