On the Assassination of JFK
On the Assassination of JFK By Cameron Byerly July 4, 2016 I guarded lives for several years. More accurately, I was a lifeguard. I managed chlorine levels and provided an atmosphere of safety. The hours often burned, so it was pleasant to cool off in the water during shifts. And no matter how many years I’d do this, or how refreshing the result, I would think the same words every time the water rose over my chest. ‘Why would I do this to myself?’ The question has become a familiar... maybe personal ' δαίμων' would be a fair description for Johnnies (with apologies to Freshman, The Apology is a few months away) . Self-inflicted discomfort always brings it about. In the case of jumping in a pool, the question of ‘why’ has an easy answer, but in all other moments of pure reaction, when all thought is the doctor’s needle in the arm, this familiar little spirit is a knee-jerk reply to life’s many mallets. So when watching the footage of John F. Kennedy’s ...