Nike put together a few of these commercials during March Madness last year, but this one was my favorite, for obvious reasons.  Hamilton, HAMILTON!

By Richard Woolven, Trustee

Like a lot of people the thing I want most in life is to make a difference. A difference to the life of my children, my wife, my extended family and as many others as I can. I’m happy to admit that a lot of it is selfish. I love the feeling that I get from surprising a stranger with an offer of assistance, be it stopping if I see someone broken down at the side of the road, stopping to let a person cross the road or giving directions to someone that is clearly lost but is too afraid to ask.

So getting on the train last week to attend one of our twice-yearly trustee meetings was as pleasurable as it always is. I am not an adventurous person, if anything I’m a very very mild agoraphobic, so getting on a train to London always feels slightly intrepid to me. And the fact that I’m doing it to help others have the family that I already have and help pay forward the kindness of those that helped me is the best buzz in the world.

The meeting was the best I’ve yet attended by some considerable margin. With a successful egg donation campaign under our belt and a number of new ideas in the pipeline the feeling that we, as a group, are genuinely changing attitudes is phenomenally exciting.

It might only be twice a year but it makes a difference to my life and I hope it makes a difference for a lot of others too.

To supplement my previous post on Henry Kissinger, here is a telling little clip from the famous “Nixon Tapes” which were declassified earlier this decade.

Courtesy of Lapham’s Quarterly:

Nixon: See, the attack in the North that we have in mind… power plants, whatever’s left—POL (petroleum), the docks…. And I still think we ought to take the dikes out now. Will that drown people?

Kissinger: About two hundred thousand people.

Nixon: No, no, no… I’d rather use the nuclear bomb. Have you got that, Henry?

Kissinger: That, I think, would just be too much.

Nixon: The nuclear bomb, does that bother you? I just want you to think big, Henry, for chrissakes. The only place where you and I disagree is with regard to the bombing. You’re so goddamned concerned about civilians, and I don’t give a damn. I don’t care.

Kissinger: I’m concerned about the civilians because I don’t want the world to be mobilized against you as a butcher.

Whisky to have more protection from cheap imitations

By Cara Sulieman

NEW regulations come in to force tomorrow (Mon) to protect the reputation of Scottish whisky.

In an attempt to stop cheap imitations from tricking people into buying what they think is the real McCoy, rules on labelling have been stepped up.

Only whisky that has been bottled in Scotland will be allowed to carry the phrase “Scotch whisky” and it must be clear whether the water of life is a single malt or blend.

And a distillery name can only be used if the whisky was distilled there.

“Iconic”

They have been developed by a partnership between the Department of Environment, Food and Rural Affairs and the Scotch Whisky Association.

The move has been welcomed by Scottish ministers, who say it provides much needed protection for the Scottish whisky industry.

Jim Mather, Enterprise minister said: “Scotch Whisky is a truly iconic Scottish product. It makes a huge contribution to our economy and promotes the brand of ‘Scotland’ across the world.

“It is vital to protect the good name of Scotch from inferior imitations, and that is why the Scottish Government has contributed to the development of the new regulations, which do just that.

“The Regulations will make it clear exactly what is in the bottle, where and how it was distilled and will require Single Malt to be bottled in Scotland.

“Economic boost”

“We will work with our enterprise agencies – in particular Scottish Development International (SDI) – to promote the Regulations throughout the world in order to further strengthen the protection of Scotch Whisky in overseas markets.

“This should help maximise the massive economic potential of the industry, safeguarding jobs and investment in Scotland.”

Richard Lochhead, Cabinet Secretary for Rural Affairs and Environment, said: “Scotch whisky is rightly celebrated around the world.

“It is one of our most successful and iconic exports and these regulations will further strengthen its reputation and deliver a further boost to our whisky sector.”

See more of our pictures at our Flickr site and videos at our dedicated channel,  Deadline TV.

They were all high, and their faces glistened under the cheap florescence that twitched above them. Kyle slipped the glass pipe into his pant leg, feeling it fall to bottom and keeping his wrist on the bulge. Everyone else just kept their hands busy, rubbing and toiling over friction and finger. So how the fuck did you get a black eye? Seth asked Richard, keeping his chin tight to his chest like he does. Richard didn’t say anything, but moved his dirty tongue out of the clamp of chapped jowls as if he would start to speak, but didn’t.

He got it doing something dirty, that’s what. Kyle said behind his square glasses. It’s pretty swollen, when did it happen?

I think like a week ago, Richard said, standing up and tightening his jacket up to his neck. Kyle and Seth stood-up. It hurts like hell, but it gives me street cred’. Kyle and Seth did something horizontal with their lips, but never approached a laugh. It was an old joke.

Seth brought the garage door up and bit, so everyone could lay on their bellies and roll into the sunlight. Kyle went first, then Richard. The two squinted as the concrete that surrounded them in the coldesaque dispersed the sunlight at all angles. The garage door slapped shut, bending slightly in the middle.

We need to check out the Chaparral, Kyle said. It’s this dank forest behind the park – you know what, I think it’s owned by the park. Either way, no one goes back there and there’s this tiny-ass river that goes through it. It’s pretty fucking rad. Richard didn’t have anything to say, and after a bit of breathing billowed between the two, Seth came out. He was running with his short little arms clamped to his tee, panting and grinning.

What the fuck are we doing?! Seth asked all at once.

We’re gonna check out the Chaparral. Smoke the rest of the shit, and who knows, maybe run into some other rats who wanna match bowls. Maybe they got danker shit.

I don’t know, that flake you have is pretty good. It burns like a gold amber. Is that stuff from Ah-dee?

It is most certainly from Ah-dee, and Kyle’s glasses bobbed down to the bump in the middle of his long bridge. His left wrist still focusing and pressing on the pipe and bag. You know what? We can get their through your backyard.

We can?

That’s what I’m thinking. You know how your neighbor’s fence goes all the way to where it drops down to the road? Kyle used his long fingers to convey a cliff, and thinly legs traversing it’s rim. We can just shimmy along the fence and drop down. The Chaparral is just across the street and through a fire exit. I think it’s just another block from there.

We can smoke my shit along the way, Richard confessed.

We can.

Can we get to the back through the side, or are the vines still crazy-shit?

I think we can. If we can’t, then we can just go through the front again.

Next person to say ‘can,’ has to do the whole journey barefoot.

I ‘can,’ Kyle said, kicking off twelves and shoving them in a bush that grew around a mailbox.

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I’d planned all month to go see General Rick Hillier (CF/LFC) speak at Toronto Reference Library.  As I knew his book would soon be released and I’d hoped to hear in person his opinion of the progress coalition forces are making in Afghanistan.

A report penned and released by senior diplomat Richard Colvin, released earlier this week, changed both the mood of the event, as well as the subject of Hillier’s interview.  Colvin alleges that prior to 2007 the CAF had knowingly sent detainees to Afghan prisons to be tortured.  Colvin claims that detainees were, “…not high value targets,” that is, bomb-makers, al-Qaida or Taliban terrorists.  Rather, according to his testimony, these detainees were field workers, farmers, tailors, in effect normal Afghan citizens who were often guilty of nothing more than offending a neighbour, seeming suspicious, or being in the wrong place at the wrong time; their punishment was detainment and possibly severe torture.

(an excerpt of the report can be found here)

In speaking about these latest events friends of mine have asked why Colvin waited until nearly 2010 to release this testimony.  Although I cannot speak on his behalf it is important to note that Colvin contends that he attempted on numerous occasions to voice his concerns, in writing, and escalate them up the chain of command.  He states that such attempts were not only thwarted, but that he was actually instructed to, “keep his mouth shut and do as [he was] told”, and to voice such concerns over the phone and not in writing.  His assertion is that CAF and government forces did not want any record of these exchanges.

During his interview Gen. Hillier (who was Commander of the CAF in Afghanistan during much of the period Colvin points to in his report) rebuffed Colvin’s claims and also denied having ever read any reports detailing Colvin’s concerns during his time in Afghanistan.  So, either

• Colvin never submitted any such report.
• Said report(s) were delivered and subsequently ignored, lost, or hidden from the CAF command.
• Or, CAF Command (Hiller) received the reports and ignored them.

The House of Commons has requested a formal Judicial Inquiry.  We Canadians love inquiries because it allows our government officials to display outbursts of righteous anger without danger of any real punishment for those at whom they direct said anger.

Check out these links to learn more about the “Colvin Controversy”

• Travers likens recent events those in Somalia 16 years ago: Toronto Star
• Don Martin: Conservatives shoot the messenger over torture allegations: National Post
• Many Detainees Were Just Farmers: Globe and Mail
• MacKay, Gates talk about Afghan Troop Withdrawl: National Post

truth will out

Emma Cook returns to TOPSHOP for another successful collaboration with the high street brand. This time round Emma has emblazoned jumper dresses and sweaters and cardigans with the average ‘name’ – whether that be Janet or Louise or maybe Geoff or Gerrard. However, I’m quite enjoying the Claire and Grace names being sat next to eachother on the below cardigan… (I miss that!)

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Emma Cook for Topshop, £70

Emma Cook for Topshop, £65

Emma Cook for Topshop, £50

From guardian.co.uk featuring some time-lapse video of Kid Acne, shot by yours truly.

Tha knows: Toddla T’s music guide to Sheffield

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The greatest serial killer in history has never been named. But what if we are looking in the wrong place?

In 1888, a deranged killer stalked his prey on the streets of east London at night. After 121 years since the murder and mutilation of at least five prostitutes, the case remains unsolved and the true identity of Jack the Ripper has never been known. The world’s greatest criminal investigators have focused on searching for answers in London. However, in the 1890s a series of horrific murders took place across the United States in New York, San Francisco, Galveston and Atlanta, that mirrored the attacks in attacks in the UK. In this one hour special, Discovery Channel’s viewers will witness the new evidence, science and analytical techniques being used to reveal the true identity of Jack the Ripper.

NYPD Cold Case Detective Ed Norris

Carrie Brown aka Old Shakespeare

Capt. Ryan,

You think that “Jack the Ripper” is in England, but he is not, I am right here and I expect to kill somebody by Thursday next, and so get ready for me with your pistols, but I have a knife that has done more than your pistols. Next thing you will hear of some woman dead.

Yours truly,

Jack the Ripper

Richard Jones

Known as the From Hell or Lusk Letter

Dr. Thomas Bond

Jack the Ripper victims: Polly Nichols, Annie Chapman, Elizabeth Stride, Catharine Eddowes, Mary Kelly

Broadmoor Criminal Lunatic Asylum

Astonishingly, in 1927…forty years later, a much older Kelly voluntarily returns to the insane asylum and began to chronicle his travels. A typed copy of Kelly’s confession letter survives in the National Archives, and Norris is the first detective to read it. In the letter, Kelly describes having “problems dealing with society“, and being “overtaken with feelings of envy, jealousy, and malice“. Kelly states, “the thing has been hard because of all kinds of ’skank’” (a term he uses to refers to women of low moral character) and “I’ve been on the warpath since I left Broadmoor Asylum.” Also in his letter, he admits to traveling to London after his escape, and more interestingly he tells of traveling to the United States and arriving in New York conveniently before the Carrie Brown murder. He was by profession, a trained upholsterer, and would have known quiet a bit about knives and how to use them effectively for the purpose of murder. Kelly also mentioned traveling to many cities in the US before returning to England and admitted that he came to the US many times over a period of 40 years.

USS Zaandam

Both illustrations of Jack the Ripper

The left composite, was drawn based on 118 year old eye-witness accounts of Jack the Ripper in London. They examined different witness statements and used modern day forensics to come up with a portrait of the killer, even indicating what type of hat he wore.

The drawing on the right, is the result of Mancusi shaving 40 years off of James Kelly’s photo at age 67. As you can see, once they added the type of hat mentioned by eye witnesses, the drawings are a very close match.

In the end, there is no doubt in Norris’ mind that he has found Jack the Ripper. We may never know. John Kelly died of natural causes in 1929 inside Broadmoor Asylum and took his secrets to his grave. In my opinion, Jack the Ripper in America was very well done and is a must-see for all forensic buffs and amateur Ripperologists. I’m interested in seeing further research, analysis and discussion of Norris’ theory. Regarding any factual errors in this post, I apologize in advance, and encourage everyone to let me know what needs to be corrected.

Time After Time

On a lighter note, anybody remember the movie “Time After Time” starring Malcolm McDowell, John Warner and Mary Steenburgen? McDowell played H.G. Wells, who uses his time machine to chase his friend, Warner (aka Jack the Ripper) through the streets of modern day (1979) San Francisco. After watching Norris’ documentary, maybe Hollywood’s silly (but entertaining) version of the Ripper story had a sliver of truth to it after all.

The Secret of Prisoner 1167: Was This Man Jack the Ripper? by James Tully

Hat tip and special thanks to Roy Corduroy for his suggestion to add this book to this post. Casebook: Jack the Ripper gives this book a three-starred review:

A triumphant achievement on the part of Jim Tully, well-researched and written. James Kelly is his suspect, a lunatic upholsterer and wife-murderer who is actually in the Guinness book of world records for his escape from Broadmoor asylum. Tully weaves a fascinating story, regardless of your feelings on Kelly as a suspect. Recommended.”

Related Articles and Sites

Casebook: Jack the Ripper

Maps of Whitechapel, 1888-1894

Ripperological Preservation Society

Jack the Ripper Tours

Serial Killer Database – Jack the Ripper

The Whitechapel Society

The hottest ticket in town!!! ‘The Spirit Of London Awards’

Tower of London (1939) black-and-white historical film released by Universal Pictures and directed by Rowland V. Lee. It stars Basil Rathbone as the future Richard III of England, and Boris Karloff as his fictitious club-footed executioner Mord. Vincent Price appears as George, Duke of Clarence. Actor John Rodion, who appears in a small role, is actually Rodion Rathbone, Basil’s son.

The film is based on the traditional depiction of Richard rising to become King of England by eliminating everyone ahead of him. Each time Richard accomplishes a murder, he removes one figurine from a dollhouse resembling a throneroom. Once he has completed his task, he now needs to defeat the exiled Henry Tudor to retain the throne.

The plot was not derived from Shakespeare’s Richard III, but rather was written by Robert N. Lee (director Rowland V. Lee’s brother) after reading a great deal of British history. George, Duke of Clarence (one of Richard’s brothers) is depicted as something less than the tragically noble figure found in Shakespeare. Ian Hunter portrays Edward IV, who is not depicted here as the feeble, dying King found in Laurence Olivier’s 1955 film version of Shakespeare’s play. The exterior castle sets constructed for this film became a staple of the Universal backlot and could be seen time and time again in subsequent films (most prominently in the 1952’s The Black Castle).

The film inspired a 1962 remake with Vincent Price now in the lead role. The remake was made on an extremely low budget, was shot in black-and-white with a small cast (and used stock footage from the 1939 version for the battle sequences), and placed far more of an emphasis on genuine horror. Price later told Rathbone’s biographer Michael Druxman that he felt Rathbone’s performance as Richard was probably more historically genuine than either Laurence Olivier’s or his own.

Cast
  Basil Rathbone … Richard – Duke of Gloucester
  Boris Karloff … Mord
  Barbara O’Neil … Queen Elyzabeth
  Ian Hunter … King Edward IV
  Vincent Price … Duke of Clarence
  Nan Grey … Lady Alice Barton
  Ernest Cossart … Tom Clink
  John Sutton … John Wyatt
  Leo G. Carroll … Lord Hastings
  Miles Mander … King Henry VI

Make Up Department
  Sam Kaufman … makeup artist
  Otto Lederer … makeup artist
  Jack P. Pierce … makeup artist

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President Barack Obama bows as he is greeted by Japanese Emperor Akihito and Empress Michiko as he arrives at the Imperial Palace in Tokyo

If they are going to attack him for bowing to foreign leaders, they really need to work on getting rid of all the photos and video of Republican President’s doing exactly what they are accusing President Obama of doing.

Ultra-right wing internet news outlet Newsmax had a screaming headline “No American President Ever Bowed to a Foreign Leader — Until Now”. TheFoxNation brays “Should a U.S. President Ever Bow to a Foreign Leader?” Fox News has been questioning bowing all day, with Fox and Friends anchor Steve Doocy, idiotically parroting right-wing blog Hot Air, that “in 230 years since the country was founded in 1776, that no other U.S. President has ever bowed to a foreign leader“.

Come on now! These right-wing folks are making it way too easy. My Google and Wikipedia are in for some fun. I’ll start chronologically, and leave President Bush for last.

A September 2, 1959 Associated Press photo shows President Dwight Eisenhower bowing his head while meeting French President Charles De Gaulle. The caption of the photograph read: “President Dwight Eisenhower bows as he acknowledges speech of greeting by French President Charles De Gaulle on his arrival at Le Bourget near Paris on Sept. 2, 1959. Between the two chief executives is Ludovic Chancel, French Chief of Protocol.”

We also have a photo of President Eisenhower and First Lady Mamie looking pretty chummy with Nikita Khrushchev and his wife Nina at a state dinner in September of 1959. Khrushchev’s US visit resulted in an informal agreement with President Eisenhower that there would be no firm deadline over Berlin, but that there would be a four-power summit to try to resolve the issue, and the premier left the US in general good feelings.

This February 1972 photo shows President Richard Nixon bowing to Japanese Emperor Hirohito. You know, the guy who ordered the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor? Under his orders, on December 7, 1941, Japan struck the US Fleet in Pearl Harbor and began the invasion of Malaysia. At the end of the American occupation of Japan, Hirohito was prepared to apologize formally to U.S. Gen. Douglas MacArthur for Japan’s actions during World War II – including an apology for the attack on Pearl Harbor. MacArthur refused to admit him or even acknowledge him.

In February 1972, President and Mrs. Nixon traveled to China, where the president was to engage in direct talks with Communist Party Leader, Mao Tse-Tung. Yes, the same Mao who is Glenn Beck’s favorite boogy-man . Here is a photo of President Nixon shaking hands and grinning at Mao on February 29, 1972.

Last but not least, we have the hand-holding and cheek-kissing President George W. Bush. On a April 2005 visit to the President’s ranch, Saudi Prince Abdullah is greeted with a kiss on both cheeks and taken by the hand to the house. Jon Stewart did a segment about this on The Daily Show’s. Thanks to Jed Lewison of DKosTV, we have a mash-up video below.

ATENCIÓN: VIOLENCIA EXTREMA EXPLÍCITA

Richard se quedaba muchas noches en el trabajo. Como técnico de laboratorio se pasaba las noches pirateando películas pornográficas para la mafia. Los otros empleados se quejaron al sindicato, porque Richard se quedaba las horas extras. Conocía los trapos sucios de sus jefes, y los utilizaba en su favor. Además, Richard y sus clientes, los Gambino, eran muy lucrativos para la empresa. Richard cerró y ya se iba para casa cuando se le acercó el tipo del sindicato. Se presentó y dijo sus razones: tus compañeros se han quejado. Mis compañeros no quieren esas horas. Dijo Richard, y continuó caminando. El tipo le puso una mano en el hombro, y Richard se giró y descargó un puñetazo brutal a la cabeza del enlace, que cayó como un saco. Se golpeó la nuca contra un banco del parque y quedó ahí. Richard nunca supo si le mató el puñetazo o el golpe en la nuca. Fue a comprar cuerda y ahorcó el cadáver en un parque cercano. Preparó una escena de suicidio y nunca volvió a saber nada del tipo. La policía molestó a la banda local unos días, y el crimen quedó sin resolver.

El hermano de Richard, Joseph Kuklinski, se metía en líos contínuamente, cada vez más gordos. Richard le ayudaba si podía, pero un día, Joseph fue demasiado lejos, incluso para Richard: Joseph violó y mató a una niña de catorce años. También al perrito de ella. Richard se cercioró de la verdad y no volvió a tener contacto con su hermano. Kuklinski despreciaba a los violadores, más aún a los violadores de niños. Para él, el sexo era cosa entre marido y mujer. Nunca fue con prostitutas, ni veía con buenos ojos el negocio del porno.  Sí iba, a veces, a un local de Strip-tease de la zona, en el cambio de turnos, antes de encerrarse en el laboratorio a una maratoniana sesión de pirateo múltiple.

Una noche, Richard se acercó al local de strip-tease. Dijo algo que molestó a una bailarina, y tuvo un rifirrafe con el barman. En mitad de la discusión, el portero le pegó un puñetazo. Richard se fue de allí mascando la venganza. Planeó cuidadosamente la muerte del portero. Tres días después, dejó una ropa escondida en un lugar cercano, se acercó al portero del local desde la acera y le disparó en la cabeza con un 22. Se alejó, se cambió de ropa, se deshizo del arma y volvió al laboratorio. De paso, se detuvo a mirar, entre la muchedumbre de curiosos, el levantamiento de los cadáveres, con toda la policía acordonando el lugar. Luego, se fue a trabajar, mucho más relajado.

Había vuelto el asesino frío, el Dios que manejaba la vida y la muerte. Richard comprendió que debía sacar provecho de su habilidad para el homicidio y se postuló por todo Hoboken.

En aquellos días se reconvirtió en productor de cine porno. Pasó del pirateo a la distribución, y dejó el laboratorio. Y con el tiempo, contrató él mismo a los productores, dependiendo de la demanda.  Nunca iba a ver los rodajes, a Richard el porno le parecía algo sucio. Legal, pero sucio. Y muy rentable. Sin embargo, el dinero que Richard invirtió al principio, era de la mafia, y Richard tuvo muchos problemas para pagar la deuda.

Un día, se presentó un cobrador, Roy de Meo. Uno de los tipos más sanguinarios de la historia de la mafia. De Meo y otros cuantos rodearon a Richard y le pegaron una paliza. Richard pagó poco después. Se acercó al local de De Meo y preguntó por él. Kuklinski el humilde y dialogante salió a flote, y ambos acordaron hacer negocios en el futuro. Richard había encontrado en De Meo un contacto inmejorable para ampliar negocio. Por supuesto, planeaba vengarse. Pero ya tendría tiempo de matarle. Ahora podía abrirle mercado.

Y así fué. Los negocios del porno prosperaron entre ambos, y Richard creció socialmente. De Meo se enteró de que Richard era un frío asesino, y de fiar, y le propuso pasar a hacer trabajos especiales. Richard aceptó, y acto seguido, Roy de Meo, su primo y Kuklinski, se fueron en coche a merodear a otra zona de la ciudad. Vieron a un tipo paseando a su perro y Roy dijo: mata a ese. Dio una pistola a Richard, que se acercó por detrás y disparó en la nuca del tipo, que quedó tendido en el suelo. Roy quedó impresionado. -Joder, eres de hielo, tío. Eres de los nuestros.

Y Roy le presentó a sus hombres: un batallón de asesinos en serie a sueldo de la mafia. A Richard no le gustó aquella cuadrilla. Le incomodaba especialmente Drácula, el primo de De Meo. No eran respetuosos con él, y no se fiaba de ellos. Mientras jugaban al póker, la noche que los conoció, tenían en la ducha, colgado de un gancho, un cadáver desangrándose. Roy supo que Richard no haría buenas migas con los chicos, y le propuso ser su arma secreta.

Vino, en ésta época, Dwayne, el tercer hijo de Barbara y Richard. El primer varón. Años después, los tests de inteligencia le declararían superdotado. Pero, en ámbitos más prácticos, las cosas nunca irían bien en casa. Al menos, económicamente, Richard siempre se portó bien. Sin embargo, en cuanto a la violencia, Richard se recrudecía con el tiempo. Concentraba sus iras en Barbara y el mobiliario. Richard era una bestia. A veces, se golpeaba la cabeza contra las paredes hasta quedar sin sentido, para no matar a su mujer o dañar a las niñas. Sus arranques de ira eran temibles. Un día tiró por la ventana un mueble que habían tenido que subir entre cuatro tipos. La fuerza de Richard era sobrehumana, podía levantar una nevera sin esfuerzo, si estaba lo suficientemente cabreado. Destrozaba tabiques, puertas, y también golpeaba a su mujer. Era el terror personificado. Incluso en los momentos felices, la sorda amenaza de que en cualquier momento, el humor de Richard podía quebrarse en ira, hizo que su familia viviera en contínua tensión, si Richard estaba con ellos.

Para bien o para mal, Richard trabajaba mucho. De Meo le encargó a un tipo. -Cuidado, va armado- le dijo alargándole un sobre con 20.000 dólares. Richard acechó a su víctima varios días. La imagen de Richard acechando pacientemente a su víctima, provisto de sandwiches de pavo y pan de centeno, se repetiría muchas veces. En éste caso, Richard esperó a su víctima fuera de una casa de comidas. Le pinchó una rueda y esperó. El tipo salió, vio el pinchazo y abrió el maletero. Richard encañonó al tipo, lo ató y amordazó y lo metió en el maletero. Condujo hasta una mina abandonada e hizo caminar al tipo hasta el borde de un pozo. Le disparó en la cabeza, y el cadáver cayó al profundo pozo. Condujo de vuelta, se desizo del arma, cenó en casa.

De Meo volvió a humillar a Richard. Una noche en su local, Roy encañonó a Richard con una UZI delante de sus asesinos. De Meo era un loco descontrolado, y era muy paranóico. Completamente imprevisible. Richard supo mantenerse frío y manejó la situación, pero juró para sus adentros que un día mataría a De Meo.

Su eficacia hizo correr la voz, y Richard realizó trabajos especiales para todas las familias de la mafia. Era silencioso, no hacía preguntas, y sus trabajos eran impecables. Pronto amplió contactos y empezó a acumular armas. Su nombre empezaba a ser una referencia como hitman en el crimen organizado.

continuará…