After hearing David Quigley, the man who claims to be the real JFK Jr., interviewed a couple of times, I bought his book, 'Stolen Identity' -- published just this month.
By now, you might have heard of David Quigley, the man who says that he is the real John F. Kennedy Jr. and had is identity, as well as his inheritance, stolen by imposters, namely both the man we knew as JFK Jr. and the woman who grew up as Caroline Kennedy, the real Caroline Kennedy having been killed and replaced as a child.
My first thought was to review photos of President John F. Kennedy and JFK Jr. They both had brown hair while the JFK Jr. known to us had black hair. So maybe their was something to his story.
He claims to have been in the MK Ultra program. I have read both Kathy Obrien's and Brice Taylor's accounts of their lives in MK Ultra but remember more of Brice Taylor's account since 'Thanks for the Memories' is the book I had read most recently while Kathy Obrien's book was one that I had read several years ago.
But the man who claims to be the real JFK Jr.'s story is nothing like the theirs, probably, if real, because he was in the program for entirely different reasons, to keep him down, under control, and quiet.
Brice Taylor worked for Henry Kissinger as a prostitute spy to both gather information from and plant information with the powerful men Kissinger sent her to bed. In other words, she had a real, defined purpose; he did not.
David Quigly, the name this JFK Jr. says was given to him when he was placed in the witness protection program, was switched with George, the son of Aristotle Onasis by his mistress, who was given the identity of JFK Jr. and is the man we knew as JFK Jr. right up to the day of the plane crash that took his life.
So was George magazine really named after himself as a subtle clue? It makes me wonder.
The Quigly/Kennedy story is very scattered, literally all over the place. It is also the worst hard luck story you'll ever hear. It almost makes Job's problems look small.
A Forrest Gump type character but at a diminished level, the man claiming to be the real JFK Jr. was surrounded by historical events, for example Donald Trump's helicopter crash near Atlantic City where he says Trump died to be replaced by a body double. The killing of his mother Jacqueline Kennedy Onasis. The 1975 murder of Martha Moxley, involving his cousin Michael Skakel. (He believes that Martha Moxley was his sister Caroline's name in the witness protection program and that she is the girl that was killed in Connecticut.) He was also on the plane in which both Onasis/Kennedy Jr., his wife Carolyn, as well as her sister, Lauren, died, but he survived. He also met Queen Elizabeth, whom he claims was the third Queen Elizabeth and that she gave him a ring. He also found Prince William and Prince Harry at his apartment, looking information about their mother, Diana's death and for whom he cooked hot dogs. He also rode with and became a member of Hell's Angels, owned a garage, and was a long-haul trucker.
But it was his Vietnam story that brought on the disbelief in me. It's one thing to talk about things where exposure is limited to yourself and and possibly a few other people, and something else to talk about things many have experienced for themselves, such as Vietnam.
In 1971, when I was sent over, Vietnam was an 8890 mile flight from Kennedy International Airport in New York City to Tan Son Nhut, the airbase in Saigon, and it was pretty much an all day trip. We went over on a Tiger Airlines flight from McGuire Air Force Base which is right across the road from Fort Dix. I suspect that Tiger Airlines came into being to aid in transporting hundreds of thousands of troops to and from Vietnam. It also give stewardesses, too old to continue with the major airlines, a new job opportunity. Nevertheless, we flew from McGuire to Alaska where we stopped to refuel, then on to Japan, where we refueled once again, then on to Bien Hoa, an airbase near Long Binh, the logistical center of our foray into Vietnam, where arriving personnel were processed.
And this is where Quigley blows it. He says he is a young boy, though he would have been 15 at the time, and the reason for going to Vietnam was to get him out of the country after the Moxley murder. He writes on page 99 of 'Stolen Identity', "We drove to an airfield where uniformed personnel were heaving sacks of mail into the belly of an army (sic) cargo plane. Wayne told me to climb on top of the canvas sacks, and then he settled into the cockpit. We flew for hours. Finally, we landed on a dirt runway in a dense jungle."
The story gets more ridiculous -- I won't go into details -- when Wayne, his handler tells him to go with a group of soldiers who were going to teach him everything, but eventually left him behind. After a couple of days of hiding as they told him to do when they left him, he saw Army choppers and ran out to them and was rescued and taken to an Army base where the pilot took him "to the commander's tent."
First of all, the Army does not have cargo aircraft. Planes of that kind became the domain of the Air Force when the Army Air Corps was turned into the US Air Force in 1947. Second, the only cargo plane that might be used to land on a jungle runway -- and I question the very existence of such, since that was the work of helicopters -- would be a C-130 Hercules, a large, turbo prop craft with a limited range that would be completely unsuitable for a mail flight to Vietnam, and ostensibly from Connecticut, of all places. Third, mail would not be taken to "a dirt runway in a dense jungle" by a C-130 but would be carried on a commercial flight to Tan Son Nhut, in Saigon. Finally, an Army base would not have a commander's tent. A base would have wooden hooches built on probably five foot high concrete walls at the base. Even small fire bases and landing zones had hooches. And if in an out of the way place such as Khe Sanh, it would be a timber and sand bag bunker that would be used as a command post, not a tent that offered no protection whatsoever.
Finally, the real killer is that he says this occurred directly after the Moxley murder in 1975, while any combat activity carried out by the US Army ended in 1972 with Nixon's Vietnamization of the war. Furthermore, Saigon fell on April 30, 1975 and Martha Moxley was murdered on October 30, 1975.
Maybe we should we call this part of his 'Stolen Identity' book Stolen Valor.
To me, his Vietnam escapade is unreal as well as serious stuff, and makes me wonder if his whole story is made up and is so sketchy compared to books by Kathy Obrien and Bryce Taylor because it isn't true and he's just throwing a something together for whatever reason or reasons.
