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Vanopolis is a collection of sentences that claims to reveal the truth, particularly about the JFK assassination. The author recalls being intrigued by the assassination and later researched it extensively. They believe that the official history of America is flawed and that there was a grand conspiracy behind JFK's murder. The author suggests that this conspiracy extends to other significant events in American history, such as Vietnam and 9/11. They argue that JFK was the last truly elected president and that he defied corrupt forces. The author's theories and articles on the Kennedy murders have led them to believe that America's innocence was lost with JFK's death. Vanopolis and the revolting truth. Vanopolis revolting truth is much like every other propagandist, agenda-driven, collection of sentences claiming to be correct along the information super waterway, with one difference. It's imperative that the public understands where we're coming from, not so much how we operate, but what our content is based on. It is said that thinkers covet an initial moment of significance, from which they build their future standards, and it is on that rock that they will die, ours is the JFK's murder. When I was younger, attempting to make sense of the world and where things got so fucked up, I hearkened back to the JFK assassination. Kennedy's brutal demise had never struck me in any particular way, other than the novelty of watching someone getting blown away in real life on TV in history class. I recall the president's head exploding as a blurry, difficult montage, not because of the recording quality, but because I was squinting and peeking through my fingers. I've always maintained a rather low threshold when it came to cinematic violence, real or otherwise. As I aged, I put more stock in many of the significant mysteries throughout American history and this naturally drove me to extensively research the JFK killing as well as the subsequent hit that rubbed out his brother Bobby. As I addressed the decline of American, a country with laden with incredible, otherworldly founders and storied beginnings, I surmised that such a defective present day couldn't have been manufactured from our official history. The kind of festering swamp that proliferates such injustice and corruption couldn't have been derived from what they've been shoveling us. When did it all go so sideways? We traced things back to the 60s, the assassination, and what led up to it, although I wouldn't be surprised to learn this kind of treachery has been fomenting for years prior. If you look at the genuine evidence behind the JFK assassination, the orchestration of a diabolical coup with a vast number of self-serving participants becomes evident. Then you'll realize that the laundry list of perpetrators needs to be measured on a grand scale when you account for the cover up. Upon discovering the price of control and power in America, despicable tragedies like Vietnam, the Middle East slaughter, 9 forward slash 11, our official list of enemies, and on and on, take on new meaning and none of it is good. The day our world stopped turning. Throughout the last couple of decades I've researched the Kennedy murders, as well as having published several articles depicting their significance. Early on, the sickening reality of what took place was evident, but why haven't more people spoken up about this ghastly crime? Is this theory just further evidence of my extraordinary intellect or otherworldly powers of deduction? One such article in a series of mine named The Kennedy Files, states. The 22nd of November, 1963, was that dark day in Dallas when America's shroud of innocence had been infinitely stripped and violently disfigured, never to return. It is likely that this disturbing event was a cold, rigid shank into the gut of those who had just unwittingly served Eastern Europe up to the Jewish Bolsheviks and their feckless brood of vipers. Was the United States of America, a nation that the greatest generation had fervently volunteered to fight for and die for in order to preserve? The sudden and grotesque demise of John Fitzgerald Kennedy was not an assassination in the sense of the word, but it was an assassination of our innocence. It was the first unfiltered glimpse of a half-digested republic, reverberating on the vapor-scarred plains in hell, obliterating naive delusions of an elegant and gilded age. The world as we knew it, or believed it to be, ended after the horrifying murder of our 35th president, John F. Kennedy. It's long been my contention that Kennedy was our last duly elected president and besides the anomaly of 2016, when Donald Trump ascended to the Oval Office, the candidacy of our elected officials has been predetermined. It has always been my contention that for whatever reason, once in office, Kennedy either had a welcome-to-Jesus moment or just a change of heart. Either way, this came as a big fuck-you to the unsavory characters that were essential in propelling him into office. JFK evaded capture from the vast tentacles of corruption and served as a martyr for freedom as he escaped servitude to an elite, reprobate subculture and a crime-ridden family line. This bold statement would further explain Kennedy's vastly diverse and often conflicting array of enemies. Thank you for using Panapreta Basic.