Dear Sir:
I recently came across an obscure open case called the Moonlight Murders. An unknown “Phantom Killer” in Texas and Arkansas carried out these assaults. I noticed some similarities in the descriptions of the crime scenes of these killings and those of the Zodiac Killer.
Since the Moonlight Murders involved slightly younger women and were not as well planned and executed as the Zodiac Murders, this led me to wonder if these were the acts of a troubled young man possibly just out of high school.
Maybe a school official or another adult on the scene, realizing the young man was upset, but not realizing he was a murderer, recommended the young man join the service. This type of guidance is common as the military is seen as place young men can channel emotions into skills in a disciplined environment.
After completing basic training or a tour, the Moonlight Murder came home to Texas. The assailant could have become angry his personal changes did not help him with women. The girls he desired did not respect the prestige and authority he felt earned in the service. Consequently, his anger grew and more crimes were committed.
The police found out a military style watch at one of the crime scenes in Texas and several Zodiac crime scenes. It might be possible to trace the points of manufacture and sales of the watch.
With nothing left for him where he grew up, he reported and was possibly shipped overseas.
My brother, who served in the army during the Vietnam War, told me “all the guys just wanted to get out (of the service) and go to San Francisco to find all these girls with flowers in their hair.” Let’s assume the assailant thought the same way and left the service to start a new life in the Bay City.
However, San Francisco in 1960s was wild and the man in question might not have liked the undisciplined “do your own thing” world of the hippies. Worse, he might not have got the ‘welcome home’ he though he deserved during the Vietnam era.
Therefore, frustrations similar to his days of youth are rekindled perhaps fired by paranoid narcissistic disorder. The difference this time is the assailant is an older; more disciplined person possibly with military training in procedure, weapons, and, possibly, military codes and ciphers. Thus, the Zodiac Killer is born.
However, I think there is another possibility. Maybe the assailant was a person who dreamed of being a code breaker, a member of the Special Forces, a police officer, or something perceived as more exciting and more worthy of self-delusions. A person born on 22 April under the Astrological sign of Taurus is considered by some to be a person of a “special gift” who has the capacity to “hypnotize others” with his personality.
Zodiac has a variety of interests and a propensity towards unusual phrases and spelling. I think this could be an indication of a person who likes to read on these subjects and others a great deal. I think it would be worth checking public and college libraries in the area to find incidences of key suspects checking out books. I think these books should be searched for key melodramas phrases used by the assailant such as “By File, By Gun, By Knife, By Rope.” Is it possible victims used these same libraries and checked out books at about the same time?
Along the lines of usually spelling and rumors the one suspect had sex toys in his possession, is the possibility the assailant was into sexual dominance and submission role-playing. Beyond the obvious sadistic nature of his crimes, these types of players tend to use certain abbreviations such as “D/s” for dominance and submission or capitalize all references to the “master” while putting references to everyone else in lower case despite rules of grammar.
After a number of years, the Zodiac Killer “disappears” leaving a greater mystery.
However, if my timetable is correct, the Zodiac Killer could be as old as 54 when the trail ends. Not only are there changes in the minds and bodies of these types of killers that can cause them to lose interest, but it is entirely possible the Zodiac Killer could have died from a heart attack or other natural causes at age 54.
I also think it is possible someone, possibly with an artistic background, wanted to keep the idea of the Zodiac Killer alive and figured out how to mimic his odd style of communications with transparencies or other devices. In addition, perhaps even more so than the actual assailant, hastily addressed the envelops at the last minute.
I realize my ideas are unusual, but I decided to send it to you in the odd chance it might help.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
On Public Recognition for Synth Pioneer Bob Moog
I came across a post by musician Wheat Williams discussing the effects to get Bob Moog more public recognition for his role in developing the affordable and musician friendly keyboard synthesizer.
Williams wrote, "Thanks for your note, and for your support! (Your letter and DVD to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is) quite a coincidence: just this week Michelle Moog-Koussa, the Director of the Bob Moog Memorial Foundation, went to Cleveland and met with the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame museum staff."
"(Michelle and I) are starting work on a Bob Moog museum in Asheville, North Carolina... to enlist their expertise--not to get Bob inducted, but to engage them on another level.
I will forward (your email...) to Michelle.
Wheat Williams
4/1/09 9:38
My email to Mr. Williams:
I saw one of your posts on Harmony-Central. I thought you might be interested to know I sent a package, including the DVD documentary on Bob Moog (as an "Innovator" and Clarance "Gatemouth" Brown as a RRHF "Influence"), to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame (RRHF) as they have categories beyond the rock artists themselves.
The RRHF was impressed with my package, but I got the impression "people in New York" take care of the nominating process. It sounded like there was not even a person identified to them which they could forward my package. I've heard the editor of Rolling Stone has become more involved over the years as others have dropped out.
Anyway, I thought you might find it interesting that somebody gave it shot. I strongly think awards mean more if they are given while the person is still alive!
http://moogfoundation.org/wheat@moogfoundation.org
Williams wrote, "Thanks for your note, and for your support! (Your letter and DVD to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is) quite a coincidence: just this week Michelle Moog-Koussa, the Director of the Bob Moog Memorial Foundation, went to Cleveland and met with the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame museum staff."
"(Michelle and I) are starting work on a Bob Moog museum in Asheville, North Carolina... to enlist their expertise--not to get Bob inducted, but to engage them on another level.
I will forward (your email...) to Michelle.
Wheat Williams
4/1/09 9:38
My email to Mr. Williams:
I saw one of your posts on Harmony-Central. I thought you might be interested to know I sent a package, including the DVD documentary on Bob Moog (as an "Innovator" and Clarance "Gatemouth" Brown as a RRHF "Influence"), to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame (RRHF) as they have categories beyond the rock artists themselves.
The RRHF was impressed with my package, but I got the impression "people in New York" take care of the nominating process. It sounded like there was not even a person identified to them which they could forward my package. I've heard the editor of Rolling Stone has become more involved over the years as others have dropped out.
Anyway, I thought you might find it interesting that somebody gave it shot. I strongly think awards mean more if they are given while the person is still alive!
http://moogfoundation.org/wheat@moogfoundation.org
So, That's How a Programmer Named an Aircraft
Years ago, I entered a contest to name the stealth fighter. My submission arrived too late. Later, an officer contacted me saying they liked the names I suggested and that they might be good names for something else. The first one is on display now, but I’m not sure the other exists:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RQ-3_DarkStar
http://www.aviationweek.com/aw/generic/story_generic.jsp?channel=awst&id=news/030606p1.xml Blackstar
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RQ-3_DarkStar
http://www.aviationweek.com/aw/generic/story_generic.jsp?channel=awst&id=news/030606p1.xml Blackstar
Friday, April 10, 2009
Paul is Dead? John Lennon Continues to Be Dead
Interesting web site to check out if your into myths about rock stars: http://rgarypatterson.com/index.htm Patterson said the other night on America: Coast to Coast that a mathematician told him rock stars are twice as likely to die at age 27 then any other age. There is a rock myth about the age of 27.
Normally, I don't share this story, but I wanted to talk about John Lennon's death.
I attended a large high school in the mid-west. When I was in high school, I used to write my name of the inside pages of my books to mark them. Once, when asked about it, I pointed out I didn't have to use my name, I could write anything different. So, at that moment I wrote several titles of Beatle songs instead inside of the book.
The book? The Cather in the Rye.
The year? 1980.
During my senior year, I got sick and was off a number of weeks. During this time, I did a lot of thinking. It was increasingly obvious that with Jeff and I going away to separate colleges and Mike and Tony attending locally, the band and my friendships were likely in trouble. In the fall, I wrote a song about this problem called I'm Loosing You.
Someone told me a station would be playing the new John Lennon album, Double Fantasy, late that night and he offered to tape it for me as I had to sleep. With the exception of some of the chords and a few lyrics, the record contained a similar song also called I'm Loosing You. One of my dorm mates thought it was "good" I wrote a song like Lennon's. But, I explained no one would believe the coincidence I wrote a song similar to John Lennon's and the world didn't need two such similar songs.
Lennon seemed uneasy about the record and what might happen next despite the great popular will surrounding him and the confidence of producer Jack Douglas.
While away at college, I started having a series of dreams. Not about the album covers on the dorm walls, college sex, exams, or my drunken professors, but of being shot while walking into a large old near by building.
On December 8, 1980, I was listening to a popular local FM station when they announced John Lennon had been shot. Mark David Chapman, who had asked for Lennon to autograph an album earlier in the evening, who was holding a copy of The Cather in the Rye, and thought John Lennon was a fake for living far different than his imagery, had shot John Lennon dead.
At the time, Chapman seemed to want to be the person who would stop or reverse what he saw as the increasingly cynical Lennon. Perhaps, in the mind of a crazy person, he would somehow replace John Lennon as someone more authentic. Later, Chapman would say it was like he was possessed.
I had no more dreams of being shot.
When I returned to the dorm, the halls were filled with the sounds of Lennon's music. I wanted no part of it suggesting they should allow him a moment.
Mom later bought me a copy of People magazine with Lennon on the cover. Mom told several people, "It was like Chapman shot (me) too."
Playboy ran an interview with John Lennon where he frequently joked about readers bypassing him for "page 196." As I recall, 196 is one of the pages I marked in my copy of Cather in the Rye.
On McCartney, my memory is he got mad in the studio one night and raced off on a motor bike similar to one in HELP! and hit a car. This does not necessarily kill a person, but it tends to mess up their bits. Eventually, if all goes well, it can lead to band humor...and myth making and record sales.
By the way, John and Yoko were almost killed in a car accident later.
Jim Morrison though the government was out to get them all. This is why he went to France. Well, if they were out to get them, then it would be while they were doing the most dangerous thing they regularly enjoyed as it makes for a more believable story.
Normally, I don't share this story, but I wanted to talk about John Lennon's death.
I attended a large high school in the mid-west. When I was in high school, I used to write my name of the inside pages of my books to mark them. Once, when asked about it, I pointed out I didn't have to use my name, I could write anything different. So, at that moment I wrote several titles of Beatle songs instead inside of the book.
The book? The Cather in the Rye.
The year? 1980.
During my senior year, I got sick and was off a number of weeks. During this time, I did a lot of thinking. It was increasingly obvious that with Jeff and I going away to separate colleges and Mike and Tony attending locally, the band and my friendships were likely in trouble. In the fall, I wrote a song about this problem called I'm Loosing You.
Someone told me a station would be playing the new John Lennon album, Double Fantasy, late that night and he offered to tape it for me as I had to sleep. With the exception of some of the chords and a few lyrics, the record contained a similar song also called I'm Loosing You. One of my dorm mates thought it was "good" I wrote a song like Lennon's. But, I explained no one would believe the coincidence I wrote a song similar to John Lennon's and the world didn't need two such similar songs.
Lennon seemed uneasy about the record and what might happen next despite the great popular will surrounding him and the confidence of producer Jack Douglas.
While away at college, I started having a series of dreams. Not about the album covers on the dorm walls, college sex, exams, or my drunken professors, but of being shot while walking into a large old near by building.
On December 8, 1980, I was listening to a popular local FM station when they announced John Lennon had been shot. Mark David Chapman, who had asked for Lennon to autograph an album earlier in the evening, who was holding a copy of The Cather in the Rye, and thought John Lennon was a fake for living far different than his imagery, had shot John Lennon dead.
At the time, Chapman seemed to want to be the person who would stop or reverse what he saw as the increasingly cynical Lennon. Perhaps, in the mind of a crazy person, he would somehow replace John Lennon as someone more authentic. Later, Chapman would say it was like he was possessed.
I had no more dreams of being shot.
When I returned to the dorm, the halls were filled with the sounds of Lennon's music. I wanted no part of it suggesting they should allow him a moment.
Mom later bought me a copy of People magazine with Lennon on the cover. Mom told several people, "It was like Chapman shot (me) too."
Playboy ran an interview with John Lennon where he frequently joked about readers bypassing him for "page 196." As I recall, 196 is one of the pages I marked in my copy of Cather in the Rye.
On McCartney, my memory is he got mad in the studio one night and raced off on a motor bike similar to one in HELP! and hit a car. This does not necessarily kill a person, but it tends to mess up their bits. Eventually, if all goes well, it can lead to band humor...and myth making and record sales.
By the way, John and Yoko were almost killed in a car accident later.
Jim Morrison though the government was out to get them all. This is why he went to France. Well, if they were out to get them, then it would be while they were doing the most dangerous thing they regularly enjoyed as it makes for a more believable story.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Fender Guitars...Made in Japan?
Yes, there was a time when the best Strats were made in Japan (MIJ). My 1962 reissue (62RI) was blue, before it turned purple. It has two different types of body wood for richer tone, SRV pickups with a reverse wound middle, a five way switch, and, later, a DeTemple mystery metal tremolo block. Dealer said it was MIJ Custom Shop, but I don't know if there was ever such a thing. Regardless, it can go from surf to jazz to Van Halen without active tone controls.
After being worth about what I paid for it, it has suddenly doubled in value.
These guys pick up the story: http://www.guitaremporium.co.uk/
After being worth about what I paid for it, it has suddenly doubled in value.
These guys pick up the story: http://www.guitaremporium.co.uk/
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Girls Bending Over Their Boyfriends?
I was talking to a woman in her twenties who really enjoys giving her boyfriends anal sex.
She said, "I was first introduced to sex toys when I experimented with having a lesbian relationship in high school." Apparently, she begged off beaver, but kept the toys for working the boys.
"I don't fuck all of my boyfriends up the ass. But, I've really never had a problem getting guys to let me do it (to them). The first time, I usually let them pick out which toy I am going to use. I find this helps them and, depending on which toy they select, I can tell how much they are really into it."
Interestingly, she didn't describe her boyfriends as bisexual or effeminate.
Women, by their nature, are used to penetration as part of sex. Though, you might be shocked to know some radial feminist consider any form of penetration to be rape. Fortunately, most women disagree and we all are conceived and most of us born. (In the U.S., there are about 700,000 to 1,000,000 abortions per year.)
However, due to social and physical differences, men aren't typically open to being penetrated of course. For some men, it can be a life changing experience in regards to how they view women, their sexual orientation, or how they see themselves in sex roles. For example, many men will only "serve" dominate women after such an encounter and a few I've heard of aren't capable of achieving further erections leaving them open to being cuckolded.
Interestingly, she hadn't considered any of these outcomes.
I suspect she's had at least ten lovers who's lives she's changed for ever.
Anyway, there are a number of websites and at least one good book on bending over your boyfriend to search out if you are interested.
She said, "I was first introduced to sex toys when I experimented with having a lesbian relationship in high school." Apparently, she begged off beaver, but kept the toys for working the boys.
"I don't fuck all of my boyfriends up the ass. But, I've really never had a problem getting guys to let me do it (to them). The first time, I usually let them pick out which toy I am going to use. I find this helps them and, depending on which toy they select, I can tell how much they are really into it."
Interestingly, she didn't describe her boyfriends as bisexual or effeminate.
Women, by their nature, are used to penetration as part of sex. Though, you might be shocked to know some radial feminist consider any form of penetration to be rape. Fortunately, most women disagree and we all are conceived and most of us born. (In the U.S., there are about 700,000 to 1,000,000 abortions per year.)
However, due to social and physical differences, men aren't typically open to being penetrated of course. For some men, it can be a life changing experience in regards to how they view women, their sexual orientation, or how they see themselves in sex roles. For example, many men will only "serve" dominate women after such an encounter and a few I've heard of aren't capable of achieving further erections leaving them open to being cuckolded.
Interestingly, she hadn't considered any of these outcomes.
I suspect she's had at least ten lovers who's lives she's changed for ever.
Anyway, there are a number of websites and at least one good book on bending over your boyfriend to search out if you are interested.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Fiction: Travelling
Seth Myers was the assistant coach on a slightly better than mid major college basketball team. His coach, well known to all of you, suggested he go on vacation to see his relatives. While visiting the east coast, the coach advised he try and find out if a frustrated freshman, who was warming the bench for a big time school, might be interested in transferring.
After a series of "James Bond" like meetings in Georgetown, Myers got the deal done. Text messages are so handy.
With time to spare, Seth decided to serve his other interests and slide into a well known fetish boutique which happened to be down the street.
Most such establishments are quite disappointing, but not this one. It was clean, well lit, and fully stocked. Best of all, the help looked like classic text book dominatrices being tall, beautiful, and black leather clad.
Upon his arrival, the black goddess announced she was going to a late lunch. The other encouraged Seth to try anything he wanted.
"Come on; be a bit adventurous," She said.
Eventually, Seth picked out a naughty Catholic school girl outfit and was surprised to find himself bold enough to try it on and model it in front of the saleswoman and a few customers.
"You look great. Do you have any good shoes? Oh, and you needs some handcuffs."
Seth found himself roaming around the store in perfect comfort in a pair of boots that matched his outfit. Moving towards the back outside wall, he found himself a bit stumped while looking at some of the unusual metal items one of which he picked up.
"Oh, I know you. You need to try that on now."
Responding to the clerk, Seth retired to the dressing room. After stripping, Seth finally got the device just as the clerk checked on him.
"Well, come out and show us!"
"Ah, I don't really have much on..."
"It will be alright."
In the safety of the boutique, Seth slid out of the dressing room to display himself in the see through locking metal chastity. He noticed the other clerk had returned and she joined the other to check him out.
"Perfect," She said. "You've done a good job with this one."
Seth's dick bolt upright, but fully caged in the device.
As they rang up his purchases, Seth was worried they were somewhat extravagant. Yet, he decided it was worth it as it included the experience.
At the airport, he decided to FedEx the hardware home.
Upon landing at his airport, he changed into the school girl outfit, walked out to his car, and drove the 100 miles home. He was a little nervous, but he was deeply changed and content at the same time.
After a series of "James Bond" like meetings in Georgetown, Myers got the deal done. Text messages are so handy.
With time to spare, Seth decided to serve his other interests and slide into a well known fetish boutique which happened to be down the street.
Most such establishments are quite disappointing, but not this one. It was clean, well lit, and fully stocked. Best of all, the help looked like classic text book dominatrices being tall, beautiful, and black leather clad.
Upon his arrival, the black goddess announced she was going to a late lunch. The other encouraged Seth to try anything he wanted.
"Come on; be a bit adventurous," She said.
Eventually, Seth picked out a naughty Catholic school girl outfit and was surprised to find himself bold enough to try it on and model it in front of the saleswoman and a few customers.
"You look great. Do you have any good shoes? Oh, and you needs some handcuffs."
Seth found himself roaming around the store in perfect comfort in a pair of boots that matched his outfit. Moving towards the back outside wall, he found himself a bit stumped while looking at some of the unusual metal items one of which he picked up.
"Oh, I know you. You need to try that on now."
Responding to the clerk, Seth retired to the dressing room. After stripping, Seth finally got the device just as the clerk checked on him.
"Well, come out and show us!"
"Ah, I don't really have much on..."
"It will be alright."
In the safety of the boutique, Seth slid out of the dressing room to display himself in the see through locking metal chastity. He noticed the other clerk had returned and she joined the other to check him out.
"Perfect," She said. "You've done a good job with this one."
Seth's dick bolt upright, but fully caged in the device.
As they rang up his purchases, Seth was worried they were somewhat extravagant. Yet, he decided it was worth it as it included the experience.
At the airport, he decided to FedEx the hardware home.
Upon landing at his airport, he changed into the school girl outfit, walked out to his car, and drove the 100 miles home. He was a little nervous, but he was deeply changed and content at the same time.
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