A Clockwork Orange
It’s a stinking world because there’s no law and order anymore! It’s a stinking world because it lets the young get on to the old, like you done. Oh, it’s no world for an old man any longer. What sort of a world is it at all? Men on the moon, and men spinning around the earth, and there’s not no attention paid to earthly law and order no more.
For anyone who has either seen the movie or read the 1962 novel by Anthony Burgess, A Clockwork Orange is an experience not soon forgotten.
Alex, our humble friend and narrator, would be comfortable with the situation in the UK today. I submit exhibit A into evidence.
Hey, did you guys know that one of the former hosts of Family Feud offed himself in the early 90’s? Yeah, it’s true. Ray Combs, Google him.
Game shows are a dangerous venue. But sometimes, to find the sickest minds, you look to the contestant, not the host. Case in point: Rodney Alcala.
Alcala was a contestant on the Dating Game (Bachelor number one, to be exact) back in 1978. Alcala actually won, but sadly the bachelorette refused the date. Smartest move in game show history.
“My name is Rodney. I like kids, sharp objects, and hurting people mercilessly. I also enjoy long walks on the beach and my pet cat. Oh, and I’m a photographer.”
Hickory, North Carolina is usually a quiet town. Mountains surrounding, hellish accents like fingernails on a chalkboard, bluegrass playing softly through the valleys, horrific rape. The typical country lifestyle.
Keith Alan Campbell is the atypical countryman. No mullet on his shiny, bald head, over 50 percent of his teeth remaining in his face, and the reflection of fear in his glasses as he carefully carves with his knife. Slice, slice.
Keith Alan Campbell is 41 years old. He lived in a small mobile home in Hickory, North Carolina. And now he’s one of those heart-pounding yellow dots that pop up when you search for sexual predators on Family Watchdog. Why is this, you may ask? The answer can be found around 11:30 Monday night in the Campbell household. But here’s some back-story:
Somehow, some way, this Pillsbury-esque demon managed to wrangle a woman away from the redneck society and claim her as his own. Her name? Nobody knows but Keith himself.
TUCSON MAN ACQUITTED OF 1ST DEGREE MURDER IN STARVING DEATH OF NEWBORN
excerpts of an article by Kim Smith – The Arizona Daily Star
A Tucson man accused of starving his newborn baby to death was acquitted of first-degree murder Thursday and was convicted of reckless child abuse, a probation-eligible offense.
Scott Sullivan’s daughter, Kimberlie, was born on July 14, 2008, weighing 7 pounds, 12 ounces and died Aug. 30, 2008, weighing 5 pounds, 7 ounces.
Her mother, Terri Sullivan, 27, pleaded guilty to child abuse and first-degree murder and is now serving a life sentence with parole possible after 25 years.
The jury found that Sullivan’s wife was responsible for the child’s death.
Defense attorney Dan Cooper said he told jurors the evidence showed Scott Sullivan, 28, was oblivious to Kimberlie’s declining health because he was rarely home and when he was, he was exhausted.
Love irony? There’s some irony at the bottom of this article. Enjoy.
In early 1991, Frank Snyder, nearing 30 years old, was a married college student majoring in sociology at the state university in Sacramento. By all outside appearances, he was a pretty nice compassionate guy too, volunteering as a suicide prevention hotline counselor.
Now enter Benjamin Carlson into the picture. In 1991, Mr. Carlson was 52 and recently separated from his own wife. He became a customer of the suicide prevention hotline, reaching out for help while struggling with depression and loneliness over the holidays.
This is 36-year-old James Clarence Davis.
James is awesome.
James Davis, a man’s man, likes many things that other men like.
He likes drugs.
He likes cars.
He likes sex.
James here is basically like a down-home version of James Dean. Party hard, drive fast, screw as you please.
James picks women he’s comfortable with, and that means they can’t be too independant and they can’t be real deep thinkers.
RAPPER GETS 15-TO-LIFE FOR ROAD RAGE KILLING
excerpts from an article by KCRA-TV, Sacramento, CA
LOS ANGELES — A Swedish hip-hop artist who ran down and killed a man at a Hollywood crosswalk was sentenced Thursday to 15 years to life in state prison.
David Moses Jassy, who also uses the name Dave Monopoly, was sentenced in Los Angeles County Superior Court for the Nov. 23, 2008, death of John Osnes.
Judge Michael Johnson denied defense motions for a new trial and to reduce Jassy’s second-degree murder conviction to manslaughter.
“In my mind, there is no question that this is a murder” and Jassy “deserves every bit of punishment,” the judge said.
FOUR DANIEAL KELLY SOCIAL-SERVICE WORKERS FOUND GUILTY
excerpts from an article by Nathan Gorenstein – The Philadelphia Inquirer
Two administrators and two caseworkers from a city-funded social service agency were convicted today of health care fraud and conspiracy charges stemming from the death of Danieal Kelly, the 14-year-old with cerebral palsy who died of bedsores and malnutrition at her mother’s apartment.
While the verdicts ended a month-long federal trial, they are not the final legal acts stemming from the West Philadelphia girl’s death in August 2006 and the ensuing investigations into the agency, MultiEthnic Behavioral Health Inc., and the city’s Department of Human Services.
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UPDATE: Andrea Kelly, Dana Poindexter, Laura Sommerer, Julius Murray, Mickal Kamuvaka and Daniel Kelly
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