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I mean, it's not as if they didn't actually look at the surroundings....



"Oh - and I forgot to mention, because I didn't consider it important, the killer had clearly written 'FM' in blood. Just a detail. Probably not important..."

But anyway, we know they didn't examine the arms in any great detail...



"Oh, did I say mutilated by several jagged wounds? No, let me clarify - what I meant was, (I'm so scatterbrained! Gaah!) a big capital F (much like the one written in blood on the wall, as it happens, the one I forgot to mention earlier) was deliberately carved by design into her arm. Sure, it happened to look more or less exactly the same as a jagged set of hacking and slashing wounds higher up on the same arm, but this one definitely was a deliberate F. - Huh? - Pareid - What the heck is pareidolia? No, no. Honestly guys, it was. Definitely. I just forgot to mention it at the time. But these mystery initials littering the scene are such minor details, what could it matter....? It's not like this was a major case, we weren't under pressure to find any damn clue we could..."
My diagnosis is that one or two people on this thread are suffering from patternicity! https://www.scientificamerican.com/a...gful-patterns/
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And then there's the number "3" carved into Kelly's forehead.
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And then there's the number "3" carved into Kelly's forehead.
Oh, so you're claiming to have identified Kelly's forehead now!?

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Scott, this is Spitalfields, not the Village.
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You don't seriously still think Mike could have had a hand in the diary's creation do you, Gareth?
Not necessarily, Caz, but he might have known a bit more than he was letting on. My slightly tongue in cheek suggestion about the "Look In" crossword was inspired by the apparent leaks about the D-Day landings published in the Daily Telegraph.

1 Down: Famous book by Ann Frank (5)

8 Across: Italian city, or the girl from the Magic Roundabout (8)

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Allo, folks. I've been away for a month or two, and was notified by a friend down the ale-house (not the Poste House, mind) about a brand new book out concerning Maybrick and the diary, so I thought I'd pop on and see what the fuss was about, as he seemed rather excited.

From what I can gather, not much is about the extent of what is found within its pages. Still, I bet Bruce has made a few quid out of it, eh?

The convention at the Marriott hotel is at the end of this month, and I can't say I'm too excited for the Maybrick section, as I'm expecting it to be about these new "reveals" from the book in question, about the electricians who supposedly found the diary, etc, and not much else.

So, has the book actually been released yet, and if so, has anyone read it?

I'm currently just getting through the massive thread on the book, so if I've missed anything, please let me know.

Cheers, la.
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I should note, I meant "Robert", rather than Bruce, in the above.

My eyes are burning from all of the handbag battles I've been reading in the "25 Years" thread.
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The 13 year old who wrote this diary one wet weekend probably had no idea that he or she would probably never again in their lifetime write such a spectacularly complex work, and one so complex and so brilliant that it would be called both infantile and genius in equal measure.
End of an Era

It is time for the old timers to move on. Nine years after gifting the world of Ripperology its Greatest Thread of All, it has finally lost its flavour and its favour in the light of Robert Smith’s recent book which has provided concrete and final proof that the Liverpool journal is the inadvertent confession of Jack the Ripper, written in his own hand – the hand of James Maybrick.

It just comes down to statistics now. When Anne Graham’s providence for the journal was all we had, we were presented with a profoundly-unlikely coincidence of circumstances were it to prove the case that her story was untrue. In this event, two things would then have had to be true by sheer chance alone:

• Florence Maybrick left gaol in 1904 and immediately took the surname Graham; and
• Anne's father Billy’s step-grandmother was an intimate of Alice Yapp – she the sharp-fanged viper of the nest which was Battlecrease House in 1889.

I have always believed that these two facts were sufficiently-unlikely and that the likelihood of their occurring independently – never mind in tandem – were so remote that the most cautious p value possible would still profoundly exceed it. So implausible a coincidence of events simply should not happen, and it is not unreasonable to then infer that no such coincidence had occurred – that, therefore, the two events listed above were part and parcel of the journal’s route into Anne Graham’s hands, and thence (tragically) into the hands of her utterly compromised husband, Mike.

And yet Robert Smith’s book presents us with a second providence and one with a probability of occurring by sheer chance alone as equally remote as that of the coincidence described above. If the journal of Jack the Ripper did not come out of Battlecrease House and reasonably quickly into Mike Barrett’s sweaty palms, then we are left with a coincidence so implausible that it boggles the mind to reflect that it could have happened:

• On the very day that Portus & Rhodes Ltd. work records show workmen installing underfloor wiring for a night storage heater in James Maybrick’s bedroom (March 9, 1992), Mike Barrett rings Doreen Montgomery at Rupert Crew Ltd. with the immortal words that he had the diary of Jack the Ripper.

On the very day, no less! You simply cannot shake the utter other-worldliness of two such sets of coincidences – and you cannot ignore the fact that they are entirely mutually-exclusive. Either one is actually a coincidence and the other the truth, or both are coincidences, but they cannot both be true. Evidently, the man upstairs was humouring himself no end when He contrived to create these two parallel stories, leaving us in awe that either both are actually coincidences (the chances of both being coincidences are infinitesimally small!) or that one provides us with the providence we require for the emergence in March 1992 of this most controversial tome.

As a statistician, I have to tally in my mind the implausible truth that one of these sets of events is actually a coincidence. But as a statistician, I could never accept that both sets of circumstances occurred by sheer chance alone. That is one stretch of the imagination too many. So the Maybrick journal has its providence – either via Anne Graham or via Portus & Rhodes Ltd., or else the greatest coincidence of them all occurred when both of these sets of events occurred entirely by chance alone.

And yet you will argue for the latter - incontrovertibly, unequivocally, undeniably. I do not need to be the brilliant Foreteller of Things to Come that you know me to be to predict that within minutes all manner of ill-conceived alternatives and contradictions will be offered – almost entirely by a cohort of Casebook contributors who simply do not have the pedigree to offer insight and balance, not because they have not been around the case or because they lack years behind them, but simply because they proselytise on our doorstep without having even cast an eye on their bible. Many of the arguments made now on the Maybrick site are made through a lack of knowledge and a stab-in-the-dark, I-think-it’s-true-but-I-don’t-really-know mentality. This amazing thread started with the illustration of how ignorance quickly multiplies itself. I fear that not a lot has changed when posters come on cementing their trenchant views but revealing that they haven’t actually read anything on the subject of their opinions (this has been a long-standing frustration for me in my long battle for the journal to have a fair voice – a frustration arguably tipped over the cliff edge by the recent post from an-too regular dismisser of all things pro-journal asking what date and time the journal was concluded, when anyone who has read the journal knows that that is revealed in the journal’s final line).

I genuinely believe that there is nothing left to add to this debate. The journal is the confession of Jack the Ripper, and its author was James Maybrick. The providence is now in place (it remains one or other of the two versions, but the laws of statistics do not comfortably allow it to be neither). The case against Maybrick is essentially complete.

And so I reflect in the gathering light of my time on this site and on how much I brought you all down the long years. I gave you ‘Imagine’ by Ann Truth in order to initiate a debate around whether a confession was actually sustainable. It didn’t take off, much to my disappointment, despite my sock puppet Porky Man doing all he could to draw everyone’s attention to the wonderful line ‘Damn Michael Barrett’.

Later, I gave you ‘Fake!’ to entertain you, just for jolly, wouldn’t you? At Robert Anderson’s invitation I transferred briefly to JTR Forums where I gifted them the transcendent ‘The Diary's Fingerprints’ and ‘Reading 5, Arsenal 7 (Genuine) DIEGO LAURENZ’. Unfortunately, no-one seems to read the JTR Forums (it’s Sunday Times vs The Sun, I fear) so they didn’t have anything like the impact they should have done.

A few indiscretions later and regeneration came in the form of Gladiator and then the last-hurrah of Iconoclast stormed down the walls with my true pièce de résistance in ‘The Curious Case of History vs. James Maybrick’ – a barn-storming, page-turning trip down Memory Lane for Jack the Spratt McVitie fans, especially those who wished to see James Maybrick’s murderous actions chronologized in an entertaining, insightful quarter century of pages.

After a quarter century since the journal first surfaced, it is probably true to say that my greatest contribution to the weird and anything-but-wonderful world of Ripperology was to finally explain the Goulston Street Graffito (in ‘History vs. Maybrick’). The Cleverness Engine was truly running at full throttle as the GSG was gently deciphered by my large detective’s magnifying glass. No, please, there’s no need to thank me.

And yet – despite all the genius that has flowed from so many different routes – my greatest Hour was also my longest in this, The Greatest Thread of All. At 666,000 views, I guess it would be safe to say that it truly is a beast.

I joined the Jack the Ripper Casebook full of optimism that we could have meaningful debate, and The Grave Maurice’s response to my maiden speech was encouraging (“That's an impressive and thought-provoking piece of work”). Sadly, the exchanges which followed quickly diverted me from my original lofty ideals and I descended into pantomime farce just to rationalise it all in my deeply disappointed head. And also because it frankly quickly became just good fun.

Like all lemmings, eventually we all reach the cliff edge, and I think that it is safe to say that I have reached mine. I am probably all maudlin because yesterday we took young Susie to university and have barely heard from her since. The Casebook belongs to a new generation, as does the future of the world. The issue of the identity of a man who caused terror throughout the Autumn of 1888 is not in the same league as that of a man who attempted to bring terror to the same capital as we drove south, windows coated with lampshades, duvets, and bags full of Pot Noodles and beer. Everything has its day, and James Maybrick has had his in court and been found well and truly guilty. It’s honestly time to move on, everyone.

To you all, friend, foe, or uncommitted, it is no crime to be passionately committed to a cause and defend it with an argument (and no more) unweakened by criticism, however at times quite overwhelming. You left me breathless on many many occasions which seems wonderfully and ironically appropriate given the subject of our study. To you all, my fondest regards.

I give my name that all know of me, so History vs. Maybrick do tell, what life can do to a Geordie boy born.

Yours truly

Soothmundus ‘Soothy’ Soothsayer


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End of an Era

It is time for the old timers to move on. Nine years after gifting the world of Ripperology its Greatest Thread of All, it has finally lost its flavour and its favour in the light of Robert Smith’s recent book which has provided concrete and final proof that the Liverpool journal is the inadvertent confession of Jack the Ripper, written in his own hand – the hand of James Maybrick.

It just comes down to statistics now. When Anne Graham’s providence for the journal was all we had, we were presented with a profoundly-unlikely coincidence of circumstances were it to prove the case that her story was untrue. In this event, two things would then have had to be true by sheer chance alone:

• Florence Maybrick left gaol in 1904 and immediately took the surname Graham; and
• Anne's father Billy’s step-grandmother was an intimate of Alice Yapp – she the sharp-fanged viper of the nest which was Battlecrease House in 1889.

I have always believed that these two facts were sufficiently-unlikely and that the likelihood of their occurring independently – never mind in tandem – were so remote that the most cautious p value possible would still profoundly exceed it. So implausible a coincidence of events simply should not happen, and it is not unreasonable to then infer that no such coincidence had occurred – that, therefore, the two events listed above were part and parcel of the journal’s route into Anne Graham’s hands, and thence (tragically) into the hands of her utterly compromised husband, Mike.

And yet Robert Smith’s book presents us with a second providence and one with a probability of occurring by sheer chance alone as equally remote as that of the coincidence described above. If the journal of Jack the Ripper did not come out of Battlecrease House and reasonably quickly into Mike Barrett’s sweaty palms, then we are left with a coincidence so implausible that it boggles the mind to reflect that it could have happened:

• On the very day that Portus & Rhodes Ltd. work records show workmen installing underfloor wiring for a night storage heater in James Maybrick’s bedroom (March 9, 1992), Mike Barrett rings Doreen Montgomery at Rupert Crew Ltd. with the immortal words that he had the diary of Jack the Ripper.

On the very day, no less! You simply cannot shake the utter other-worldliness of two such sets of coincidences – and you cannot ignore the fact that they are entirely mutually-exclusive. Either one is actually a coincidence and the other the truth, or both are coincidences, but they cannot both be true. Evidently, the man upstairs was humouring himself no end when He contrived to create these two parallel stories, leaving us in awe that either both are actually coincidences (the chances of both being coincidences are infinitesimally small!) or that one provides us with the providence we require for the emergence in March 1992 of this most controversial tome.

As a statistician, I have to tally in my mind the implausible truth that one of these sets of events is actually a coincidence. But as a statistician, I could never accept that both sets of circumstances occurred by sheer chance alone. That is one stretch of the imagination too many. So the Maybrick journal has its providence – either via Anne Graham or via Portus & Rhodes Ltd., or else the greatest coincidence of them all occurred when both of these sets of events occurred entirely by chance alone.

And yet you will argue for the latter - incontrovertibly, unequivocally, undeniably. I do not need to be the brilliant Foreteller of Things to Come that you know me to be to predict that within minutes all manner of ill-conceived alternatives and contradictions will be offered – almost entirely by a cohort of Casebook contributors who simply do not have the pedigree to offer insight and balance, not because they have not been around the case or because they lack years behind them, but simply because they proselytise on our doorstep without having even cast an eye on their bible. Many of the arguments made now on the Maybrick site are made through a lack of knowledge and a stab-in-the-dark, I-think-it’s-true-but-I-don’t-really-know mentality. This amazing thread started with the illustration of how ignorance quickly multiplies itself. I fear that not a lot has changed when posters come on cementing their trenchant views but revealing that they haven’t actually read anything on the subject of their opinions (this has been a long-standing frustration for me in my long battle for the journal to have a fair voice – a frustration arguably tipped over the cliff edge by the recent post from an-too regular dismisser of all things pro-journal asking what date and time the journal was concluded, when anyone who has read the journal knows that that is revealed in the journal’s final line).

I genuinely believe that there is nothing left to add to this debate. The journal is the confession of Jack the Ripper, and its author was James Maybrick. The providence is now in place (it remains one or other of the two versions, but the laws of statistics do not comfortably allow it to be neither). The case against Maybrick is essentially complete.

And so I reflect in the gathering light of my time on this site and on how much I brought you all down the long years. I gave you ‘Imagine’ by Ann Truth in order to initiate a debate around whether a confession was actually sustainable. It didn’t take off, much to my disappointment, despite my sock puppet Porky Man doing all he could to draw everyone’s attention to the wonderful line ‘Damn Michael Barrett’.

Later, I gave you ‘Fake!’ to entertain you, just for jolly, wouldn’t you? At Robert Anderson’s invitation I transferred briefly to JTR Forums where I gifted them the transcendent ‘The Diary's Fingerprints’ and ‘Reading 5, Arsenal 7 (Genuine) DIEGO LAURENZ’. Unfortunately, no-one seems to read the JTR Forums (it’s Sunday Times vs The Sun, I fear) so they didn’t have anything like the impact they should have done.

A few indiscretions later and regeneration came in the form of Gladiator and then the last-hurrah of Iconoclast stormed down the walls with my true pièce de résistance in ‘The Curious Case of History vs. James Maybrick’ – a barn-storming, page-turning trip down Memory Lane for Jack the Spratt McVitie fans, especially those who wished to see James Maybrick’s murderous actions chronologized in an entertaining, insightful quarter century of pages.

After a quarter century since the journal first surfaced, it is probably true to say that my greatest contribution to the weird and anything-but-wonderful world of Ripperology was to finally explain the Goulston Street Graffito (in ‘History vs. Maybrick’). The Cleverness Engine was truly running at full throttle as the GSG was gently deciphered by my large detective’s magnifying glass. No, please, there’s no need to thank me.

And yet – despite all the genius that has flowed from so many different routes – my greatest Hour was also my longest in this, The Greatest Thread of All. At 666,000 views, I guess it would be safe to say that it truly is a beast.

I joined the Jack the Ripper Casebook full of optimism that we could have meaningful debate, and The Grave Maurice’s response to my maiden speech was encouraging (“That's an impressive and thought-provoking piece of work”). Sadly, the exchanges which followed quickly diverted me from my original lofty ideals and I descended into pantomime farce just to rationalise it all in my deeply disappointed head. And also because it frankly quickly became just good fun.

Like all lemmings, eventually we all reach the cliff edge, and I think that it is safe to say that I have reached mine. I am probably all maudlin because yesterday we took young Susie to university and have barely heard from her since. The Casebook belongs to a new generation, as does the future of the world. The issue of the identity of a man who caused terror throughout the Autumn of 1888 is not in the same league as that of a man who attempted to bring terror to the same capital as we drove south, windows coated with lampshades, duvets, and bags full of Pot Noodles and beer. Everything has its day, and James Maybrick has had his in court and been found well and truly guilty. It’s honestly time to move on, everyone.

To you all, friend, foe, or uncommitted, it is no crime to be passionately committed to a cause and defend it with an argument (and no more) unweakened by criticism, however at times quite overwhelming. You left me breathless on many many occasions which seems wonderfully and ironically appropriate given the subject of our study. To you all, my fondest regards.

I give my name that all know of me, so History vs. Maybrick do tell, what life can do to a Geordie boy born.

Yours truly

Soothmundus ‘Soothy’ Soothsayer


Dated this sixteenth day of September 2017.

Sorry to say that nothing has changed.

Steve
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Is Ike's last post meant to be a wind up? For the reasons given on the other thread the recent revelations only serve to demonstrate how completely ludicrous the argument in favour of the diary has become.

I mean, not only did one of the electricians tell Paul Feldman that the diary was discovered in 1989, not 1992, something he had no reason to lie about if the story about the discovery was true, the idea that one of the electricians then mysteriously presented Barrett with the aforementioned document the same dayof discovey-a man whom he had no proven connection to- who then quickly decided that it was the diary of Jack the Ripper, his next thought being, "wow, I'd better phone a literary agent about this", is completely hilarious!

Quite apart from anything else, where did he get the agent's name and number from at such short notice? And assuming the electrician didn't bunk off work during the daytime, before, completely by chance, meeting Barrett in his local pub-miles away from where he was working-the meeting must have taken place during the evening. Presumably Barrett then, possibly in a somewhat inebriated state, phoned directory enquiries, telling the telephonist, "You're never going to believe this, I've just bought Jack the Ripper's diary from a man in a pub. please connect me to a random literary agent." And, of course, the random literary agent was still working, despite it probably being well outside normal business hours. Unbelievable!

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