Cumbria Killings Today (2 June)

[anna]

Hi everyone,
According to the news programmes last night,and this morning(although this may have changed by now)..there was a family feud over a will..the solicitor handling it was among the victims.
His mother has cancer..and lived in the same village as his twin brother,his first victim,who he shot in the face,at point blank range.His mother has not been named as a victim.
He is seperated from his wife,but has recently become a grandad.
There was a row with other taxi drivers,during which they called him a "mummy's boy".
He told his friend the night before,"you will not be seeing me again".
He abandoned his car,and went off into the woods to shoot himself.
A guy who was caught up in the situation said..I'm not so much shocked,as mad..that a cab driver is allowed to own such weapons,where in Britain,for god sake,not Kabul..what's he want them for anyway..to shoot bunny rabbits,and this is the outcome???
He'd held a gun licence for 20 years or so.

[Nurse Sarah]

Hi Anna

They are saying it was NOT over a family feud now, but there maybe things they want kept private/secret....

Cupboards...skeletons etc

[Phil Carter]

Hello Sarah,

Below are the evocative and chilling lyrics to "Ticking". The song can be heard here...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=So15b6XNuK0&feature=related

Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
From the album "Caribou"


"An extremely quiet child" they called you in your school report
"He's always taken interest in the subjects that he's taught"
So what was it that brought the squad car screaming up your drive
To notify your parents of the manner in which you died

At St. Patricks every Sunday, Father Fletcher heard your sins
"Oh, he's unconcerned with competition he never cares to win"
But blood stained a young hand that never held a gun
And his parents never thought of him as their troubled son

"Now you'll never get to Heaven" Mama said
Remember Mama said
Ticking, ticking
"Grow up straight and true blue
Run along to bed"
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking

They had you holed up in a downtown bar screaming for a priest
Some gook said "His brain's just snapped" then someone called the police
You'd knifed a Negro waiter who had tried to calm you down
Oh you'd pulled a gun and told them all to lay still on the ground

Promising to hurt no one, providing they were still
A young man tried to make a break, with tear-filled eyes you killed
That gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm
Oh your childhood cried out in your head "they mean to do you harm"

"Don't ever ride on the devil's knee" Mama said
Remember mama said
Ticking, ticking
"Pay your penance well, my child
Fear where angels tread"
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking

Within an hour the news had reached the media machine
A male caucasian with a gun had gone berserk in Queens
The area had been sealed off, the kids sent home from school
Fourteen people lying dead in a bar they called the Kicking Mule

Oh they pleaded to your sanity for the sake of those inside
"Throw out your gun, walk out slow just keep your hands held high"
But they pumped you full of rifle shells as you stepped out the door
Oh you danced in death like a marionette on the vengeance of the law

"You've slept too long in silence" Mama said
Remember Mama said
Ticking, ticking
"Crazy boy, you'll only wind up with strange notions in your head"
Hear it, hear it, ticking, ticking


best wishes

Phil

[Nurse Sarah]

Wow, thats powerful...and it's a song?! The lyrics seem very heavy for a song...

I can see why you associate it with Wednesday's crimes.

Thanks Phil

[Phil Carter]

Hello Sarah,

When listening to the track,

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=So15b6XNuK0&feature=related

the sound and emotion and meaning become very intense, though chilling is probably the best description I can use. It always manages to be thought provokingly haunting every time I hear it though. Apparently. according to Elton John himself, on stage in Sweden a few years ago, he introduced the song by saying that Bernie Taupin wrote the lyrics as a kind of assessment of the day, and some 30 years later, nothing had changed....

best wishes

Phil

[Nurse Sarah]

Indeed, nothing has changed...