It’s one thing to have a “superior attitude”, Jon, but quite another to allow that attitude to present a serious, if not insurmountable, impediment to pulling off an efficient crime. The vast majority of serial killers are at least capable of preventing this outcome, whether they suffer from particularly acute delusions of grandeur or not. If he was blinged up to the short and curlys in the most conspicuous attire and accessories imaginable in the worst possible location and the worst possible time, he was certainly asking for attention from a two-bit mugger at the very least. Dressed in so ostentatious and conspicuous a manner, he would have attract undesirable attention from all sorts of hostile elements from the local populace, whilst at the same time scaring off his intended victims.
He makes no sense as a living reality, let alone as a ripper.
Sally also touched upon Astrakhan’s inexplicable non-issue with Hutchinson’s ill-concealed interest in him, and I agree with her thoughts here entirely. Hutchinson had allegedly stooped down to get a look at Astrakhan’s face, which the latter would certainly have been aware of. He could not, therefore, have been oblivious to Hutchinson tailing him from behind. Miller's Court only had one exit, and he would essentially have been cornering himself there in the certainty that a potential vigilante, informer, or plain-clothes police officer had clocked him at close quarters and followed him to the scene of the crime.
Astrakhan man is basically a paint-by-numbers amalgamation of two things: The various bogeyman traits that had crept into the public thinking with regard to the killer's image (surly, Jewish, conspicuous, black parcel, possible medical training etc), and various other witness accounts (walked very softly, red handkerchief/neckerchief, carrying a package of some description etc).
The idea that Astrakhan man existed is unlikely enough, but casting him in the role of the ripper infringes on the very worst period in the study of the ripper crimes, when “toffs” and celebrities dominated the suspect lists. “Gentleman Jack” is a dead horse well flogged.
Best regards,
Ben
He makes no sense as a living reality, let alone as a ripper.
Sally also touched upon Astrakhan’s inexplicable non-issue with Hutchinson’s ill-concealed interest in him, and I agree with her thoughts here entirely. Hutchinson had allegedly stooped down to get a look at Astrakhan’s face, which the latter would certainly have been aware of. He could not, therefore, have been oblivious to Hutchinson tailing him from behind. Miller's Court only had one exit, and he would essentially have been cornering himself there in the certainty that a potential vigilante, informer, or plain-clothes police officer had clocked him at close quarters and followed him to the scene of the crime.
Astrakhan man is basically a paint-by-numbers amalgamation of two things: The various bogeyman traits that had crept into the public thinking with regard to the killer's image (surly, Jewish, conspicuous, black parcel, possible medical training etc), and various other witness accounts (walked very softly, red handkerchief/neckerchief, carrying a package of some description etc).
The idea that Astrakhan man existed is unlikely enough, but casting him in the role of the ripper infringes on the very worst period in the study of the ripper crimes, when “toffs” and celebrities dominated the suspect lists. “Gentleman Jack” is a dead horse well flogged.
Best regards,
Ben
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