Originally posted by Mike J. G.
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Mike,
That’s a clever quip, but it sidesteps the real issue. If the only objection is “you wrote a book,” then every author who has ever advanced a suspect — whether it’s Lechmere, Druitt, Bury, Kosminski, or anyone else — could be dismissed on the same grounds. That isn’t argument, it’s avoidance.
What matters is not whether I have a book, but whether the evidence stacks up. In Thompson’s case it does, and in ways that cannot be brushed off:
- Major Henry Smith’s five-point description of his Rupert Street suspect aligns with Thompson uniquely (ex-medical student, asylum history, prostitute connection, coin motif, Haymarket residence).
- Mathematical probability shows that the odds of another random Londoner fitting all those traits are vanishingly small — effectively nil.
- Documented biography places Thompson in Whitechapel at the time, with a runaway prostitute lover, carrying a surgeon’s scalpel, steeped in violent writings that he himself called his “poetic diary.”
- Timeline: the murders cease when Thompson is hospitalized.
You can accuse me of zeal, but the truth is, when all the rhetoric is stripped away, no one else has yet produced another individual who matches Smith’s description with Thompson’s precision. If there is one, name him. If not, then the case deserves more than sarcasm.
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