William Joseph “Bill” Casey directed The Company, i.e., the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) from 1981 to 1987. He suffered an anomalous death, leaving much of the medical community caring for him muted, except perhaps to come up with a guess at an imaginary etiological reason for his passing: his brain cancer was blamed in an unreasonably convoluted way for his death. It would be like saying that a hemophiliac died from blood loss the moment his finger was pricked to test his blood sugar levels. It ain’t gonna happen. It seemed ridiculous to everyone at the time. Of course, that reaction then came to be dismissed as an ever so very dismissable with a laugh conspiracy theory.
Someone in the CIA at the time told me some hours ago that Casey’s very own in the CIA neutralized the threat of him going under oath in Congress just hours later. That was told to me as one of many examples to make me aware of the ruthlessness that can go on, it being that I am so naive. But, I ask: cui bono? To what good? Why should I know that? The answer is evident, and is the title of my dad’s antiquated Georgetown law journal: Res ipsa loquitur. The thing speaks for itself. Indeed. But whatever about me, my concern here is to make the comment that such a neutralizing sets a formative precedent for the following decades until today that should be noted, although there’s really nothing that can be done about it except to begin to change the culture inside the company itself. So, one might ask, cui bono? And the answer is: unto the good of all.
And if it is true that any given Director knows pretty much nothing of what actually goes on in the agency (this was repeated strongly many times), I say that he can nevertheless have influence in the long game in changing the culture so that loyalty within The Company and within the structure of these United States (e.g., Congressional oversight from the likes of Trey Gowdy) is such that the underling swamp dwellers won’t be able to continue to call the shots, that is, the deaths of those who are perceived to be getting in the way, even their own Director. The long game is the one to win.