Walking past the cemetery, with its high hedges guarding the sleep of the dead, I looked ahead into the distance. It was a fresh spring morning. The trees were starting to bloom and I could see squirrels running along the branches, playing with each other. I had come to visit a family grave, my great-great-grandfather Jack Black-Montague. More of a family tradition than one done out of emotion but I always enjoyed laying flowers at the grave as my ancient grandfather had led such an interesting life, or so the legend says, a story that has been passed down the generations.
Jeffrey could have easily reached across the table to obtain the salt but Dershowitz was so close that he decided to risk asking him again. Epstein asked politely, “Sorry Alan, could you pass me the salt shaker?” Dershowitz didn’t react straight away, he was trying to cut through the tough steak which lay like a slice of compressed ash on his dinner plate. Alan looked up from under his questioning brow, “I’m sorry Jeffrey, I don’t have the salt shaker.” Dershowitz continued sawing into his slice of meat/dolomite, he didn’t like to be bothered while he was busy concentrating. Epstein looked up towards Peter Mandelson who was sat on the other side of Dershowitz. Mandelson smiled at Epstein as he picked up the salt shaker, “Do you want this Jeffrey?” asked Peter as he poured the salt onto the floor. Once every grain had been shaken onto the damp slate floor, Mandelson screwed the shaker top back on and threw the empty glass container to a slouched and ever frustrated Epstein.
There are some streets you are not welcome, and just by walking down them, you could be making your last mistake. In today's crazy video we are looking at some of the most dangerous streets in the world! Let The Infographics Show transport you to the sketchiest streets across the globe all from the comfort of your couch.
Just about every poker player on the planet knows that a pair of black aces and eights are “dead man’s hand” and that the reason harks back to when Wild Bill Hickok was shot in the back of the head while holding them in a game of five-card stud in Deadwood, South Dakota.
When a Texas Ranger named Lee Miller investigated the disappearance of Hazel “Schatzie” Brown, the downfall of serial killer Joe Ball became set into motion. Ball had run a bar after being a bootlegger during Prohibition. He gained fame for his penchant to hold alligators in a tank and to throw live cats and dogs into the pool for the thrills of the patrons in the late 1930’s Texas.
If there is one overarching theme to these killer stories it’s insurance money. Not to blame the money as the motive to murder people, instead the money was just a conceptual scapegoat to go along with the treacherous deeds of these shady figures. Belle Gunness of La Porte, Indiana was one such figure.
Herman Billick received a life sentence despite there being no evidence that he held arsenic amongst his possessions. This came about after the judge commuted the death sentence after several stays. The root of all of this? Billick befriended a man named Martin Vzral, a milk tycoon, who prided himself as a successful businessman. Meanwhile, Bellick roamed about as a ne’er-do-well and a schemer. He offered love potions and even claimed to be a “Cardreader and Seer” according to cards that he had printed.
It is thought-provoking to think that certain words or the phrasing of words can help distort our memories. Any information that we thought we clearly knew could probably be manipulated. I can kind of see how the exposure to misinformation can actually create an altered version of the original memory creating a false memory. Unfortunately, these false memories can actually turn us into victims and make us create memories that are not completely real, partially true, or even to the points that the information we know is completely false. It is proof that you just cannot base your pieces of evidence on finding your "so-be criminal" solely on eyewitnesses.
Beauty might be in the eye of the beholder, but beauty is also sometimes the beast. This is certainly the case with Lavinia Fisher, purportedly America's first female serial killer.
What do we know about Marilyn Monroe? We know she had a terrible mental illness that was passed on genetically from her mother. We know she was a shy actress and singer. Most of all we know that she would be considered "plus size" in today's world and would put any skinny model to shame.
A former welder, undertaker, and security guard devoted his time to destruction.
The environment around you can determine your interest. I am a proud believer in this; I feel my parents have shaped my interests. I’m a big classic rock fan; The Beatles, Three Dog Night, and Bob Dylan were always playing in my house. Our vacations were mostly educational; historical Boston, Massachusetts, Colonial Virginia, even at Disney we took a tour about Walt Disney. They molded us into history buffs, into cultured people. Every time I see a late-night show where they quiz the public on basic history about our country, I am impressed with how much my mother and father taught me.