This is the confession they buried, the tape that changes everything, the words of a dying spy who decided truth mattered more than secrets. Let’s start with who E. Howard Hunt was, because understanding Hunt is understanding half a century of America’s darkest operations. Everette Howard Hunt Jr.

, born October 9th, 1918, in Hamburg, New York. Attended Brown University, joined the US Navy during World War II. And in 1949, he joined the CIA. For the next 21 years, Hunt would become one of the agency’s most legendary operatives. Hunt was a covert action specialist, political warfare, regime change, propaganda, assassination.

Hunt did it all. In 1954, he was a key figure in the CIA’s coup that overthrew Guatemala’s democratically elected president, Jacobo Arbenz. In 1961, Hunt helped plan the Bay of Pigs Invasion, the failed CIA operation to overthrow Fidel Castro. But Hunt wasn’t just an operative. He was connected, deeply connected.

He knew everyone, CIA directors, mafia bosses, Cuban exiles, anti-Castro militants. Hunt moved in circles where violence was policy and assassination was statecraft. After leaving the CIA in 1970, Hunt joined Richard Nixon’s White House as a consultant. He became one of the Plumbers, a secret unit tasked with stopping leaks and conducting political sabotage.

Hunt specialized in dirty tricks. He forged documents. He planned break-ins. He even considered using LSD-laced steering wheels to cause fatal car accidents. And on June 17th, 1972, Hunt helped orchestrate the break-in at the Watergate Hotel. Five burglars caught in the act. The scandal that destroyed Nixon’s presidency.

Hunt was arrested, convicted, sentenced to 33 months in prison for burglary, conspiracy, and wiretapping. He served his time, and for the rest of his life, he maintained that Watergate was his greatest failure. But that wasn’t true. Watergate wasn’t his greatest secret. It was just the one he got caught doing. Because according to his son, Saint John Hunt, E.

Howard Hunt had been involved in something far bigger, far darker, something he’d lied about for 40 years. The assassination of President John F. Kennedy. For decades, conspiracy researchers had suspected Hunt’s involvement. In the 1970s, a freelance writer named A.J. Weberman published photographs of three men, tramps, arrested in Dealey Plaza shortly after Kennedy’s assassination.

The men were questioned and released. No one knew who they were, but Weberman claimed two of them looked like E. Howard Hunt and Frank Sturgis, another CIA operative and Watergate burglar. In 1978, a magazine called The Spotlight published an article by former CIA officer Victor Marchetti, claiming Hunt was involved in the JFK assassination.

Hunt sued for libel. He won. But on appeal, the verdict was overturned. Attorney Mark Lane defended The Spotlight and called witnesses, CIA officers, former operatives, even Hunt’s associate Marita Lorenz, who testified that Hunt had been in Dallas on November 22nd, 1963. The jury found for The Spotlight.

In effect, a US court had ruled that the evidence suggested Hunt was involved in Kennedy’s assassination. But Hunt continued to deny it, publicly, privately, under oath, for decades, until 2003. Saint John Hunt had suspected for years. He’d seen the photographs. He’d read the theories.

He knew his father’s world, the CIA, the anti-Castro operations, the connections to figures linked to Kennedy’s death. And he knew his father was dying. So, in August 2003, Saint John visited his father in Miami. And he asked one more time, “Dad, do you know anything about the assassination of President Kennedy?” This time, E.

Howard Hunt didn’t deny it. He asked for paper and pen, and he started writing. Saint John watched as his father, frail, sick, weeks from death, wrote down the names of men involved in the plot to kill JFK. Hunt’s handwriting was shaky, but legible. The names spilled out, one after another. At the top, Hunt wrote, LBJ, Lyndon Baines Johnson, Vice President of the United States, the man who became president when Kennedy died.

According to Hunt, Johnson was the instigator, the man who ordered the hit. Hunt continued writing. He listed other names. Cord Meyer, CIA officer, chief of the covert action staff, architect of Operation Mockingbird, the CIA’s program to manipulate American media. Meyer’s ex-wife, Mary Meyer, had been having an affair with Kennedy.

After JFK’s death, Mary Meyer was murdered in 1964, shot twice while walking along the C&O Canal in Washington, D.C. Her diary disappeared. The case was never solved. David Atlee Phillips, CIA propaganda specialist, chief of Cuban operations in Mexico City. Phillips handled Lee Harvey Oswald’s legend, the cover story built around Oswald to make him look like a pro-Castro communist.

Phillips was in Mexico City when someone using Oswald’s name visited the Soviet and Cuban Embassies in fall 1963. Frank Sturgis, anti-Castro militant, CIA asset, future Watergate burglar. Sturgis had worked closely with Hunt in anti-Castro operations. He was one of the men photographed as a in Dealey Plaza.

David Morales, chief of operations at the CIA’s JM WAVE station in Miami, the base for anti-Castro operations. Morales was known as El Indio, a brutal operative who specialized in assassinations. Before his death, Morales told close associates, “We took care of that son of a Kennedy.” William Harvey, CIA officer, former head of the CIA’s assassination unit, ZR Rifle.

Harvey had worked with the mafia on plots to kill Castro. He knew mob bosses Santo Trafficante and Sam Giancana, both later linked to theories about Kennedy’s assassination. And Hunt added one more detail, a French gunman on the grassy knoll. Many believe this was Lucien Sarti, a French-Corsican hitman who worked for the Marseille mafia and had been hired for CIA operations in the past.

After Hunt finished writing, Saint John was stunned. His father had just put to paper what researchers had suspected for decades, a CIA-led conspiracy, orchestrated at the highest levels, ordered by the Vice President. Saint John had more questions, but his father was exhausted. They talked briefly. Then Saint John left town.

A few weeks later, a tape arrived in the mail. Hunt’s voice, weak, grasping, sometimes wandering, but repeating the same story. On the tape, Hunt described a meeting. Miami, 1963, a safe house. Hunt was invited by operatives he knew, David Morales and Frank Sturgis. They wanted Hunt involved.

They called it the big event. According to Hunt, Morales left the room. Then Sturgis turned to Hunt and said, “Are you in?” Hunt claims he declined active participation. He said he told them they didn’t need him. But Hunt admitted he knew what was coming. He described himself as a benchwarmer, not a direct participant, but aware of the plan, and peripherally involved.

Hunt’s confession was explosive. It implicated the Vice President of the United States, senior CIA officials, and a network of operatives with direct connections to the anti-Castro underground, the mafia, and US intelligence. But the confession had a problem. Hunt’s own family disputed it. Hunt’s widow, Laura, and several of his other children claimed Saint John and his brother David had exploited their father during his final years.

They said Hunt was losing lucidity, that the sons coached him, that they fabricated the confession for financial gain, hoping to sell the story and profit from their father’s name. Laura Hunt had insisted before marrying E. Howard that he swear he knew nothing about JFK’s assassination. It was a precondition of their marriage.

Hunt swore to it. And now, after his death, his widow was furious that his sons were claiming otherwise. The Los Angeles Times examined the material St. John offered to support his story. Their conclusion, inconclusive. Was Hunt telling the truth? Or was this the invention of a dying man manipulated by his sons? Let’s look at what we know.

Fact one, E. Howard Hunt worked for the CIA for 21 years. He specialized in covert operations, regime change, and political warfare. Fact two, Hunt was deeply involved in anti-Castro operations, including the Bay of Pigs. He knew David Morales, Frank Sturgis, David Atlee Phillips, and William Harvey, all men named in his confession.

Fact three, Hunt was in the CIA’s Western Hemisphere Division in 1963, working on Cuban operations. He had access to anti-Castro militants, CIA assets, and the JM Wave Station in Miami. Fact four, in 1985, a US jury ruled in favor of the Spotlight magazine, effectively finding that evidence suggested Hunt was involved in the JFK assassination.

Fact five, multiple witnesses, including Marita Lorenz, a former CIA asset, testified that Hunt was in Dallas on November 22nd, 1963. Lorenz claimed she traveled to Dallas with Frank Sturgis and other operatives days before the assassination. She said they carried weapons and discussed the big event. Fact six, Hunt’s handwritten notes and audio tape were made in 2003 and 2004.

St. John released them in 2007 after Hunt’s death on January 23rd, 2007. Fact seven, Rolling Stone magazine, one of the most credible publications in America, ran a full investigative article on Hunt’s confession in April 2007. The piece, titled The Last Confession of E. Howard Hunt, treated the story seriously and presented extensive details.

Fact eight, the mainstream media ignored the confession almost completely. Despite Rolling Stone’s investigation, despite Hunt’s CIA career, despite the explosive allegations, major newspapers and TV networks refused to cover it. Why? Because Hunt’s confession implicated Lyndon Johnson. And accusing a former president of orchestrating the assassination of his predecessor is not something the establishment media will touch.

But let’s examine Hunt’s credibility. Was he a reliable source? Hunt had a history of lying. He forged documents. He manipulated information. During Watergate, he forged cables to implicate President Kennedy in the assassination of South Vietnam’s President Diem. Hunt created fake evidence to destroy reputations.

He was a professional deceiver. But here’s the thing. Hunt lied when it benefited him, when it protected his interests or his employers. Why would he lie on his deathbed? What did he have to gain? Hunt was dying. He knew it. He had pneumonia, kidney failure, and months to live. He had no reason to fabricate a story that would tarnish his own reputation and implicate him in the greatest crime of the 20th century.

Unless he was telling the truth. Unless the weight of the secret had become unbearable. Unless, after decades of lies, he wanted to clear his conscience before he died. St. John Hunt believes his father told the truth. He wrote a book about it, Bond of Secrecy, My Life with CIA Spy and Watergate Conspirator E. Howard Hunt.

In the book, St. John describes years of trying to get his father to talk, the meetings, the conversations, the tape, the handwritten notes. St. John isn’t a conspiracy theorist. He’s a musician, a guitar player, a man who spent decades struggling with his father’s legacy and his own demons. He had no interest in JFK assassination theories until his father started talking.

And what his father told him fits with what researchers have known for years. Lyndon Johnson had motive. He was facing political destruction in November 1963, the Bobby Baker scandal, the TFX bribery investigation, Life magazine’s planned exposé. Kennedy was planning to drop him from the 1964 ticket.

Johnson needed Kennedy dead. The CIA had means. Hunt, Morales, Phillips, Harvey, Sturgis, all were experienced operatives. All had participated in assassination plots before. >> [snorts] >> All had worked together on anti-Castro operations. They knew how to plan, execute, and cover up political murders. And anti-Castro militants had opportunity.

They hated Kennedy. After the Bay of Pigs, Kennedy refused to invade Cuba. He negotiated with the Soviets during the Cuban Missile Crisis. In the eyes of anti-Castro Cubans and their CIA handlers, Kennedy was a traitor. He had abandoned them. He deserved to die. Hunt’s confession ties it all together. LBJ provides the motive and gives the order.

Cord Meyer organizes the operation. David Phillips handles Oswald’s legend in Mexico City. William Harvey recruits Mafia connections. David Morales runs logistics from JM Wave. Frank Sturgis coordinates on the grassy and a French gunman fires from the grassy knoll. Lee Harvey Oswald, a patsy, takes the blame. Jack Ruby kills Oswald before he can talk.

The Warren Commission covers it up, and Lyndon Johnson becomes president. It’s not a theory, according to E. Howard Hunt. It’s history. Critics point out inconsistencies. They note that Hunt’s published memoir, American Spy, written before his death, only hints at LBJ’s involvement. The book doesn’t make the explicit accusations that St.

John claims his father made privately. But there’s a reason for that. Hunt’s memoir was ghostwritten. And according to William F. Buckley Jr., who wrote the forward, Hunt’s original manuscript contained material that suggested transgressions of the highest order, including a hint that LBJ might have had a hand in the plot to assassinate President Kennedy.

The publisher demanded changes. Hunt’s lawyer demanded changes. They chiseled out the loony grassy knoll bits. The book was sanitized. Hunt’s explosive claims were removed. But privately, to his son, Hunt told the full story. Because St. John wasn’t a publisher. He wasn’t worried about lawsuits or reputation.

He was a son who wanted to know the truth. And on his deathbed, E. Howard Hunt gave him that truth. Nixon knew. That’s the other piece. President Richard Nixon knew about Hunt’s involvement in Kennedy’s assassination, and Nixon used it. During Watergate, when the scandal was exploding, Nixon told Chief of Staff H.R. Haldeman to deliver a message to CIA Director Richard Helms.

Nixon wanted the CIA to block the FBI’s investigation, and Nixon’s leverage was this. Tell Helms that if the CIA doesn’t cooperate, the president is going to reveal the whole Bay of Pigs thing. But Bay of Pigs was code. Haldeman later wrote that when Nixon said Bay of Pigs, he meant the Kennedy assassination.

Nixon was threatening to expose the CIA’s role in killing JFK. And Helms, who had been CIA Deputy Director for Plans in 1963, understood perfectly. Haldeman describes Helms’s reaction. Turmoil in the room. Helms gripping the arms of his chair, leaning forward and shouting, “The Bay of Pigs had nothing to do with this.

I have no concern about the Bay of Pigs.” But Helms was lying, and everyone in the room knew it. Bay of Pigs wasn’t about Cuba. It was about Dallas, and Nixon was threatening to blow the lid off the biggest cover-up in American history. Nixon didn’t do it. Because Nixon had his own secrets, his own connections to Hunt, his own role in protecting the conspiracy.

If Nixon exposed the CIA’s role in Kennedy’s assassination, the CIA would expose Nixon’s role in covering it up. So, they made a deal. The CIA helped Nixon survive Watergate as long as they could. And when Nixon finally fell, Hunt went to prison. 33 months. Took the blame. Kept his mouth shut until 2003, until he was dying, until he decided his son deserved the truth.

Howard Hunt died on January 23rd, 2007 at age 88. He is buried in Prospect Lawn Cemetery in Hamburg, New York, his hometown. His memoir, American Spy, was published 4 months later. The book is careful, ambiguous. It hints, but doesn’t accuse. But the tape exists. The handwritten notes exist. St. John Hunt has them.

He released excerpts in 2007. The audio has been broadcast on Coast to Coast live. Transcripts have been published. And on that tape, in E. Howard Hunt’s own voice, weak, dying, with nothing left to lose, he says it. LBJ ordered the hit. Cord Meyer organized it. We called it the big event, and I knew it was happening.

>> [snorts] >> The mainstream media ignored it. We Wikipedia calls it a disputed deathbed confession. Skeptics say Hunt was senile, manipulated, lying for attention. They say there’s no proof. But there is proof. 40 years of circumstantial evidence, dozens of witnesses linking Hunt to Dallas, CIA documents showing Hunt’s proximity to the operation, a federal jury ruling that suggested Hunt was involved, and now a deathbed confession naming names and describing the plot.

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And E. Howard Hunt, CIA spy, Watergate burglar, Cold War legend, spent his final months admitting the truth. LBJ ordered the hit. The CIA carried it out. And on November 22nd, 1963 in Dallas, Texas, they murdered the president of the United States. Hunt called it the big event. We call it the JFK assassination.

And according to a dying CIA operative who was there, it was a conspiracy from the top. With Lyndon Johnson’s name written in ink at the very top of the list. The deathbed tape. The confession that changes everything.

In August 2003, in a modest home in Miami, Florida, an 85-year-old man sat propped up in his sickbed, paper on his lap, pen in hand. His son sat beside him, watching carefully. The old man was dying. Pneumonia, failing kidneys, months, maybe weeks left. The son had asked a question, a question he’d asked many times before, but had never gotten an answer.

“Dad, do you know anything about the assassination of President Kennedy?” For decades, the old man had sworn he didn’t. He’d testified under oath twice, once during the Church Committee investigation, once during the House Select Committee on Assassinations. “I didn’t have anything to do with the assassination,” he’d said.

“Didn’t know anything about it. I did my time for Watergate. I shouldn’t have to do additional time and suffer additional losses for something I had nothing to do with.” But now, with death approaching, the old man did something extraordinary. He started writing. He wrote down names, names of men who participated in a plot to kill President John F. Kennedy.

And at the top of the list, in his own handwriting, he wrote two letters, LBJ. The old man was E. Howard Hunt, CIA spy, Watergate burglar, Cold War legend. And in his final months, he confessed to one of the greatest conspiracies in American history. If you want to understand how a CIA operative admitted on his deathbed that Lyndon Johnson ordered Kennedy’s assassination, hit that like button.

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