THE WRITINGS OF DEAN T. HARTWELL
My writing often begins with the feeling that something does not look right or sound right.
Like a woman fainting immediately upon making eye contact with me.
Like a picture in which a man missing a hand appears to prop up the head of a dying man.
Like planes flying in the sky long after they are reported to have "crashed."
When I feel this way, I research, I hypothesize, I cross-examine. Occasionally, I conclude. Even more rarely, I publish.
I worked for thirty years in local government and have degrees in political science, public administration and law.
I have written a number of books about 9/11, including “Planes without Passengers: the Faked Hijackings of 9/11.” The third edition is available here - Planes without Passengers.
I post my thoughts about Robert F. Kennedy as the official account of what happened to him has never made sense to me. You may read more of what I have to say on this topic here on a special page and in my new essay, "Shooting at the Ambassador Hotel."
When we put forth our thoughts about anything, we run the risk of being proven wrong.
But without risk, there is no reward.
So, I take that risk.
The only reward I want is the truth. If you have any facts that help to prove or disprove what I am saying, please message me.
Like a woman fainting immediately upon making eye contact with me.
Like a picture in which a man missing a hand appears to prop up the head of a dying man.
Like planes flying in the sky long after they are reported to have "crashed."
When I feel this way, I research, I hypothesize, I cross-examine. Occasionally, I conclude. Even more rarely, I publish.
I worked for thirty years in local government and have degrees in political science, public administration and law.
I have written a number of books about 9/11, including “Planes without Passengers: the Faked Hijackings of 9/11.” The third edition is available here - Planes without Passengers.
I post my thoughts about Robert F. Kennedy as the official account of what happened to him has never made sense to me. You may read more of what I have to say on this topic here on a special page and in my new essay, "Shooting at the Ambassador Hotel."
When we put forth our thoughts about anything, we run the risk of being proven wrong.
But without risk, there is no reward.
So, I take that risk.
The only reward I want is the truth. If you have any facts that help to prove or disprove what I am saying, please message me.