Danny Casolaro was a free-lance (read: unemployed) writer who was working on the story of a lifetime. He started out investigating possible government involvement in the theft of a software program called “Promis” and ended up finding some sort of connection to pretty much all of the big scandals of the 1980’s (BCCI, Iran Contra, the October Surprise, you name it!) that he was going to call “The Octopus”.
Now, it is possible that telling a bunch of people this might not have been such a great idea, because the day after Mr. Casolaro went to meet someone who was going to give him the final pieces to the puzzle in Martinsburg, West Virginia he was found dead in his hotel room. It was ruled a suicide but the following things were suspicious about it.
- Casolaro actually told his brother that if something happened to him “It won’t be an accident”.
- Casolaro’s housekeeper took death threat messages for him (I wonder what they would have done if it had gone to the machine).
- All of Casolaro’s notes and writings were missing from the room.
- Despite items in the room establishing links to his family, his brother was not notified until two days later.
- The body was enbalmed without permission.
- THERE WERE TWO BLOODY TOWELS UNDER THE SINK THAT HOTEL WORKERS SAID: “HAD BEEN USED TO CLEAN SOME OF THE BLOOD”.
- See point 6.
- See point 7.
- Understand that to rule his death a suicide and have point 6 exist, the authorities are claiming that the dude chopped up his wrists, bled around the bathroom, decided to tidy up a bit, then got back in the tub to die. That’s why point 6 is in all caps.
- I don’t have a point 10, but just having 9 seemed unlucky.
Now, I know it is easy to see a conspiracy everywhere you look, but this is not one of those far fetched things like Area 51 or women being as smart as men. This is about a dude who had 12 cuts on his wrist, one deep enough to cut a tendon who was ruled a suicide. Don’t believe me? Well, you are probably in on it. But since I’m generally untrustworthy, I have some proof after the jump. Shit was on the news. And on Unsolved Mysteries. So suck on that.
“Don’t believe me? Well, you are probably in on it. ”
LOL!! Where was I when all this was going on? I never even heard of this before. Unless I did. And then promptly forgot. That sounds like me.
You’re in on it.
I had not heard of this either, but then in 1991 I was following Motley Crue around the country trying to marry Nikki Sixx. You know I’m all about the conspiracies, so this is probably exactly what it looks like: A CONSPIRACY!
You’re in on it, too.