Gimme a minute!
Okay, I'm composed.
Pretty much all we need to know about the mind, and thus its output, of Rick "My Way or the Highway" Needham is to be discerned in his "this is nothing but a dead forum" parting shot.
Needham's only response to an informed, reasoned, unique challenge -- that, in a classic "hoist on his own petard" moment, he actually chose to include (see ITEM ONE, below) -- in his foot-stomp of an exit ("Sorry to have taken up your precious time.") is to ignore it and instead plagiarize the slur so often spewed by a National Enquirer-obsessed harpie who was ushered from these cyber-pages long ago.
Needham's only response to references to photo analyses by some of the most honored and qualified researchers in the history of our struggle -- work that reveals the fatal flaws in his arguments -- is to ignore them and instead emit a squeal of sophomoric indignation (see ITEM TWO below).
If I may be so bold: This forum -- among the irreplaceable Greg Burnham's most significant contributions to our shared cause -- exists in large measure to effect justice for JFK and the millions of collaterally damaged victims of his murder by ending the cover-up-preserving cycle of endless debate on what is a long-settled issue and by, again, weaponizing the truth we have discovered and utilizing it in the ongoing war for the minds and souls not just of Americans, but of humanity.
For the likes of Needham and Miss National Enquirer, the tasks are too complex to grasp, too daunting to attempt, too terrifying even to contemplate. And so they stay away in droves from what they term a "dead," "stuffy," "boring" forum and instead eagerly form into crap circles and wank themselves into eternity.
ITEM ONE -- Given the existence of plentiful evidence in-hand that beyond all doubt proves conspiracy, and given the non-existence of the broad-based will to weaponize that evidence and use it to discover the greater truth and effect justice for John Kennedy and all who continue to be collaterally damaged by his executioners, snipe hunts in the bushes and shadows of Dealey Plaza amount to criminal wastes of time and resources (human and technical).
I cannot afford to play any more games of "Haven't Got a Clue," and neither can you. DRAGO
ITEM TWO -- The Zapruder film is not a good reference point for anything, including: as a time stamp; as an actual (as opposed to contrived) means to position the limo on Elm; as a visual record of how extensive the wounds to JFK were; and many other uses to which it has been erroneously put.
As for finding a human's presence in the foliage, if you remember the work I did for more than a decade--from 1997 to 2008 with Jack White, Scott Myers, Rich DellaRosa, David Healy, John Costella and others--then you already know this is ground that has been thoroughly covered already.
I applaud your effort, but it unfortunately has no probative value in its current state. Perhaps as you continue your work there will be something...anything...to support your position in the not too distant future. However, as it stands, I cannot tell if the "image" that you are suggesting might be human, may in fact, merely be foliage. That "ambiguity" isn't an even toss up, as it appears to me to be very much in favor of it being foliage. However, I admit that is only a guess as my eye sees it. And, as Charles has pointed out, I too have no time for guessing games at this late date. -- BURNHAM
"[Y]ou can't blame the innocent, they are always guiltless. All you can do is control them or eliminate them. Innocence is a kind of insanity." -- Graham Greene, The Quiet American
"If an individual, through either his own volition or events over which he had no control, found himself taking up residence in a country undefined by flags or physical borders, he could be assured of one immediate and abiding consequence. He was on his own, and solitude and loneliness would probably be his companions unto the grave." -- James Lee Burke, Rain Gods
a wind has blown the rain away and blown
the sky away and all the leaves away,
and the trees stand. i think i too have known
autumn too long
-- e. e. cummings