Lets get Lechmere off the hook!

[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!

[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

[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.

[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

[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