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and know what you do now(or not in my case.lol)who out of all the Ripper suspects/members of police/witnesses would you like to spend dinner with while questioning them?
Here's the really big question, imho. If you could turn back time, and if you were able to discover the true identity of "Jack The Ripper", before he was able to complete his murderous spree, what would you do??? Would you try to stop him??? Should you try to stop him??? Could you try to stop him, even if that could ultimately mean having to kill him??? Oh, sorry got to dash, if I don't get my ass back to Deely Plaza 11/22/63 all kind of sh*t gonna go down!!!
Best wishes,
Zodiac.
And thus I clothe my naked villainy
With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ;
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
Here's the really big question, imho. If you could turn back time, and if you were able to discover the true identity of "Jack The Ripper", before he was able to complete his murderous spree, what would you do??? Would you try to stop him??? Should you try to stop him??? Could you try to stop him, even if that could ultimately mean having to kill him??? Oh, sorry got to dash, if I don't get my ass back to Deely Plaza 11/22/63 all kind of sh*t gonna go down!!!
Best wishes,
Zodiac.
Just keep your eye on that sixth floot window. Wave to Lee for me.
I think I'd like to dine with the witness who refused to testify against Kosminsky.
James Kelly and William Bury- if such was possible seeing as how Kelly was a fugitive from justice at the time- set them both down and question the hell out of them. I think that would have been fascinating.
Hi all,
I have often wondered that if I could go back in time, would I have the guts to lay in wait to see the murderer to leave either Hanbury Street or Millers Court? Just to either follow him to his address or try to glimps his face.
I came to the conclusion that I just would not have the guts to do either, I then decided I would just go to goulston street earlier in the evening just to see if that graffiti was there before the murder of Eddowes.
I wouldn't mind having a bite of Sunday roast with George Bagster Phillips at his place on Spital Square. He's always struck me as an interesting chap who obviously knew a lot about the case. (If the rules dictate that I have to pay for the grub, I'd take him to Simpson's in the Strand.)
I'd have to bring my camcorder (fitted with night-vision of course) to Essex Wharf in Bucks Row at about 3:15am on the 31st August 1888. That would settle this riddle once and for all!!
Nicky
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"We serial killers are your sons, we are your husbands, we are everywhere. And there will be more of your children dead tomorrow."
- Ted Bundy
Well, would exchange the dinner for the chance to be at the gate with Stride one minute before Schwartz is due to round the corner. Somebody approaches, I will scream, and run around like a chicken with it's head cut off if no one else will. Confront the killer though like Rambo? NO....Just because we think we know who he may have killed in the instance of these crimes, does not mean that he can not kill, just as quickly, someone else that does not fit these crimes. End up as sidewalk sushi with people trying to locate why I am there, and where I am from, and end up being labeled a male prostitute.
I confess that altruistic and cynically selfish talk seem to me about equally unreal. With all humility, I think 'whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might,' infinitely more important than the vain attempt to love one's neighbour as one's self. If you want to hit a bird on the wing you must have all your will in focus, you must not be thinking about yourself, and equally, you must not be thinking about your neighbour; you must be living with your eye on that bird. Every achievement is a bird on the wing.
Oliver Wendell Holmes
Well, would exchange the dinner for the chance to be at the gate with Stride one minute before Schwartz is due to round the corner. Somebody approaches, I will scream, and run around like a chicken with it's head cut off if no one else will. Confront the killer though like Rambo? NO....Just because we think we know who he may have killed in the instance of these crimes, does not mean that he can not kill, just as quickly, someone else that does not fit these crimes. End up as sidewalk sushi with people trying to locate why I am there, and where I am from, and end up being labeled a male prostitute.
Hi Viper,
I must admit that I hadn't really looked at it that way, My bad!!! But I take your point!!! I would still hope that we might be able to get the drop on him, with, perhaps, a liberal application of Pepper Spray/Mace to his facial area, followed by the swift, brutal and ultimately deadly use of the Tanto, (my weapon of choice!), K-Bar, Applegate/Fairbairn Sykes or similar!!!
Best Wishes,
Zodiac.
And thus I clothe my naked villainy
With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ;
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
Hi Zodiac,
I have bad luck. We go back, killer pulls a knife, you pull a knife, then Stride will now start to scream. People come running and it is a guy that looks normal, and two strangers that do not. He yells, " I have caught the killers in the act!" Since Stride is still yelling three blocks south in a foot race with Schwartz, we get lynched while the killer goes and still gets Eddowes. Well, I have gone from being a male prostitute, to a copycat killer that had the bad luck to stumble into the real killer in the same night. Nice play on Viper, best car I ever owned, till someone stole it. I told you, I have bad Luck.
I confess that altruistic and cynically selfish talk seem to me about equally unreal. With all humility, I think 'whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might,' infinitely more important than the vain attempt to love one's neighbour as one's self. If you want to hit a bird on the wing you must have all your will in focus, you must not be thinking about yourself, and equally, you must not be thinking about your neighbour; you must be living with your eye on that bird. Every achievement is a bird on the wing.
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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