Again: the idea of it being just one crazy loser seems too small for some people to accept.

The Beatles are great fodder for conspiracy theories, and conspiracy theories are great fodder for the bar. If it happened in the Sixties, and it was a negative thing, there was probably a conspiracy behind it.  JFK, RFK, MLK: the idea of it being just one crazy loser seems too small for some people to accept. The accepted thing is that the Government is big enough to do conspiracies, especially the CIA. The Military Complex. Big Business. The Mafia are good, too. You would think the Soviet Union was big enough, but no one seems to blame them for anything, even Lee Harvey Oswald, who actually lived there.

The Beatles had Paul Is Dead, of course. Which really was kind of a conspiracy, after all: the Beatles planned it, instigated by their manager. McCartney admitted this in an interview a few years back, if you wish to look up the details. The sound engineer Alan Parsons stumbled across the "Turn me on, dead man" phrase that sounded plausibly like "Number Nine, Number Nine" when played backwards. The syllables don't seem to work right, but there were a lot of drugs in the Sixties, so it worked well enough, I guess.

Originally it was supposed to be Ringo who was the Dead Beatle, but Ringo did not want to be dead. Pete Best probably would've been game, because that would've meant he was still in the band instead of Ringo. Obviously, I digress.

At the bar some believe there was a conspiracy that killed John Lennon. Again: the idea of it being just one crazy loser seems too small for some people to accept. The Government is a primary culprit: of course they would want to kill a man of Peace and Love and End to Wars. Even if it was years after the Vietnam War: the Government is cunning that way. Or, alternately, it is a sign of of Government's inability to be efficient: I could buy into that.

So the Sixties got another Martyr, even if took until the Eighties for it to happen. I have posited that when someone is murdered, they look to those closest to them for the murderer, because that is who it usually is. But, even though they don't like her, no one wants to blame Yoko. No matter how much I try to get that idea to float. Maybe she broke up the Beatles, but she has been an acceptable Martyr's Widow: no Greek shipping magnate for her.

Obviously, the idea of Yoko being responsible is partly due to her not being Big Enough. Which to me makes the point of Soviet involvement. But again: you would think the Soviet Union was big enough, but no one seems to blame them for anything.



- james james

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