“BOYLE: I think you went for another purpose. Do you understand what I’m saying? I think you are in serious trouble.
SUTCLIFFE: I think you have been leading to it.
BOYLE: Leading up to what?
SUTCLIFFE. The Yorkshire Ripper.
BOYLE: What about the Yorkshire Ripper?
SUTCLIFFE: Well, it’s me.”
Somebody’s husband, somebody’s son; The story of the Yorkshire Ripper
GORDON BURN
Faber & Faber, 2019 (publicado originalmente en 1984)
354 págs.
“Leon County Chief of Detectives, Jack Poitinger, would give a deposition to the defense team in which he recalled that Ted had told him a day later he had a desire to cause great bodily harm to females. Poitinger had asked him why he had such a proclivity for stealing Volkswagens, and he’d said it was because they got good gas mileage.
“Well, come on, Ted. What else is there about it?”
“Well, you can take out the front seat”.
There was a hesitation on Ted’s part, and Poitinger said, “It might be easy to carry someone in the car that way”.
“I don’t like to use that terminology”.
The detectives and the suspect fished around for a word that would suit, and came up with “cargo”.
“It’s easier to carry cargo in them”.
“Why is it easy to carry cargo?”
“You can control it better…”
The stranger beside me
ANN RULE
Sphere, 2019 (publicado originalmente por WW Norton en 1980)
518 págs.
A veces la cara no es el espejo del alma. Pues de ser así, la mayoría de los protagonistas del tercer episodio de nuestro podcast irían por la vida como el Fari comiendo limones. Pero nunca juzgues un libro por la portada: Rodney Alcalá “The Dating Game Killer”, Paul Bernardo “Ken”, Richard Ramírez “The Night Stalker”, y Paul Knowles “The Casanova Killer” parecían salidos de un anuncio de Tommy Hillfiger, sí, pero de la piel pa’dentro eran los monstruos más deleznables del oficio. Nunca se fíen de un guapo.
Ah, sí, pueden hacerse miembros de nuestra iglesia clickeando este link.
(Debo decir que me flipa particularmente la imagen de cartela de este episodio)
“Pauline wished her mother dead. She had wanted the bloody bitch for ages. Her mother had it coming to her for her ill humour, her nagging, her stupidity, her small-mindedness. Pauline would never forget the unhappiness of her childhood, everything that had happened to her. The way she had been double-crossed over Nicholas was unforgivable: her mother had promised she could see him again if she were good, but when she was good she had backtracked. And there was the way she repeatedly threatened her not being able to see Deborah again is she didn’t put on weight, or didn’t do this or didn’t do that. She had not forgotten, either, the time in February, the insulting remarks she had made about Deborah’s mother.
From the start of the girls’ friendship Juliet had been the source of almost all their peculiar ideas and Pauline her handmaiden, but after Juliet came home from the sanatorium and the relationship became more sexualised this had changed: Juliet had come to need Pauline every bit as much as Pauline needed her, perhaps more. Hilda Hulme would say Pauline was one of the few people Juliet ever treated as an equal. Bill Perry noticed that whenever Pauline left Ilam to return home Juliet would become ill and stay in bed for a day or two. When she recovered she would demand Hilda’s constant attention. This was why Pauline’s presence at Ilam was so willingly tolerated: it was a welcome diversion.
Now it was Pauline who had come up with the plan to kill Nora Rieper. When she revealed it, Juliet had had some reservations but soon agreed. If Gina were prepared to commit murder, how could she, Deborah, be so ignoble and weak-kneed as to stand aside and not take part? What was it anyway to extinguish the life of an unhappy woman whose existence was displeasing to Gina? By what right did such a woman continue to live? Diello wouldn’t hesitate to do what was necessary. Nor would Field Marshall Rommel, Rupert of Hentzau, Prince John, or anyone else of true worth. Their deed would prove they were alive -not, like the rest of humanity, ruled by a cowardly voice that always put caution first.”
So brilliantly clever: Parker, Hulme and the murder that shocked the world
PETER GRAHAM
Skyhorse Publishing, 2013
325 págs.
Pueden escucharlo aquí. El periodista valenciano Javier Cavanilles y yo mismo, Kiko Amat, esq., le damos a la sin hueso durante 45 minutos del ala. El tema, naturalmente, son los asesinatos Manson, que vuelven a la proverbial palestra gracias a la reedición de Helter Skelter de Vincent Bugliosi & Curt Gentry (con prólogo de su vecino y amigo Kiko Amat) y Once upon a time in Hollywood, el nuevo filme de Quentin Tarantino.
Una charla prolija, rebosante de trivia friqui y análisis coyuntural, así como de un buen número de lúdicas paridas y comparaciones audaces. Lo pasé muy bien realizándola.
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