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http://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/2016/06/michael-jackson-police-reports-pornography-collection Reports of disturbing content found in Michael Jacksons home. I can also not recommend trying to find a followup on how Gavin Arvizo is doing today. Unless you enjoy going down the rabbit hole of lovely super fans who are super lovely to a man who, no matter what you believe about Michael Jacksons sexual proclivities, was a cancer sick kid who got abused and used by adults in power of him...
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In a less gory (but no less frightening) vein, let us examine the case of a comic book artist named Michael Diana. Michael (or "Mike") Diana is a comic book artist who had the misfortune of being a little weird in Florida in the eighties. (Weird in Florida these days is par for the course.) Living in Largo, which is more or less a sleepy retirement community, Mike became disenchanted with the church he attended as a child, which he channeled into some anti-religious, anti-authority comics. I'll let Tim Dorsey (one of my favorite authors, writing here under a pen name) say the rest: (click the link to see the full article, excerpts below): Tim Dorsey posted:Three years ago, one of the comics found its way into the hands of a California law enforcement officer. Parts of it reminded him of the then-unsolved Gainesville student murders. The book was forwarded to Florida, where state authorities sought out Diana and asked him for a blood sample to see if he was the killer. After laboratory tests dismissed him as a suspect, his comic was passed to the Pinellas County Sheriff's Office, which charged Diana under a Florida obscenity law. I strongly suggest you read both his Wikipedia article and the full article by Tim Dorsey. (Dorsey's article, reprinted here in Mother Jones, is part of a selection of essays and articles he put out a while back called "Squall Lines". Most of it is not as "political" as this, and indeed a lot of it would not be of interest unless you attended Auburn University, lived in the greater Tampa Bay area, or both. Conveniently enough, I followed the same path as Dorsey through life, so I enjoyed the whole book.) So yeah. It's not a serial killer strangling elderly women with their stockings, but thoughtcrime strikes me as pretty damned unnerving.
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Flaggy posted:Does anyone have a link to the old thread? https://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=3522371
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So, here's another thing. I know this has come up on the forums, it may have been the previous thread or maybe early here, or maybe I just saw it somewhere else on the forums, but if you want unnerving, I bring you more local lore. Luckily (?) for you, I was once again injured on the job, and I've been on "light duty" for a few days now. There is not a lot to do on light duty. So I've started typing this up. I hope you enjoy reading this. If not, tell me to gently caress off. It's another longer one with multiple parts. The New Mexico State Penitentiary Riot Inside the New Mexico State Penitentiary, tensions had been rising for some time. “The Main,” as it was called, was a large prison facility sitting just a few miles south of New Mexico’s capitol of Santa Fe. Rehabilitative and educational programs had been cut due to budget shortfalls, prisoners were complaining about rodent and insect infestations and the exceptionally poor quality of food, and recently started renovations had forced an entire section of high-security inmates into medium-security bunk rooms. Conditions were cramped, and the prison was designed to hold 1,058 inmates. Federal opinion was that the prison was adequate for 900 inmates. At the beginning of February 1980, the prison was home to 1157 inmates, and the situation was about to break. On February 2, 1980, several inmates that had been moved from maximum-security cellblock 5 to dormitory E-2 due to renovations were drinking a crude alcohol they had brewed in the dorm, and they were getting riled up. These prisoners were upset about the conditions, the overcrowding, and about the staffing, which was both short and largely inexperienced; which in turn had created an environment in which prison officials were relying heavily on and rewarding other inmates to provide valuable information about subterfuge and contraband. The Snitch Game that had been purposefully created had itself caused a sharp spike in prison violence in the recent years, and had made more of these snitches be placed into the protective custody wing of the prison, cellblock 4. It was not a good time to be housed in cellblock 4. The Main had been for years suffering a crisis of staffing. Just two years prior to the events of this story, NMSP had a turnover rate of 80%. In February of 1980, NMSP had a single employee that fell into the bracket of having worked there for more than 3 years but less than 20. Some employees had been at the facility for less than 4 months at this time. Due to the staffing issues, training was highly inconsistent and only thirty percent of the staff had any formal training. Officers would report that the week-long orientation in the facility was rarely more than a tour. It was because of this and the chaos of renovations that several protocols were not being followed on a regular basis. One such infraction came from the captain and the lieutenant on shift at approximately 1:10 am on February 2. They went to the south wing of the facility to assist in shutting down and securing the communal areas of the dorms. They passed through a riot control gate that separated the south wing of the prison from the central administrative area. The gate was unlocked and open, but neither was apparently concerned as they walked through the open gate and continued on their way, not bothering to lock it behind them, as was protocol. The gate had been rarely locked for weeks. The prisoners knew this. Storm Clouds Gather On January 11, 1980, a prisoner psychologist had brought up concerns that he believed a riot was imminent, and that a hostage situation was likely. He was concerned specifically with dormitory E-2. Prison officials initially took this seriously and ordered a shakedown of E-2, which returned no contraband. The concern was basically outright dismissed. 12 days later, a deputy warden passed along a concern to the warden that inmates in cellblock 3 were planning on a riot and specifically taking hostages. He said that plans were specifically to instigate the action immediately after an evening headcount, and that cellblock 2 was manufacturing and distributing shivs. This information was cause enough for a shakedown of cellblock 3, but almost ominously not a single thing was found. No increase of security was ordered after these two reports. While this was occurring, prison staff was confused by or oblivious to a noticeable increase in requests from prisoners in dorm E-2 to transfer. One such prisoner in his request stated that “E-2 is getting hot.” The intelligence officer decided that he wanted to call an information-sharing meeting due to the amount of rumors recurring. The meeting was called on January 31, 1980 and discussed riot control, hostage seizures, and rising racial tension inside the prison. The intelligence officer noted at this meeting that the general demeanor of the inmates was currently “Quite ugly,” and the interactions between prisoners and staff and even groups of prisoners had shifted radically in the last couple of weeks. The warden had at the same time ordered a review of riot protocols, and that review was to be made available to all staff, and all staff was to read through it. It specifically had a section in it that outlined signs to look for that showed what type of unrest was a portent of an imminent riot. These signs included: - Increased amount of transfer requests from a specific section - Undue tension among inmate population - Changes in in contact between inmates and staff Only two employees had read the protocols by February 2. On February 1, 1980, an inmate dropped out of an education program because he was concerned with the possibility of a hostage situation. A female employee had during the week been told by an inmate: "When I come and tell you not to come to work the next day, don't come to work." This was not reported to management. The afternoon of February 1, a day shift guard noted that there was an unusually large gathering of inmates in a corridor before presumably shrugging it off. The intelligence officer’s secretary called in sick on February 1 out of a general fear of disturbance, though she had no specific information or knowledge beyond a great sense of intuition. No caseworkers in E-2 were informed about unrest in E-2. The shift captain on duty was not made aware of unrest in E-2. No one on duty was aware of the hell on earth to be released on February 2.  [Next: Without Warning  ]
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Oh man, this is such a hosed up and fascinating story. I can't wait to read it through your excellent writing.
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I've read a book about this, but reading your style and seeing how those unfamiliar will react is going to be great 
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LivesInGrey posted:I've read a book about this, but reading your style and seeing how those unfamiliar will react is going to be great Was it The Devil's Butcher Shop or The Hate Factory? I've read the former. It's good. I'm not going to go into all the politics and I'm not going to go into minute play by play details, but I'm going to do a pretty decent primer and overview. At least that's what the 3,500 words on it I've written so far looks like.
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Little semi-development in the Jon-Benet Ramsey Case, I guess? quote:http://ktla.com/2016/06/23/suspect-in-death-of-jonbenet-ramsey-arrested-on-child-porn-charges/
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Droogie posted:
This looks like it'll be a really hosed up story. I like the way you're cranking the tension up. Just one question: quote:Storm Clouds Gather Is this a typo, or did the guards search the "wrong" cellblock? Obviously they're distributing the shivs, but surely block 2 would be the place to search.
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House Louse posted:
I guarantee you that is not a typo. That information is directly from the official report. There was a LOT of incompetence leading up to this.
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Chichevache posted:Hi, I am a criminal justice student, and I noticed you are speaking in the past tense instead of the present.... Although that person's comment seems silly, his use of the wrong tense in that one comment, plus the follow-up comment where he says his english isn't so good and he gets mixed up were part of the reason he was watched by the police. His Yelp posts were after he had been interviewed for hours on end multiple times by detectives. When one of them read his comment saying he doesn't speak english well being the reason he used the past tense, that was as good as him admitting that he had killed her. Why? because the man detectives spoke to had a perfect American english accent, not even a hint of someone who learned is as a second language. They followed him after that, saw he was only using the internet at the library, installed spyware? on a laptop (a program that did live screen-sharing to a police computer plus keylogging) and told the librarians to keep that specific laptop just for him every time he came in and make sure he used it and not a different one. They watched him making some of those later Yelp posts, from the library, along with checking e-mail, looking up the address and time of the candle light vigil that they discuss. Then for some reason before he logged off he opened google earth, went to a location off the side of the road out where there is nothing, and just stared at a spot on the map. It was out on a highway where nothing means no buildings, other roads, miles from anything else. If he was looking at directions that's one thing, but he was zooming in on a spot a few hundred feet/yards away from the roadside that on the satellite images showed was just dirt. Guess what the police found when they went and checked the place he was staring at... Had he not done that, the detectives said it is very likely it would still be a missing person's case today and he would be just a person of interest in it. The prosecutor also specifically read out those 2 comments on yelp, the past tense usage and him saying he doesn't speak english well. Then she played a video of him talking about her being missing where it is very obvious this is someone who has no issues with english. It apparently made for a very stong no-question case for the jury. Not a smoking gun obviously, but when it is put as the start of a case that is built, it is quite damning. It also connects straight to what was the actual "smoking gun" and the jury was quick to convict because of it leaving no doubt. He gave himself away so completely they had nothing to really discuss once they retired besides that they all agreed. I wanted to give the context because I had only seen tv shows on this case and read about it but I had not read the full Yelp thing from the actual website until just now when I clicked that link. I had just seen screenshots of his major comments that lead police to solving the case. Seeing it and knowing what was going on in his life as he was making the comments made it considerably more interesting. I would normally, and have in other situations, laughed off "armchair detective work" like the person who brought up the past tense verbs but because in this case that comment literally made him tell the huge lie that led directly to the body being found which leads directly to his arrest, it is all so much more incredible than just the fact that a killer is talking online, and I know all of you probably appreciate it in the same way I do. I did all that from memory of the interviews with detectives, the prosecutor, and other things that were on the show I saw most recently covering the case. It is far from a researched write-up, so excuse any mistakes if they exist. Infyrno has a new favorite as of 06:38 on Jun 24, 2016 |
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Sorry I mocked your sleuthing, Grant D.
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House Louse posted:This looks like it'll be a really hosed up story. I like the way you're cranking the tension up. Just one question: It's almost logical- the inmates at 3 were talking about trouble, so they got searched. The issue is that 2 wasn't ALSO searched. Speaking of locks, the ones at my workplace (a long-term care facility) are almost all magnetic. They have their flaws, but I'm glad to not have to manually lock all the doors behind me.
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Droogie posted:I guarantee you that is not a typo. That information is directly from the official report. There was a LOT of incompetence leading up to this. Thanks. That's an eye-popping amount of incompetence (they let the prisoners know they don't lock the gates?) but this one looked especially weird.
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Nouvelle Vague posted:Oh man, this is such a hosed up and fascinating story. I can't wait to read it through your excellent writing.
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House Louse posted:Thanks. That's an eye-popping amount of incompetence (they let the prisoners know they don't lock the gates?) but this one looked especially weird. Speaking of eye-popping, wait until part 3 or 4! 13Pandora13 posted:Cross-posted from the marine disaster A/T thread... Thank you for posting this. I didn't want this overlooked. Blue Hole in NM is a beautiful, terrifying place, in keeping along the goon party line of water being ominous.
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Infyrno posted:Although that person's comment seems silly, his use of the wrong tense in that one comment, plus the follow-up comment where he says his english isn't so good and he gets mixed up were part of the reason he was watched by the police. His Yelp posts were after he had been interviewed for hours on end multiple times by detectives. When one of them read his comment saying he doesn't speak english well being the reason he used the past tense, that was as good as him admitting that he had killed her. Why? because the man detectives spoke to had a perfect American english accent, not even a hint of someone who learned is as a second language. They followed him after that, saw he was only using the internet at the library, installed spyware? on a laptop (a program that did live screen-sharing to a police computer plus keylogging) and told the librarians to keep that specific laptop just for him every time he came in and make sure he used it and not a different one. They watched him making some of those later Yelp posts, from the library, along with checking e-mail, looking up the address and time of the candle light vigil that they discuss. Then for some reason before he logged off he opened google earth, went to a location off the side of the road out where there is nothing, and just stared at a spot on the map. It was out on a highway where nothing means no buildings, other roads, miles from anything else. If he was looking at directions that's one thing, but he was zooming in on a spot a few hundred feet/yards away from the roadside that on the satellite images showed was just dirt. Guess what the police found when they went and checked the place he was staring at... Dude clearly has never played Mafia online before. Posting weirdly, rolling in with huge displays of emotion, not keeping a consistent story. ##vote Kc
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Droogie posted:Was it The Devil's Butcher Shop or The Hate Factory? I've read the former. It's good. I'm not going to go into all the politics and I'm not going to go into minute play by play details, but I'm going to do a pretty decent primer and overview. At least that's what the 3,500 words on it I've written so far looks like. It was the first. My copy of it is floating around the box totes in the apartment.
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PREVIOUSLY: The New Mexico State Penitentiary was a breeding ground for tension through mismanagement, extremely poor and crowded conditions, and a created culture of snitches and informants. Multiple, serious warning signs were handled poorly or ignored outright. The air inside the prison is thick with tension. Without Warning Dorm E-2 was being shut down for the night. Following protocol, one guard unlocked the room, two guards, one of which was the captain, entered the dorm. The lieutenant on duty joined these two shortly after, being allowed in by the guard at the door. The door was likely not locked at this time, as the protocol called for. In the dark, multiple inmates were waiting at key points. The overhead nightlights in the dorm were nearly all broken, and nothing had been done about them in spite of requests to have them fixed that had been submitted more than a month prior. The guards and captain were complacent, outnumbered, and in almost complete dark. Two inmates who had positioned themselves in beds only 5 feet from the door leapt out of bed and ripped the door open from the guard posted, beating the man into submission. Simultaneously multiple inmates jumped out of bed and with nothing more than surprise and numbers, quickly overwhelmed all prison staff inside the room. All four men were taken to the day room of E-2 where they were stripped, blindfolded, and bound. More importantly, the inmates now had the keys to the south wing of the facility. One prisoner took a guard’s uniform and put in on to lead a group of inmates down the main corridor to Dorm F, stepping through another open control gate, where a group of 4 more officers were about to lock down the dorm. They were taken down immediately, with only a single officer putting up a fight that required him to be stabbed and beaten. Three officers were also taken to Dorm E’s day room, stripped and blindfolded. A fifth officer that had been out of sight barricaded himself in Dorm F’s day room where he was surrounded by mercifully sympathetic inmates. One of the newly captured inmates was stripped, had a belt placed around his neck, and was paraded down the main corridor on all fours, being kicked and dragged the entire way. Within minutes, more than 500 inmates were released, and they were headed to the control room. An officer near dorm D locked himself in the educational wing and contacted the control tower to say that inmates were loose. At the same time the officer in the control room received communication via a guard radio. It was from an inmate, and he said that the captain had been taken hostage. Two guards on a meal break heard the disturbance and ran out into the hall to see hundreds of inmates walking their direction, beating a naked man. They saw this through the main security grill, which stood open, and realized that there was more distance between themselves and the grill than there was between the inmates and the grill. They ran north, screaming at the control room to unlock the north control grill. The grill was unlocked and they ran past, slamming it locked behind them. A guard on outside patrol ran into the building, having heard the commotion over his radio. He wanted to assist the officer in the control room because the room was also under renovation, and the electronic locking system for the room was not yet finished. The only lock, in fact, was on the outside of the control room. To open it, one would have to stick their hand through the bars and feel around blindly to insert and turn the key.  Upon entering the control room, the officers watched as 100 inmates gathered in front of the room. The window to the control room had just been replaced- a large piece of bullet-resistant safety glass was installed, replacing metal bars and small panes of steel-grid reinforced glass. The prisoners demanded that the riot control doors and grills that were sealed be opened, and they started beating the naked guard with steel pipes that they had found. The guard was knocked unconscious with a pipe blow to the head and was dragged away. The officers in the control room staunchly refused cooperation. The two officers stood inside the control room and watched as the inmates started beating the safety glass with the pipes. An inmate brought forward a large canister fire extinguisher and threw it against the glass. The officers watched as it bounced off the glass harmlessly. The inmates attempted it again, with similar results. The inmates threw the canister a third time. The officers inside watched as slivers of glass fell into the control room and the window started to crack. The officers fled the room and escaped the facility. In their haste, they were not able to secure any of the keys in the control room, nor were they able to secure any of the riot gear. It’s now 2 am.   The control room NEXT: Don't Feed the Animals
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Droogie posted:
I ended up googling to see more pictures because that first one of the cracked glass really got me and I wanted to see more. No way I looked up anything else though - gotta hear the story from Droogie. Excited for another of your write-ups! Enthralling so far.
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Droogie posted:NEXT: Don't Feed the Animals Keep it coming duder 
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Droogie, I just want you to know that I think you're write ups are really awesome. I wish I had half the talent for this sort of thing.
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Sarcopenia posted:Every single documentary I've seen on anything related to Warren Jeffs like mormon cults have been so utterly depressing. Those poor girls trapped raped and impregnated. Those poor boys, thrown out into a the world with no skills or support so that greedy old men can accumulate all the girl children for themselves. This man, Alex Joseph, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alex_Joseph was my father's best friend. I was supposed to marry Alex when I turned 13. The part of the wikipedia article that states "his wives entered into their marriages of their own accord, initiative and free will, rather than being designated by a paternal authority" is partially true. My father, uncle and my cousins are all polygamists. They had me convinced that this was a great thing to do. They made it sound like a Disneyland vacation. So I wasn't against the marriage. Luckily, my mother divorced my father before I turned 13.
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Shoggoth bgosh posted:This man, Alex Joseph, The article kind of makes him sound like a goofy eccentric by not mentioning him being ok with child brides supplied by his friends. I'm guessing he was not in fact a cool dude but a garbage person who ruined that town by abolishing property tax. Congrats on escaping a horrible subculture.
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Shoggoth bgosh posted:This man, Alex Joseph,  Holy poo poo, thank god you left that situation.
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PYF unnerving article or story: Come and let Droogie teach you about New Mexico
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Jack Gladney posted:The article kind of makes him sound like a goofy eccentric by not mentioning him being ok with child brides supplied by his friends. I'm guessing he was not in fact a cool dude but a garbage person who ruined that town by abolishing property tax. Congrats on escaping a horrible subculture. Most of my father's side of the family are polygamists. They're not forced, exactly, but when you grow up in that kind of culture, with that kind of thinking, it really seems normal. My (female) cousins truly are there of their own free will, though. If they ever left or got a divorce they would not be hunted down or shunned or anything. Strangely enough, there are weird Mormon subcultures within the weird Mormon culture. They aren't all psychos like in the Jeffs or the people in Colorado City.
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Shoggoth bgosh posted:This man, Alex Joseph, The Endbringer posted:PYF unnerving article or story: Come and let Droogie teach you about New Mexico I’ll teach the hell outta you.  Warning This part and the next part start to get exceptionally violent. I mean, like, really, really violent. Imagine something gruesomely violent. It's worse than that.PREVIOUSLY: Inmates seize control of multiple officers in the south wing, one of whom was carrying more keys than he should have. Inmates gain entrance to administration through an unlocked control grate. Inmates smash into the control room and seize all available keys and riot gear. Less than 20 minutes has elapsed.  Don’t Feed the Animals With the keys from the control tower in hand, the rioting inmates had the keys to the candy store. Between 2am and 7am, the State penitentiary saw a rapid succession of events unfold. An infirmary technician locked himself into an upstairs section of the hospital with a small number of inmates. Officers in the north wing of the facility locked themselves behind a grate in the basement of maximum-security cellblock 3. 15 minutes after 2am Santa Fe police start arriving at the facility, and the psychological ward of the prison was set on fire. By this time the inmates were exploring their freedom and their access to the building. Their plan was to allow themselves into cellblock 3 to free other maximum-security inmates, and they had the keys. The only problem with their plan is that they had a ridiculous amount of keys, and no one had thought to remember which keys went where, even though the keys were carefully labelled on the keyboard in the control room. Frustrated inmates were aware of the officers in the basement and demanded of them the opening of the cellblock. The officers refused, and the captain was brought up to the main corridor. The inmates threatened his life if the hiding officers didn’t open the cellblock. They again refused, and the inmates manually opened the cellblock three through good old fashioned trial and error. All the maximum-security inmates were now released. The inmates then started working on entering the basement grate to get to the barricaded officers, who ran to a second grate and locked that. The inmates entered the first grate, and within minutes the officers had surrendered to the inmates. At the same time, keys to the hospital and the various workshops in the basement were located, and the inmates suddenly had access to a plethora of barbiturates and sedatives. Multiple inmates over the course of the next 20 hours would surrender or be carried out by other inmates for surrender, suffering from drug overdoses. The state had a purchasing policy in place that required drug purchases to be made in bulk rather than a small necessary amount to have on hand, leading to a huge stockpile of drugs on the site. Other inmates made their way into the basement workshops where they got their hands on industrial solvents and spray paint, which they immediately started abusing, with violent results. While in the basement workshops, the inmates found a tool that is synonymous with the riot and made everything far worse, a heavy duty acetylene cutting torch. The inmates no longer needed any keys they may have been missing. The inmates with the cutting torch headed for the south wing, as they had more hostages to take and more inmates to release to the party. During this time, Cellblock 6 was breached, and some of the inmates started to realize they had created a political standing, and they had demands they could make. They wanted to speak to the governor and the media. They had leverage in the form of captured guards. They made this known. The National Guard was alerted to the situation and dispatched at this time. By 3 am, dorm D-1 had been released and the inmates had used the acetylene torch to cut into the education wing and they took the barricaded officer hostage. Meanwhile pockets of inmates were formulating plans for prison reform. Others were formulating plans for when they could get their hands on inmates in cellblock 4. Most others were exploring, doing drugs, or breaking things. By 4:30 am, both the Warden’s office and the records room were on fire.  3 am also marked the first known death in what could only be described as a massacre. Deep in cellblock 3, a small group of inmates gathered in front of cell 67. One inmate stood in front of the man inside the cell and yelled to the gathered inmates, “We gotta kill this son of a bitch, man! He’s a snitch!” The group then unlocked his cell from the control board, and entered with pipes in hand. Throughout the cellblock and into the corridors inmates could hear screaming and the man in cell 67 screaming: “¡No era yo! ¡No lo hice!” (It wasn’t me! I didn’t do it!) Outside, one of the towers was focusing a beam of light on the source of the commotion, as they could hear the man’s pleas from outside. Several inmates grew concerned that the tower guard would start firing rifles into the brawl. After a few moments the leaders of the assault decided that the guards would not fire and they continued the beating. Several inmates not involved with the violence were appealed to for help from the inmate in 67, and all bystanders turned their backs and walked away, fearful of retribution if assistance was offered. One of the people assaulting the man asked for a shiv to finish the inmate, and was met with silence. Another inmate held out a pair of scissors. Shortly after, they targeted another inmate and armed with metal pipes and steel bed frame pieces, bludgeoned a second victim to death in their cell. The group moved on to cellblock 12, joined by an inmate that had helped himself to a teargas canister launcher from the control room. Once inside the cell, the target was held down, and the inmate fired the launcher point-blank into the victim’s face. The marauding group quickly exited the cell amidst a haze of tear gas. Inside the cell, the victim’s body lay slumped on the ground, one of his eyes and his forehead had been obliterated. At 5 am, the inmates had realized that cellblock 5, which was closed and under renovation, was a valuable place for them to be. Not having that key, they brought out the cutting torch and entered the block. After an escape 6 weeks earlier, several correctional officers suggested, in memo form, that the independent contractors should be removing all of their tools at the end of each day due to the security risk. This memo was given to the superintendent of correctional security. The superintendent would later say that he never saw the memo. The inmates entered cellblock 5, where they found two more acetylene torches, hacksaws, axes, and all manner of tools. Violence was erupting amongst the rioting inmates along gang lines, racial lines, and perceived and real slights. Just before 5:30 am, the first inmate to be released to authorities for reason of medical treatment was released- an inmate from dormitory A-1, whose arms and head had suffered multiple injuries caused by a meat cleaver. The maximum-security inmates, torches and tools in hand, approached the security gate to cellblock 4. They turned on the cutting torches and started working on the bars. It was only a matter of time now. 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You're a goddamn state treasure, Droogie, thank you for posting all this weird, terrible poo poo about our weird, terrible state. I do love the bit about the standard Albuquerque reaction to an explosion is 'go back to bed if it wasn't close,' though I think that's more of a statewide thing. It's pretty formulaic, for those of you that don't live here. If you hear a boom, assess. Is it fireworks or gunfire? If it's gunfire, is it a lone jackass or a gun battle? Assess who's shooting, is it cop v crim or crim v crim. If it's not guns, just pray it's not a meth lab or some errant bombmaker prick. Hitting the deck if it's close is universal, though.
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Jun 25, 2016 06:51
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"In March 1987 a private detective Daniel Morgan was found dead in a South London pub carpark. He had been hacked to death with an axe. It emerged that he had been involved in selling stories to the press and had contact with police officers. Shortly before his death he planned to expose police corruption. His death was ruled by a coroner's inquest to be unlawful killing. The prime suspect was Morgan's business partner Jon Rees. There was tension between the two over a robbery. Rees had been robbed while transporting money and he wanted Morgan to help him out repaying the money. Morgan did not think it was partnership business and distrusted Rees. Rees and Morgan were drinking in the pub on the night of the murder..." Read the rest of the thread, follow links to a new podcast and discuss it in this thread: http://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=3781133
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Jun 25, 2016 12:54
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Josef K. Sourdust posted:"In March 1987 a private detective Daniel Morgan was found dead in a South London pub carpark. He had been hacked to death with an axe. It emerged that he had been involved in selling stories to the press and had contact with police officers. Shortly before his death he planned to expose police corruption. His death was ruled by a coroner's inquest to be unlawful killing. The prime suspect was Morgan's business partner Jon Rees. There was tension between the two over a robbery. Rees had been robbed while transporting money and he wanted Morgan to help him out repaying the money. Morgan did not think it was partnership business and distrusted Rees. Rees and Morgan were drinking in the pub on the night of the murder..." I just listened to the first four episodes and it is excellent. High recommendation.
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Jun 25, 2016 19:09
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The New Mexico prison riot is one of the most disturbing things I've ever read about. Just unimaginable brutality. Droogies write-up is extremely well done and I can't wait for the rest of it. Theres an old but fairly well done documentary about it on YouTube. Theres news footage and some pretty brutal images on there. If you don't know the story do yourself a favor and wait for droogie to finish. Some of the stories as told by the guards and inmates is absolutely awful. The inmates not as much. They seem entirely unremorseful and the one guy in the dumb hat is actually free. He was charged with crimes from the riot but never convicted. He is free and a complete pile of human excrement. https://youtu.be/3M-hPpuAqwQ After watching that I stumbled across a doc about the 1990 Strangeways prison riot in England. A lot of the same stuff went down during that but on a larger scale and longer duration yet way less brutal. Some horrible poo poo went down but nowhere near as nightmarish as the New Mexico riot. Somehow, just way more British. Some of the inmates antics were downright charming. I love the part where they're dancing on the roof to Snap - I got the power blaring out of a jury rigged speaker. https://youtu.be/jj_boOu_qaM
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Jun 26, 2016 01:49
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PREVIOUSLY: The inmates of the Santa Fe Penitentiary have taken multiple hostages, have basically all the keys to the facility, riot gear, a cutting torch, and literal piles of drugs and chemicals. The most dangerous inmates have all been released, the facility is on fire, and inmates have started slaughtering each other.Graphic violence ahead. Worse than the last update. REPORTER: What was it like in there? INMATE: Man, what can I tell you? It was like the devil had his own butcher shop, and you could get any cut you wanted. Cellblock 4 was anxious. For hours, they could hear the jail erupting into chaos all around them. The south half of block 4 could see inmates in cellblock 3 being released, and they could hear the inmates causing havoc and getting closer. Initially, most of cellblock 4 felt that any riot would be quickly crushed by authorities. They could see local and state police securing the perimeter of the jail outside. The inmates were not aware that part of the demands of the rioting inmates was that the officers not rush the facility, or they would start killing hostages. Cellblock 4 was also a maximum security block, but it was specifically built for protective segregation for inmates that were not safe to be with the prison’s general population. These were inmates you would typically associate with protective segregation- Weak inmates that had been attacked physically or sexually in the past, suspected or known child molesters and child killers, mentally ill inmates, and an increasingly large population of inmates that the administration had been leaning on to be prison informants. The biggest issue is that most of the known snitches had all been in situations where other inmates could easily deduce who had leaked information. Cellblock 4 was also used to house inmates in transit to other facilities, and more recently as general overflow. Cellblock 4 was designed to hold 90 inmates. On February 2, there were 96 inmates housed there. At 7 am, minutes before sunrise, a group of inmates that were referred to as an “execution squad” cut through the last bar they needed to gain entry to cellblock 4. At the same time on the south wing of the facility, a man had stolen away from the violent and drugged mob to check on an inmate he had a fondness for in Dormitory E-1, which was still locked. E-1 was a semi-protective custody area, with weaker inmates held inside. The inmate that had come down to E-1 had mutually beneficial lover in the dorm, and he brought with him a three-foot long wrench from the plumbing repair shop in the basement for the inmates to use to aid in a possible escape. The generous inmate was found outside the dormitory by a group of inmates, and this man was also considered a snitch. Inmates in E-1 watched as the man was hauled away, screaming: “I didn’t do it, I didn’t do it!” His now eyeless body was found outside the control center, his body had sustained at least 50 stab wounds from a Phillips-head screwdriver. The inmates in E-1 wasted no time and used the sizable wrench to break a window out of their living space and escape into the freezing grey light just before the sun rose. 84 inmates in E-1 would be the first to surrender and escape into the prison yard. Meanwhile, inmates inside cellblock 4 started attempting to jam the locks on their cells or tie them closed. Others attempted to disguise their identities by tying cloth over their faces. Inmates started using their lights to signal SOS to authorities. The execution squad entered cellblock 4 and started screaming out the names of their intended targets. Others chanted “Kill the snitches.” The inmates in block 4 looked on in horror as the last of the bars protecting them from a bloodthirsty mass of drugged killers was cut through. Many inmates cowered in their cells. Inside the block, all that could be heard were screams for help and the sound of an inmate reading loudly from a bible as the armed horde advanced; and the police sat idly by within view of the victims. Cellblock 4 had a back door; authorities were at this time well aware of the intended harm to come to the inmates in 4, as the rioters had been broadcasting their intentions via the seized radios. A plan had been formulated to free the inmates via the back door, as Tower 1, the main guard tower, was required to have a master key set to the entire facility. When the keys were reached, officers learned that the keyring was incomplete. They had a key to the back door of cellblock 4, but almost laughably they did not have a key to the inside grate of the back door. Inside the cellblock, members of the execution squad paced up and down the corridors, marking out the cells they needed “the cutting crew” to open with their torches. Some of the squad was impatient to get revenge and having access to solvents and flammable liquids, would go cell to cell throwing cups of flammables into the cells of their victims and igniting them. Several victims would have “carbon monoxide poisoning” as the cause of death. Others were not so lucky as to have that be the cause of death. Targeted inmates had their cells torched open, inmates were dragged from their cells and were stabbed and bludgeoned to death, their bodies unceremoniously thrown from the railings into the basement of cellblock 4, where most of the bodies were recovered.  The first victim in cellblock 4 was beaten to death and thrown over the railings of a catwalk into the basement. A blood-thirsty inmate followed the body down to the basement and found a shovel. He used it to mutilate the body and drive it into the man’s genitals. Above, another man, still alive, was thrown over the railings, but he had a rope looped around his neck. He fell for two stories before reaching the end of the rope, and the force of the impact nearly ripped his head off his body. He was dragged back up and his body repeatedly slashed. Outside the facility, a tower guard could hear an odd whistling noise from inside cellblock 4. Using a pair of binoculars he came across the source of the noise- a group of inmates holding down a victim, another inmate with a cutting torch using the flame on the man’s face. When the torch was applied to his eyes, his head exploded. The inmates then used the torch on the man’s genitals, slashed and mutilated his body, and finally set his corpse on fire. When his body was recovered, the remains weighed less than 50 pounds. One inmate, while awaiting what could only seem an inevitable execution, managed to rip a metal ventilation duct cover from his cell. When the mob came for him, he swung the grate at his attackers, injuring several before he was struck in the head with a hammer and fell. He is only conscious enough to scream before he has the torch used on him. A nearby inmate would later recount to police, “I could smell it, man. They were burning him!”  Other inmates were dragged from their cells and brutally dismembered. One inmate was taken into a hallway and decapitated with an axe. The tool strike marks were later filled in, but are still visible to this day.  Yet others were removed and killed, their bodies heaped into the facility’s gymnasium and their remains torched in a makeshift pyre.  Other victims didn’t leave permanent marks on the facility, but were killed in ludicrously brutal ways. One man was found hanged from the railings of a cell block, his neck had been slit, his genitals removed and stuffed into his own throat. Victims were nearly all dismembered in some way, most of whom were cut apart after being slaughtered. Bodies were found with the word “RATA” carved into their chests or foreheads, gruesome slashes cut into their faces in a mocking facsimile of whiskers. The slaughter and violence came in waves, and after the initial targets were eliminated, the killings became more random over the duration of the riot. Officially, 33 inmates were killed, with more than 200 suffering severe injuries and/or drug overdoses. Unofficially, inmates have reported several more deaths that were not made public, including lists of locations where bodies were stuffed that never made it into the official report. [Next: The Dead]
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Jun 26, 2016 06:14
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God drat.
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Jun 26, 2016 07:48
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That part of that prison isn't inhabited any longer thankfully. It bothers me that those marks on the floor were never covered up. Men were incarcerated there long after the riot. It would have been so easy to paint over those gouges from the brutal beheading of a man and the scorched concrete where men were mutilated and burnt alive. People, as horrible as they may have been had to walk past those memorials of atrocity every day. It wouldn't be hard to cover that horrible poo poo with a layer of paint. Why has it been allowed to exist in full view for so long?
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Jun 26, 2016 08:47
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Has Mythbusters ever tested whether or not a torch could make a human skull pop? That stood out to me and I wasn't sure if a traumatised witness imagined it, or if the right conditions could, what? Boil the brain and increase pressure until the skull burst like Scanners?
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Jun 26, 2016 09:21
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Surely the eye sockets and temples would act as pressure relief valves before that happened. Maybe he saw an eyeball bursting?
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Jun 26, 2016 11:21
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PYF Unnerving article or Story: Maybe He Saw An Eyeball Bursting? My boss did some military training in that prison and has pictures of all that poo poo they failed to properly repair including those axe gouge marks.
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Chichevache posted:Has Mythbusters ever tested whether or not a torch could make a human skull pop? That stood out to me and I wasn't sure if a traumatised witness imagined it, or if the right conditions could, what? Boil the brain and increase pressure until the skull burst like Scanners? Pharnakes posted:Surely the eye sockets and temples would act as pressure relief valves before that happened. Maybe he saw an eyeball bursting? One would think. I paused before adding this one, but did so after the considerations that: 1. It was a tower guard that witnessed it; 2. It appears in multiple sources, some more dramatic than others. Belive me, my description is more tame in tone; 3. I think the "whistling sound" may have been from pressure relief. You have to take into account this torch wasn't a gentle flame or the wide destructive flame of a flamethrower, but a concentrated, powerful flame used to cut through metal. I don't have a hard time imagining that it would flash boil a section of brain and fluid fast enough to cause a pressure release in the form of a quickly cracked skull.
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