Greetings, loyal minions. Your Maximum Leader wonders if you all happened to catch the following article on the news wire: Los Alamos Lab Whistleblower Beaten Up.
Now allow your Maximum Leader to go on the record as saying that he feels for Mr. Hook. No one deserves to be beaten. Your Maximum Leader hopes that the perps are found, tried, found guilty, and punished to the full extent of the law.
But allow your Maximum Leader to revisit a few items from the article and perhaps you’ll see why his “suspicion” heckles have been raised.
Allow your Maximum Leader to create a narrative… Mr. Hook was in bed, alone, on a Saturday night at 10pm. Mrs. Hook was out of town visiting their sons. He received a phone call asking him to meet “someone” at a strip club 45 minutes away from his house.
Naturally, the wife being away and all, it was a perfectly natural thing for Mr. Hook to do. So he got out of bed. Prsumably got dressed. Then hopped in his car and drove 45 minutes to a strip club.
He waited in the strip club for “someone” to arrive. After some interval Mr. Hook decided that “someone” wasn’t going to show up so he went to go home. It was then that he was beaten in the parking lot. The assailants told him that “if he knew what was good for him he’d keep his mouth shut.” None of his personal effects were stolen.
Now, admittedly the whole “none of his personal effects were stolen” during his assult is troubling. But how about this senario…
Mr. Hook, unencumbered for the weekend, decided to seek some adult entertainment in a neighboring city. Why go to another city? Well perhaps a fear of running into someone who would recognize you… So he spends the night tipping gyrating strippers and stumbles out to his car. At which point a group of roving miscreants decide to just pull over and beat him up. Perhaps they flee as someone else is coming out of the strip club. Now Mr. Hook has to come up with a story…
Your Maximum Leader knows that the police must have verified many elements of the story… But really now? You would get out of bed and drive nearly an hour to a strip club at the request of a mysterious stranger? And this happened when your wife was out of town?
Okay… Perhaps it is plausible.
Carry on.