GARY CONDIT: A PANICKED PAY PHONE CALL FROM CAVERN COUNTRY
(AND OTHER STENCH FROM THE SKUNK WORKS)
By: Todd Brendan Fahey
It is an odd juxtaposition: just as the FBI is transferring the Chandra Levy
investigation to its "Cold Case Unit" (the one that did such a good job
solving the death of Vince Foster), with the explanation that, or so CBS's
Jon Stewart is reporting, "local police have put an inappropriate emphasis
on the role of Congressman Gary Condit, D-Calif., in the case," humble
armchair sleuths have learned that Congressman Gary Condit made a
panicked-telephone call (the "I think I might be in some trouble" call) to
stewardess-cum-galpal Anne Marie Smith, from a pay phone in front of a
McDonald's fast-food joint way out in Luray, Virginia., at the edge of the
Blue Ridge Mountains--some 80 miles from his Washington D.C. digs. Posters
at FreeRepublic.com, hearing this odd tidbit as reported on FoxNews, July
17th (with Rita Cosby continuing to perform a genuine public service in
keeping the world to-date on this story), uncovered some strange facts about
Luray, Virginia:
--that it is some 80 miles away from his Washington D.C. digs
--that it is renowned for its caverns (according to restaurant and
motel-desk area travel brochures) (a Google search for Luray, Virginia, will
produce all sorts of references to the "famous Luray Caverns")
--that it is reputed to be a haven for motorcycle gangs, of the 1%er variety...
And because the media and investigators, incredibly, have not followed
through with the basic question, that being: "Congressman, What was the
purpose of your visit to a remote part of Virginia, a long way away from
your Congressional office, and how did you get there, and why did you feel
compelled to call Anne Marie Smith from a pay phone in front of a McDonald's
restaurant, to say that you `think I might be in some trouble'; and,
specifically, what was the nature of that `trouble' that you felt you might
be in?"; ...because no one else is asking these questions, I thought I would
take the time to do so, now.
Additionally, the good Congressman from Modesto, California, has yet to make
a public statement, other than his initial half-truth, that he and intern
Chandra Levy were "good friends"; but he made a potentially huge misstep
whilst attempting to recall his own schedule during the last day of Ms.
Levy's last known day on this Earth; to wit:
--Condit was NOT with "off-air" ABC reporter Rebecca Lynch from between
6:30-7:30pm, May 1, as was previously reported to Washington D.C. police by
Condit's chief of staff Mike Lynch, who, on June 29, released a timeline of
the Congressman's activities during the days in question. The restaurant
meeting, which ostensibly served as a discussion between Condit and reporter
Cooper on various House Agriculture committee goings-on, took play on May
2--two days AFTER Levy was last seen, and a day after the last known
activity coming from her cell-phone or computer via the Internet). Here we
have one full hour unaccounted for by Gary Condit on the day that Levy might
have left this Earth and a bald-faced "error" in Condit's timeline, as
offered by his chief of staff to D.C. police. Furthermore, according to
Su-Lin Nichols, a spokesperson for ABC News, Ms. Cooper has "not been
contacted by any law enforcement authorities." (Source material condensed
from "Washington's Incurious Police")
--We do know that Mr. Condit met with Vice President Dick Cheney at 12:30pm,
May 1, in a meeting that has been put at roughly 45 minutes in duration by
White House sources; but the timeline released by chief of staff Mike Lynch
reveals that there is no evidence of the whereabouts of his boss from
between 1:15 and 3:30pm, when he was seen attending a constituents' meeting.
Recall: Ms. Levy's last known activity (or the last activity reported by her
computer log) was 1:30pm.
There is also a question as to the roughly 60 minutes that Mr. Condit is
supposed to have spent at a doctor's office later that same day (May 1),
from between 5:00 and 6:00pm. Were I Washington D.C. police and/or FBI, I
would want to know the doctor's name, address, the purpose of the
Congressman's visit, and would, of course, want to verify with said
physician and attendant nurses/receptionist that Condit was, indeed, present
at the doctor's office during this period.
In sum: Gary Condit, clearly the strongest non-suspect in this case, and who
had maintained a sexual relationship with Chandra Levy, has fully three and
one-half hours of unexplained absences in his schedule, on the day that
Chandra Levy--who was, as the media has just revealed, surfing Condit's
House Agriculture Committee Web site and also various media sites, including
Washington City Paper, Washington Post and the Drudge Report --is last
reported to have been alive.
It is curious that still available online in the Washington City Paper, is
an in-depth 1999 story of another dead intern, one Joyce Chiang. At 26,
young and sexy (FBI profilers, are you paying attention?), Ms. Chiang, who
interned for Rep. Howard Berman (D-CA), in an office then- directly adjacent
to the office of Congressman Gary Condit, was last seen at a Starbucks
coffee shop in Dupont Circle, January 9, 1999; on April 1, a paddling
canoeist found Chiang's corpse washed up against some boulders at the edge
of the Potomac, south of Belle Haven Marina in Fairfax County. There is not
much more to be said about the similarities between the two interns, other
than that Chiang had also left behind in her apartment her pager (Levy, her
cell phone); and, that the last call Chiang received on that pager was from
a pay phone at Dulles Airport. To-date, D.C. police have never identified
Chiang's last phone call.
Gary Condit is fairly infamous among his own staff, and the staffs of past
official positions he has held, for "checking out" at odd intervals, "going
incognito," as one of his staff called his behavior recently. Stewardess
Anne Marie Smith says that he wore disguises--different hats and
sunglasses--during their public outings. And, most coincidentally, Chandra
Levy's aunt, Linda Zamsky, revealed to investigators that her niece would
frequently contact her Congressional beau by means of a beeper, or pager, to
a secret number, which would alert him to the inquiry of one among his
stable of babes.
There are other troubling pustules in this case: Condit's known dalliances
with the Hell's Angels motorcycle gang, and even, according to a New York
Post article recently, his attendance at a birthday party held for a biker
convicted of the killing of a police officer.
We also have former Congressman John LeBoutillier's deeply-disturbing
anecdotal report that Mr. Condit might like to take a walk on the wild side,
as it were; and what with the attorney for Anne Lee Smith divulging recently
that Condit enjoyed sexual excitement of the sort that was "not normal for a
heterosexual man," and with growing interest in the contents of the
"forbidden closet" in the Congressman's apartment and "DNA evidence" having
reportedly been found all over Condit's carpets, I, for one, won't be
surprised when Mr. LeBoutillier's report is verified as being true, but only
as the tip of the iceberg.
That this Congressman also has a brother who is a known speed-freak, a
convicted felon, a fugitive who has not been seen since 1996, is also
worrisome, as is the fact that the Congressman also has another brother who,
while a Sergeant in the employ of the Modesto Police Department, bought a
between nine and 11 weapons illegally, from a gray-market police surplus
clearinghouse, and who, when requested to return those weapons, could only
produce four (4) of them to his superiors. That the fugitive-con,
speed-freak sibling--as is being reported today (7/20) by Geraldo Rivera,
and which will be the subject of tomorrow's Star tabloid, was found in
Tampa, Florida, after disappearing for a week at the end of April from his
job at a construction site and reappearing the first week of May, with the
use of a cane, should be of concern to FBI/D.C. police, as well.
America, we have as a member of the House of Representatives a man who sits
on the House Permanent Select Intelligence Committee-- ostensibly, a man who
provides Congressional oversight to WE THE PEOPLE over those who guard our
nation's most sensitive National Security secrets--and who is legendary
among his staff for disappearing without a trace, who wore disguises with at
least one mistress; who has at least two mistresses (some sources say there
could be 10 women cooperating with investigators); who appears to be fairly
profligate in his spending habits (the $2,500 gold bracelets to Levy and who
knows who else should raise some red flags, on a Congressman's official
$140k salary); who has refused to speak of this matter to his own
constituents and who has repeatedly stonewalled law enforcement
investigators and perhaps even (by the errors in his May 1st timeline) lied
outright of his whereabouts; who employs the very best of attorneys and
pricey spin-doctors, who are being paid for, how?, we-don't-know and who
fits every inch the profile of a spy, a la Robert Hanssen, regardless of the
outcome of the Levy case.
And now the case is being turned over to the very same FBI office that
failed to produce a credible explanation as to the death of Clinton legal
advisor Vince Foster--an FBI which has just been exposed as having "lost" up
to 140 laptop computers, three of which contained classified data, as well
as hundreds of firearms, sans explanation.
Ladies: The scum hath risen to the top. The Peter Principle is fully in
force. We have a fox guarding the hen house. And yet we take it like chumps
and suckers. It is well past time to demand accountability of Washington,
and to rise up by any means necessary--be it by passive resistance, tax
revolt or force of arms--if We The People are blown off in our request for a
return to basic Constitutional principles and reasonable representation.
I feel sick just writing these words. But it's all too clear: We've been had.
From -- http://etherzone.com/2001/fahe072701.shtml
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