Lets get Lechmere off the hook!

[Geddy2112]

This thread was re-opened by Herlock, I believe on July 25th of last year (the previous post being made 8 years prior to that) You Baron, had spent all of your previous posting time (and I do mean all) telling everyone what a poor suspect Lechmere is and how no one should be fooled by Christer’s tricks. You couldn’t have been more mocking of any theory. Every comment related to Christer and his theory by you was entirely derisory.
Then, completely out of the blue two totally strange (I’d say unbelievable) things happened. One, you became vehemently pro-Lechmere overnight. Your first post (number 1472 if you want to check) included the sentence "There is nothing remains now that can get Lechmere off the hook, the chance has gone."
So there you are...a fully committed Lechmere was the ripper man. Clearly casting aside your previous strong, confident support for Kosminski.
Two, inexplicably you ditched your usual short post style and started deploying long, more involved, more complex posts. Something that you had never previously done. You appear to have become a fully paid up member of the Church of Lechmere employing the same arguments and phrases that Christer has done for years.
Then we have more strangeness. Just under 2 weeks prior to your first post on here as a full blown Lechmerian you responded on the Tilly Letter thread to a post by Jeff Leahy with your post number 3 in which you said:
"Thanks Jeff! Very interesting! Not that I need to be convinced further"

Clearly confirming that this news just cemented your support for Kosminski as a suspect. In post 6 you further confirmed your support by posting

"For me personally, this is the most valuable post Jack the Ripper related I have read this year!"

So what’s going on Baron? You have every poster on here totally confused. Almost as if there are two Baron’s. You totally rubbish the Lechmere theory over a long period. Overnight you become the number one fan. Immediately you drastically change your posting style using phrases that you’ve never employed before. And then during that period you make a post that indicates your continuing support for Kosminski. I have a very, very, very simple question for you Baron. If you don’t answer it will be deeply, deeply suspicious and will leave everyone drawing their own, very obvious conclusions. None of the rest of us refuse to answer questions so surely the man who now makes long posts can now stretch to an answer for the simplest question ever?
Who do you favour as Jack the Ripper - Aaron Kosminski or Charles Lechmere (or will you jump to another suspect next week?)

[chubbs]

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The Baron

I've read quite a few of your posts in this thread and the one I've quoted above makes more sense than all the others combined. You seem to be on some kind of sad, self-agrandising ego trip, quite inappropriately for the tragic subject.

[Doctored Whatsit]

Breathing... the Ripper’s tormentor. Every faint gasp was a dagger back at him, a cruel mockery of his supposed control...

When the Ripper stood over Tabram, stabbing and stabbing.. thirty nine frenzied times.. it wasn’t rage, it was desperation. Each time he paused, thinking, “Surely this is it,” there it was again, breathing. Soft, relentless, and defiant. It dragged him into a maddening spiral, each stab an act of uncertainty. “Still alive? Then, here’s another. And another.” Until her very existence became his private hell...

And then came Nichols. He thought he’d learned. The blade went to her throat this time, cleaner, quicker, or so he believed.. But doubt crept in. Did he cut deep enough? Was she truly gone? That breathing haunted him, even if faint, like a whisper from the grave. And then Paul arrived, and the nightmare took a physical form.

Paul came, checked, and said it: “She’s still breathing.” In that moment, it wasn’t just Nichols’ gasp... it was Tabram’s, resurrected to torment him all over again..

Breathing, always breathing, clawing at his certainty, mocking his precision. For the Ripper, that sound wasn’t life, it was failure. Every faint breath was like a hammer on his psyche, each one dragging him further into his own personal abyss.

The hell of breathing wasn’t just the victim’s defiance... it was the Ripper’s undoing. A haunting reminder that death, for all his efforts, wasn’t his to command.



The Baron

Have you considered a career writing fiction?

When it comes to ripperology, if you continue to have nothing constructive to offer, perhaps you should spell your name "Barren".

[John Wheat]

Breathing... the Ripper’s tormentor. Every faint gasp was a dagger back at him, a cruel mockery of his supposed control...

When the Ripper stood over Tabram, stabbing and stabbing.. thirty nine frenzied times.. it wasn’t rage, it was desperation. Each time he paused, thinking, “Surely this is it,” there it was again, breathing. Soft, relentless, and defiant. It dragged him into a maddening spiral, each stab an act of uncertainty. “Still alive? Then, here’s another. And another.” Until her very existence became his private hell...

And then came Nichols. He thought he’d learned. The blade went to her throat this time, cleaner, quicker, or so he believed.. But doubt crept in. Did he cut deep enough? Was she truly gone? That breathing haunted him, even if faint, like a whisper from the grave. And then Paul arrived, and the nightmare took a physical form.

Paul came, checked, and said it: “She’s still breathing.” In that moment, it wasn’t just Nichols’ gasp... it was Tabram’s, resurrected to torment him all over again..

Breathing, always breathing, clawing at his certainty, mocking his precision. For the Ripper, that sound wasn’t life, it was failure. Every faint breath was like a hammer on his psyche, each one dragging him further into his own personal abyss.

The hell of breathing wasn’t just the victim’s defiance... it was the Ripper’s undoing. A haunting reminder that death, for all his efforts, wasn’t his to command.



The Baron

This is in extremely bad taste.

[The Baron]

Breathing... the Ripper’s tormentor. Every faint gasp was a dagger back at him, a cruel mockery of his supposed control...

When the Ripper stood over Tabram, stabbing and stabbing.. thirty nine frenzied times.. it wasn’t rage, it was desperation. Each time he paused, thinking, “Surely this is it,” there it was again, breathing. Soft, relentless, and defiant. It dragged him into a maddening spiral, each stab an act of uncertainty. “Still alive? Then, here’s another. And another.” Until her very existence became his private hell...

And then came Nichols. He thought he’d learned. The blade went to her throat this time, cleaner, quicker, or so he believed.. But doubt crept in. Did he cut deep enough? Was she truly gone? That breathing haunted him, even if faint, like a whisper from the grave. And then Paul arrived, and the nightmare took a physical form.

Paul came, checked, and said it: “She’s still breathing.” In that moment, it wasn’t just Nichols’ gasp... it was Tabram’s, resurrected to torment him all over again..

Breathing, always breathing, clawing at his certainty, mocking his precision. For the Ripper, that sound wasn’t life, it was failure. Every faint breath was like a hammer on his psyche, each one dragging him further into his own personal abyss.

The hell of breathing wasn’t just the victim’s defiance... it was the Ripper’s undoing. A haunting reminder that death, for all his efforts, wasn’t his to command.



The Baron

[JeffHamm]

More rubbish. There is nothing whatsoever to suggest Cross murdered anyone.

True, but in the end one evaluates a theory by looking at the arguments that are put forward. As we can see, the arguments that comprise the Cross/Lechmere as JtR are simply non-starters. The whole theory comprises attempts to reframe innocuous information into a sinister package. However, as has been shown from the beginning, every supposedly suspicious act by Cross/Lechmere is also found in Paul's behaviour, demonstrating how the "pointers to Cross/Lechmere's guilt" are not pointers to guilt at all. The best case against him is, in the end, no case at all. While there will always be some who will present the case, the case never has anything of substance, and never anything new. Every main point has, at one time or another, been rebutted. It gets repeated, but that doesn't change the fact that repeating a flawed idea doesn't make it stronger.

He was worth looking into, and he has been, and that looking reveals nothing to connect him to the murders.

- Jeff

[John Wheat]

You had better go on, and if you see a policeman tell him

Lechmere, the “concerned passerby,” who just happened to be standing alone... in the dark ... near Nichols’ bleeding breathing body, is looking more and more like a man with a very guilty conscience... and an even guiltier set of actions..

First, Tabram, stabbed 39 times.. Thirty nine! Not exactly the work of a professional... It’s overkill in every sense, the sign of someone who doesn’t even trust himself to know when he’s finished the job.

He didn’t know when to stop. It’s pure trial and error. “Is she dead yet? No? Okay, here’s another. Still breathing? Alright, how about ten more?” The nightmare was unfolding... more violent, more desperate, as if each breath was pushing him closer to the abyss.. You can hear him shrieking Stop breathing! Tabram was the Ripper figuring out his craft, one stab at a time.

Fast forward to Nichols, and we see a very different approach, a 'refined' Ripper, ditching the frenzy for a quick throat slash. Efficient. But here’s the thing.. it’s too damn dark. How deep did he go? Did it do the job? Is she dead, or is she still clinging to life? The man clearly didn’t have a clue, or the confidence to be sure...

Cue Paul hurrying down Buck's Row, just trying to get to work, and what does Lechmere do? He hears footsteps, and suddenly shifts gears, The Finder Act. He gets off, stops Paul and says, “Look, there’s a woman lying here.” Oh, now he’s concerned? Or maybe because he needed someone to 'discover' her with him while he tried to look innocent. He had a story to set up, the concerned bystander act...

But then Paul ruins the script. He checks Nichols and says, “I think she’s breathing.” The nightmare.. the breath of hell again.. And this.... this is the moment Lechmere’s confidence crumbles. Suddenly, he’s not the guy who coolly slashed a throat. He’s the guy who isn’t sure if he’s done enough. And what’s his brilliant move? Helping her? Nop. He backs away and says, “I’m not going to touch her.” Of course not....

Then comes the pièce de résistance: “You had better go on, and if you see a policeman, tell him.” Translation? “Get out of my way so I can finish what I started.” What kind of “concerned bystander” sends someone off solo? This is the single most ridiculous “concerned citizen” move ever. What if Paul didn’t find a policeman? What if he just walked off to work?

Lechmere wasn’t looking to help Nichols. He was looking to get rid of Paul.
And when that didn’t work as planed, what does Lechmere do? He lies to Mizen! Straight to Mizen’s face, claiming another officer is already on the scene. Why? To slip away unsearched and unquestioned.

So let’s connect the dots, 39 stabs to Nichols’ throat slit. Trial and error. Hesitation. Uncertainty. The man wasn’t a “concerned passerby.” He was an amateur trying to perfect his technique, caught in the act and scrambling to cover his tracks.

The evolution from Tabram to Nichols is not the journey of a good soul. It’s the learning curve of a killer who wasn’t even sure when his victims were truly dead.

Lechmere called Paul over, refused to help when it mattered, tried to send Paul off alone, and then lied to a policeman to get away without being checked....

If that doesn’t scream guilt, what does?
It's time to face reality... This isn’t “concerned passerby” behavior. This is get-out of jail free card behavior.



The Baron

More rubbish. There is nothing whatsoever to suggest Cross murdered anyone.

[The Baron]

You had better go on, and if you see a policeman tell him

Lechmere, the “concerned passerby,” who just happened to be standing alone... in the dark ... near Nichols’ bleeding breathing body, is looking more and more like a man with a very guilty conscience... and an even guiltier set of actions..

First, Tabram, stabbed 39 times.. Thirty nine! Not exactly the work of a professional... It’s overkill in every sense, the sign of someone who doesn’t even trust himself to know when he’s finished the job.

He didn’t know when to stop. It’s pure trial and error. “Is she dead yet? No? Okay, here’s another. Still breathing? Alright, how about ten more?” The nightmare was unfolding... more violent, more desperate, as if each breath was pushing him closer to the abyss.. You can hear him shrieking Stop breathing! Tabram was the Ripper figuring out his craft, one stab at a time.

Fast forward to Nichols, and we see a very different approach, a 'refined' Ripper, ditching the frenzy for a quick throat slash. Efficient. But here’s the thing.. it’s too damn dark. How deep did he go? Did it do the job? Is she dead, or is she still clinging to life? The man clearly didn’t have a clue, or the confidence to be sure...

Cue Paul hurrying down Buck's Row, just trying to get to work, and what does Lechmere do? He hears footsteps, and suddenly shifts gears, The Finder Act. He gets off, stops Paul and says, “Look, there’s a woman lying here.” Oh, now he’s concerned? Or maybe because he needed someone to 'discover' her with him while he tried to look innocent. He had a story to set up, the concerned bystander act...

But then Paul ruins the script. He checks Nichols and says, “I think she’s breathing.” The nightmare.. the breath of hell again.. And this.... this is the moment Lechmere’s confidence crumbles. Suddenly, he’s not the guy who coolly slashed a throat. He’s the guy who isn’t sure if he’s done enough. And what’s his brilliant move? Helping her? Nop. He backs away and says, “I’m not going to touch her.” Of course not....

Then comes the pièce de résistance: “You had better go on, and if you see a policeman, tell him.” Translation? “Get out of my way so I can finish what I started.” What kind of “concerned bystander” sends someone off solo? This is the single most ridiculous “concerned citizen” move ever. What if Paul didn’t find a policeman? What if he just walked off to work?

Lechmere wasn’t looking to help Nichols. He was looking to get rid of Paul.
And when that didn’t work as planed, what does Lechmere do? He lies to Mizen! Straight to Mizen’s face, claiming another officer is already on the scene. Why? To slip away unsearched and unquestioned.

So let’s connect the dots, 39 stabs to Nichols’ throat slit. Trial and error. Hesitation. Uncertainty. The man wasn’t a “concerned passerby.” He was an amateur trying to perfect his technique, caught in the act and scrambling to cover his tracks.

The evolution from Tabram to Nichols is not the journey of a good soul. It’s the learning curve of a killer who wasn’t even sure when his victims were truly dead.

Lechmere called Paul over, refused to help when it mattered, tried to send Paul off alone, and then lied to a policeman to get away without being checked....

If that doesn’t scream guilt, what does?
It's time to face reality... This isn’t “concerned passerby” behavior. This is get-out of jail free card behavior.



The Baron

[Abby Normal]

Why do you insist on putting your mouse in a box?

The murder took place in the street, so wouldn't a proper analogy have the cheese sitting on the ground, enabling the murderous mouse to run away?

Did you put your mouse in a box to make him cross (get it?). By the way, mice are not capable of having a 'guilty look', not even when they've eaten cheese that doesn't belong to them. Do your increasingly bizarre posts suggest a growing desperation? If you're truly interested, try looking for the mouse that got away and forget about the poor little imaginary thing you've got shut in your mental box.

yes! as someone with an old house next to big field, mice are a huge problem! i would have posited a mouse in our bread drawer! lol i once caught two mice in one mouse trap.. so like opposite of shrodingers equation ..both meece were dead ! lol!

[Abby Normal]

Schrodingers mouse!

[Herlock Sholmes]

Let’s give ourselves a simple, straightforward comparison to see which is likelier…

a) Charles Cross murders and mutilates his victim and then stands waiting for a complete stranger to arrive whilst carrying a bloodied knife (something that we have no record of any serial killer in history doing). Or,

b) An unnamed man murders and mutilates his victim, hears the footsteps of Charles Cross echoing along the street, then does exactly what all serial killers do…he escapes.

The medical evidence fits both and can’t favour one over the other in such a short space of time.

so,

a) is a named man behaving totally unlike a serial killer (not to mention that he was 15/20 minutes away from clocking on time with walking still to do. A man who was exactly where he should have been at that time)

b) is an unnamed man with no innocent reason for being where he was acting exactly as every other serial killer does by escaping and avoiding capture.


Is this a difficult choice for anyone? It’s not complex is it? We are looking for someone who was a serial killer and who acted like serial killer have to do yet some prefer a witness who acted like a witness simply on the grounds that we can name him.

Has it really come to this? Sadly, yes it has.

[rjpalmer]

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The Baron

"Kosminski was the suspect"

[The Baron]

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The Baron

[Geddy2112]

"The man seen standing alone by the body" - HoL - Jack the Ripper Detective Abberline - Was he any good? (17th Jan 2025)

For crying out loudly... still can't get it right.

Bit of a contradiction:

we have never believed about Jack the Ripper being dead, or that he was a lunatic of anything of that kind.

(36m20s)

He [Abberline] was looking for an overt lunatic..

(40m30s)

Which one is it then? Mmmmm

[chubbs]

The Mental Gymnastics of the Second Mouse Theory

The anti-Lechmere folks act like the mouse is a framed victim in a crime noir movie.

“Listen, detective, you’ve got it all wrong. This mouse? He’s just misunderstood. He’s not your guy. The real perp’s out there somewhere.... probably a bigger mouse, or maybe a gang of them. The mouse mafia, you know? You should be looking at them!”

Meanwhile, the actual mouse is just sitting there with a full belly, a guilty look, and a crumb trail leading straight to its tiny mouse mouth...

There’s one mouse in the box. One mouse! Not two, not three, not a whole gang of rodents staging a cheese heist!

And yet, they double down “We can’t jump to conclusions! What if this mouse didn’t even like cheese? Ever think of that? Maybe he’s lactose-intolerant. Maybe he wandered into the box to warn the cheese about the real danger, and now he’s being set up. This poor mouse is the real victim here!”

They’ll bend over backward to defend him and write a whole dissertation titled, "The Case for the Hypothetical Second Mouse: Why the Obvious Suspect is Totally Innocent."

At this point, you have to wonder if the anti-Lechmere crowd has ever actually seen a mouse before!

This isn’t some innocent bystander in the box, sipping tea and reading a book while all this cheese drama went down....

This is the one mouse in the one box with the one piece of eaten cheese....

It doesn’t take a PhD in mouse criminology to figure out what happened here!
But no. The anti-Lechmere people can’t accept the obvious. They can’t possibly believe that the guy standing alone.. in the dark.. near the still bleeding still breathing Nichols could have anything to do with it.

No, it must have been a phantom Ripper, an invisible killer who disappeared the second Lechmere showed up. Sure, that makes total sense.

Just like the invisible cheese thief that somehow got in and out of the box without leaving a trace...

Honestly, if these people were in charge of actual crime scenes, nothing would ever get solved.

“Oh, yes, we found the suspect standing near the body, while it was still bleeding and gasping for its final breaths, But we can’t rule out the possibility that someone else teleported in, did the deed, and then teleported out before we got here"

"Let’s not jump to conclusions!"


The Baron

Why do you insist on putting your mouse in a box?

The murder took place in the street, so wouldn't a proper analogy have the cheese sitting on the ground, enabling the murderous mouse to run away?

Did you put your mouse in a box to make him cross (get it?). By the way, mice are not capable of having a 'guilty look', not even when they've eaten cheese that doesn't belong to them. Do your increasingly bizarre posts suggest a growing desperation? If you're truly interested, try looking for the mouse that got away and forget about the poor little imaginary thing you've got shut in your mental box.