First off---has anyone else noticed that Richard Dwyer is said to be from Michigan City, Indiana? That may be only a coincidence, but it might also represent an operation which was spearheaded from within a particular lineage with Indiana roots, since in order to guarantee compliance with the highest-level dark contracts, it helps if you have ancestors who'd been engaged in these sorts of activities for generations. We all may play ball in San Francisco, and take our orders from the satanists of London's oligarchy, but when we want home-cooked human sacrifice we go straight to grandma's altar in Kokomo. There's something spooky about Indiana anyway---beyond the Jew counter-cult activist who gave Jim his first starter-Temple, and the Lilly pharmaceutical fortune, which would be even vaster if Larry Layton's daddy had been successful in his attempts at weaponizing L.S.D. Alas, it didn't work---for his purpose, at least.
The parameters of this operation are becoming quite clear to me now. Check out Dwyers' thought process:
"I hit the deck, and that must have been when they shot me. I don't remember feeling it hit. I lay on my back and played dead.Dwyer was in fact, pre-worrying, since the bladder of stage blood he was carrying was meant to make an impression further down the road. Likewise, when Dwyer says:
"I remember worrying that because I was wearing dark blue slacks the blood wasn't going to show up well enough. I was debating whether to smear some around on my shirt to make it look better.
"I was waiting there for the second shot and thinking about things my wife had told me to do that I hadn't got done. Then I heard a shotgun blast close up. There were two blasts. I flinched with each shot and wondered when he was going to get me.the logistical outline is clear to me, if not to John Judge. The gunmen didn't approach Rep. Ryan and certain NBC crewmembers in order to target them assassination-style. Since it indeed seems necessary that five people be killed at the Port Kaituma airstrip in order to pull this stunt off, value is created at the point where the public is told who the five were. The two with the most seniority--Leo Ryan and Don Harris, had unwitting stand-in's killed as sacrificial surrogates, and their faces were blown off to elude identification by lower-level baggage handlers---and not because of any animus!
"There was silence. Then I heard the tractor start up and it left...
I like this plan very much, since it is very costly business to render established employees into new identities, (just ask the planners of September 11th!) so it seems prudent to slice the news pack sort of down the middle. This would leave the two dead newsmen out-of-luck, their widows, and any orphans low-cost pawns, which seems about right given their resumes, although you might have to pay a slightly higher wage to Krause, Javers and Reiterman as a "close call" bonus.
"The pilot was still in his seat. I walked over to talk with him and walked right into the propeller. It sliced the sleeve off my shirt. It was one of the dumbest things I've ever done in my life."Yeah Dick, that was pretty dumb, but saying that after the gunfire stopped "There was silence. Then I heard the tractor start up and it left," when you're in proximity to an idling propeller plane is right up there too.
What's up with the two women independently getting shot inside two separate planes? Since you
"removed the body of the fifth victim, a woman member of the Peoples Temple, from the Otter, where it was still belted into a seat."was it some sort of subaltern spell, like pussy-on-the-side, which went along with the primary plot? And why'd you send away the Piper Cub with only the pilots and one wounded female aboard, when you had poor Jackie Speiers practically bleeding to death at your feet?
I'll leave it to your C.I.A. bros to analyze the behavior of your going back to the embassy to burn your clothes before heading to the hospital the next morning to have that small-caliber bullet pressing against your spine looked at. But you're one tough hombre Mr. Richard Dwyer. If only America had more of your ilk.
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GEORGETOWN, Guyana (AP)--The U.S. Embassy's deputy chief of mission, a bullet still lodged against his pelvis as a result of the airstrip massacre near Jonestown, Friday described how he played dead and managed to survive.
"It hurts more now than it did when I was shot," Richard A. Dwyer said, sitting down gingerly in an office chair, as he told his story for the first time.
The 45-year-old Dwyer, deputy chief of mission at the embassy, escorted a party headed by Rep. Leo J. Ryan (D-Calif.) to the Jonestown camp and was leading it out on Nov. 18 when the group was attacked at an airstrip by members of Jonestown's Peoples Temple sect.
A small-caliber bullet struck Dwyer near the base of his spine, lodging against his pelvis, and doctors have decided to leave it there.
A short time after the attack more than 900 cultists died in a frenzy of suicide and murder at the camp.
The Ryan party had gone to Jonestown to investigate reports of abuse of sect members. On the way out they were escorting several residents who wanted to leave the settlement.
Some of the party were already aboard the two plane that were to take them back to Georgetown when "all of a sudden somebody started shooting at us," recounted Dwyer, of Michigan City, Ind.
"The congressman ran by me and we both ran around the nosewheel of the DeHavilland Otter, the larger plane. The gunfire came at first from a camp trailer that had driven up alongside the runway.
"Ryan was hit, but I saw him take shelter behind the nosewheel. I was headed for the bush across the runway when I saw them firing at us from the truck parked on the other side and I knew I wouldn't make it.
"I hit the deck, and that must have been when they shot me. I don't remember feeling it hit. I lay on my back and played dead.
"I remember worrying that because I was wearing dark blue slacks the blood wasn't going to show up well enough. I was debating whether to smear some around on my shirt to make it look better.
"I was waiting there for the second shot and thinking about things my wife had told me to do that I hadn't got done. Then I heard a shotgun blast close up. There were two blasts. I flinched with each shot and wondered when he was going to get me.
"There was silence. Then I heard the tractor start up and it left...
"I looked at the congressman. He was clearly dead. Part of his head was blown away. The same was true for (NBC correspondent) Don Harris.
Dwyer said he checked two other journalists and found they were dead, then removed the body of the fifth victim, a woman member of the Peoples Temple, from the Otter, where it was still belted into a seat.
Able-bodied survivors carried the wounded into the bush in case of another attack. Dwyer said he knew they must get the twin-engine Otter into the air before dark.
"The pilot was still in his seat. I walked over to talk with him and walked right into the propeller. It sliced the sleeve off my shirt. It was one of the dumbest things I've ever done in my life.
The Otter was damaged, apparently in the attack, and could not take off. Dwyer had the pilot send an emergency radio message, and later the smaller Cessna took off carrying both pilots and one of the injured.
Dwyer, meanwhile, spotted a Guyanese defense force lieutenant and three soldiers with automatic weapons near the end of the runway, close to a damaged plane they had been sent to repair.
"I asked them the obvious question---'Where the hell were you?' Dwyer recalled. "The lieutenant said he couldn't tell what was happening . He said it looked like Americans shooting at Americans and it happened too quickly for him to do anything."
After dark, Dwyer had the badly wounded placed in the soldiers' tent and shepherded the others to a nearby tavern. The diplomat and Bo Flick of NBC then stood watch over the wounded all night, "holding their heads so they wouldn't choke on their own vomit or blood."
Guyanese troops arrived Sunday morning and secured the airstrip. The survivors were ferried out by plane, Dwyer finally leaving Sunday afternoon.
"I went home and burned my clothes. They were pretty much a mess. The embassy nurse came over and gave me a tetanus shot. I talked with the ambassador and went to bed. The next day [Mon. Nov. 20] I went over to the hospital and checked in." He was released last Saturday. [Nov. 25]
Survivors of the airstrip attack were full of praise for Dwyer's performance. "He was fantastic, a very brave man," said one. "I didn't even know he was wounded until somebody told me later."
Dwyer says he was just doing his job.
Dwyer had met Peoples Temple leader Jim Jones, who ordered the mass suicide-murder, only once before the fatal Saturday.
"He seemed completely rational, though he told me that at times he felt like he was getting paranoid. I told him it was a good sign that he recognized that."
That meeting was in May. At their final encounter Nov. 18, Jones "was noticeably different. He walked halting, with assistance. He seemed to ramble and didn't speak as logically as he had before." A physician who treated Jones and other sources have said he was seriously ill.
Was there some chain that bound the Peoples Temple together so tightly its members could poison themselves?
"Yes. It was all Jim Jones." Dwyer said. "These people are not your average Americans. The whole thing wasn't normal, to go up into the jungles of Guyana in the first place wasn't normal...
"But I do want to say there were a lot of people who wanted to be up there. A lot felt they were doing something and belonged to something, many perhaps for the first time."
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