The Day Clayton Delaney Died

Charlie Kirk was shot from the back

Rev Wilbur Witt

. When I first saw the video, I immediately knew the throat wound was an exit wound. It works like this. Go to YouTube and watch cops shooting people. You won’t have a problem. There’s lots. Now I want you to notice the conditions of the suspect when shot. Now please understand it’s hard to see where the bullet hits because the recipient is usually black, but work with me here. One guy got shot over sixty times! It is virtually impossible to see an entry wound. That why cops keep shooting. In all the excitement it hard to tell if or what you hit. Sometimes bullets hurt, sometimes they don’t. If you’re full of fentanyl they don’t hurt at all.  I came across one video that pointed out something very interesting. The man freeze framed the scene of Charlie being shot. He zeroed in on the right side of Charlie’s neck. Like I said, it’s hard to see, but it’s there. A sudden little “zit” pops up that almost appears to be a defect in the video. Well, it’s not! It’s an entry wound. A slight puffing with a tiny indent right in the middle. Another video demonstrating the same mechanics. Different gun, same lines. 

Now let’s move on. From here we address the throat wound. A sudden round hole appears just left of Charlie’s Adam’s Apple. You’ve seen it. It’s very evident. The projectile has traversed from the right side of the neck, across veins, arteries, esophagus, bronchial destroying practically every part of the necessary items in which to survive. In that journey it cut the jugular. It exited the throat and in a very short time, the space of a heartbeat, that horrendous gush of blood followed. At the second gush Charlie was unconscious. By the time he fell back, he was dead.

Now, work with me here. If you draw a line between the wound on the right and the wound on the left, and continue that line from Charlie’s right to the persons standing to his right, whomever that line intersects is your shooter. Bullets travel in basically straight lines especially at such a short distance. Also this person had to have a clear shot. One precise instant where there was a clear path to the target. I don’t want to be the first to tell you but these guys that do things like this are incredibly good. That’s why cops are so careful at traffic stops. You’ve seen it. Sudden motion, cop received two fatal hits and falls, his backup emptying two service weapons into the car, and no, you will not see an entry wound. And, of course the cops are screaming at the corpse to show them its hands. I always get a kick out of that, but then, that’s just me.

Now, let’s talk about bullets. I just love experts. Don’t you? Building all them castles in the air, them forty-seven shooters all over Dealy Plaza. And that grassy knoll thing. Draw a straight line there and you will see the only way that shot would have missed Jackie was if she was hiding in the floorboard. But let’s continue. I love chocolate covered strawberries too. Don’t you just love chocolate covered strawberries? Now, let’s all pull our heads out of Mr Ass and talk bullets. Why,  that front wound just had to be a 30.06! The preferred bullet of deer hunters the world over. Didn’t you see the hole? Well, what I saw an exit wound that could have come from a .22 Hornet. That’s what I saw. The preferred caliber of cartels, homeboys, and pissed off lovers. That’s what I saw! And Doctors. Don’t you just love ‘em. Charlie’s faith was so strong that his neck bone stopped a 30.06 and saved all them people behind him. And didn’t even mess up his hair. Praise de Lawd! Butter my butt and call me a biscuit! If Charlie Kirk had been hit in the throat with a shot from a 30.06 deer rifle, his brains would have flown straight up in the air. Kennedy’s did! God parted the Red Sea, not Charlie’s hair!

So who set this up? Not that queer on the roof. It had something to do with Charlie’s social impact. Someone, or some organization that felt threatened by that influence. Wanna know who I think it was? The Jehovahs Witnesses. He’s been stealing their crowds for years. You check pictures of the audience that day and count old ladies! But you will never find the shooter. He was in Arizona before Charlie’s body left the hospital.