Originally posted by Mike J. G.
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You’ve repeated the line that I “can’t prove Thompson was in the area,” but that’s simply not accurate. John Walsh — Thompson’s biographer and no crank — stated that Thompson evidently sought refuge at Providence Row in Crispin Street. Other biographers before my work in 1997 noted him staying at the Limehouse Salvation Army night shelter. In other words, there are independent, published testimonies that place Thompson in Whitechapel’s orbit at the critical time. That’s not fantasy, that’s record.
Now, in the absence of CCTV footage from 1888, of course none of us can produce a “smoking gun” photograph of Thompson stepping out of Miller’s Court. But scholarship doesn’t work that way. When multiple independent sources point in the same direction, the onus shifts. If you want to reject Walsh, Boardman, or the other testimonies, the burden of proof is on you to show that Thompson wasn’t there. Simply waving it away as “not proven” is not a counter-argument; it’s an evasion.
As for probability, it isn’t “numbers won’t change anything.” Numbers are precisely what change everything. Major Henry Smith documented a suspect with five very rare, specific traits: ex-medical student, asylum patient, connection to prostitutes, coin fraud, and Rupert Street/Haymarket. Thompson matches all five. No one else has been shown to. The chance of a random man in 1888 London matching all five is astronomical — one in tens of quadrillions. That isn’t disingenuous, that’s mathematics. Unless you can point to another candidate who independently converges on those five traits, dismissing the math is like covering your ears because the answer isn’t comfortable.
You say science doesn’t work that way. In fact, this is how science works: you identify a rare set of conditions, you test who matches them, and you measure the probability of coincidence. You may not like the result, but that doesn’t make it unscientific.
Finally, on the poetry: yes, I interpret it, but it’s not my foundation. The core case is documentary (Smith’s traits, Walsh’s biography, Thompson’s institutional records, geography) and statistical (the probability argument). The poetry adds psychological weight — and Thompson himself called it his “poetic diary,” which makes it relevant — but the case doesn’t collapse without it.
So no, Mike, this isn’t “speculation dressed as proof.” It’s convergent evidence plus statistical reasoning that places Thompson head and shoulders above any rival suspect. That doesn’t mean scepticism is outlawed. But “skepticism” has to be more than a shrug; it requires counter-evidence. Right now, you’ve offered none.
Best,
Richard
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