Category:
Crime
We here at Weird Universe have been warning our readers for quite some time about the danger posed by cows who attack. (See
here,
here, and
here.) It has now become apparent that this threat extends to women dressed up as cows.
Evidence: Michelle Allen of Middletown, Ohio was taken into custody for disorderly conduct that included chasing children, urinating on a neighbor's front porch, and causing traffic problems -- all while wearing a cow costume.
In case you have any desire to imitate Michelle this Halloween -- and I suspect many people will be doing so -- it looks like Amazon has a
similar cow costume in stock.
(Thanks to everyone who forwarded us this story!)
Sometimes it seems as if credentials-faking imposters are a wholly recent phenomenon, due to our contemporary insistence on the all-important documentation needed to get ahead. But of course, the human race has churned out imposters ever since the days of
Baron Munchausen and prior, giving our pal Alex plenty of material for his
Museum of Hoaxes.
I ran across a fifty-year-old case recently in
Life magazine from April 12, 1954. The perp was one
Marvin Hewitt, and he managed to masquerade as a college-level physics professor, among other positions!
You can read most of the article here. The ending, unfortunately, was missing from my issue of the zine.
More in extended >>
[From
Life for May 22 1964.]
Our booze appeals mainly to
Eighteenth-century highwaymen.
Ebay seller "pepullperson" once committed a crime that he's never told anyone about. But for the right price, he's
willing to tell you. He says he's doing this to make some money so that his "loved ones are taken care of." Bidding is currently at $20, so he's well on his way.
My guess: He'll confess to committing eBay fraud. But what if the police are the winning bidders?
So many, many incidents in our Weird Universe terminate in car crashes. Yet this Ballardian motif has had to wait until just recently to receive its proper grisly homage, in the form of
Car Accidents dot com.
For its small size, my home state of Rhode Island has plenty of weird news. But living nextdoor to Massachusetts grants me access to the Bay State's copious bizarre headlines as well. Consider these two recent events:
First, a fellow thought he could
drive around with a large safe jutting from his trunk and no one would question him. He has since pleaded
not guilty
Second, a would-be bank-robber felt that the best way to simulate an extortionate explosive device was by
stuffing road flares down his pants.
As anyone who has endured five minutes of conversation with me knows, I'll often relate real-life events to
The Simpsons. That show, like the Bible and the works of Shakespeare, has now reached a canonical mass such that you may find a textual reference applicable to any real-world situation.
Today's printed version of
THE PROVIDENCE JOURNAL offers me another such occasion. There's an article headlined "Police Raid After-Hours 'Sip Joint' in Silver Lake." Inexplicably, though, this piece is not online, so far as I can google. But the barebones of the tale is told in a subheading. "A 17-year-old male who was allegedly caught dispensing beer has been referred to the Youth Services Bureau for prosecution in Family Court."
An
older article which is still available gives us this definition of a "sip joint."
"A sip joint, according to the police, is a place where a bar is set up — usually a house — for the illegal sale of alcoholic beverages at times when bars are closed."
Now, I've often been strapped for cash, but I've never once thought of setting up a tavern in my residence. Yet to geniuses like Homer Simpson, such a plan is their first instinct, as we saw at the end of
this episode.
The term "sip joint" itself seems exceedingly rare, and perhaps limited to Rhode Island.
Can readers supply instances of this practice, and what it's called, from their own regions?
I believe that in Bank Robbery 101, the student is generally taught that when a heist goes sour, one should snatch a hostage and threaten to kill he, she or it. But our boy in
this case was obviously not in class the day that lesson was taught. When cornered by police, he instead chose to take what our Illustrious Weirdo Chuck Shepherd has termed "the only way out."
Feast your eyes upon a true local hero! He achieved a personal best, nigh-terminal DUI rating of .489, as you can read
here.
As the authorities reveal: “'He is in a very small class of people because most people — even heavy drinkers — would be unconscious or approaching death to get up to .5. The danger with this guy is that with that kind of tolerance, you may appear to be fine one moment and unconscious the next.'
"Dasgupta said that for a man to reach a level of .491, he would have had to be drinking whiskey, rum or tequila — 6 to 10 shots — within two or three hours."
But Mr. Stanley Kobierowski also attained the honor of notching up the highest such rating ever recorded in my humble state of Little Rhody.
Way to go, dude!
Who knew that Serbia boasted so many high-placed fans of
Rankin-Bass animation?