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‘Fresh Prince’ Actress Believes Alec Baldwin Incident May Have Been a Setup by a Trump Supporter

There may just be something to this.

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This theory’s not really that much of a stretch when you think about it. The tragic accident on the set of Alec Baldwin’s Western Rust is so uncommon that the last major event like this happened nearly 30 years ago, when Brandon Lee, star of The Crow, suffered a similar fate on the set.

The theory, floated by Fresh Prince of Bel-Air actress Janet Hubert, is that the prop gun behind the accidental misfire that claimed the life of a cinematographer was placed there on purpose. She thought it might be an act of revenge by a Trump supporter against Baldwin himself, who mocked Trump at every turn by portraying him on Saturday Night Live.

In fact, the theory becomes even more plausible once you consider how quickly Baldwin’s detractors were calling for charges against the actor-director.

While I do believe that Baldwin should have had at least enough say in production to ensure he was employing union workers, it is totally clear that he had no idea that the round in the prop weapon was live and that the incident was unintentional.

The situation gets even more suspicious when the actual armorer for Rust, Hannah Gutierrez-Reed, turns out to be extensively trained, following in the footsteps of her father and grandfather in their love of guns. She has even discussed the proper protocol for ensuring that rounds are not live in a prop weapon prior to a scene.

In a podcast called “Voices of the West,” Gutierrez-Reed described it as so:

You have to like look at the front of it and determine which one is the blank, if it’s dummied up. That’s how I tell at least.

It looks like she either had a major brain hiccup or, as Ms. Hubert suggests, was part of something a little more nefarious.

While many on Twitter thought Hubert was crazy or suffering from “Trump Derangement Syndrome”, many thought it was plausible:

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