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The Grease Of G-d

Posted in Music, Religion, Undogegorized by chamblee54 on February 23, 2013

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A longtime friend of PG wrote:
The death of Mindy McCready has given me pause to stop and think. I wonder who thought it would be okay for a grieving woman with suicidal tendencies to stay in a house where her significant other killed himself just a month before? I read an outcry by people who blamed the lack of gun control as the cause. Her weapon of choice was not a gun, it was her depression. If pills had been close I guarantee she would have chosen that path of destruction taken to it’s end result. When she was thrown in jail for her drug fueled probation violation, I knew that was not the action to take. But who am I to say anything other than, but by the grace of God, there could go I.
To begin with, PG does not follow country music. The first time he had heard of Mindy McCready was the news of her suicide. It is like turning the tv onto a movie in the last five minutes.

That said, and with a certain ignorance of the story affirmed, there are a few comments springing out of the discussion. One is the comparison of guns to pills. Most pills have a medical purpose. The misuse of these substances through self medication seems to happen, no matter how many rules get made. A pistol, on the other hand, is designed to kill or intimidate.

A pistol is much more efficient at delivering death than a pill bottle. Yes, excessive consumption of substances can lead to an early grave, but there is always the chance that you can sober up, get detoxed, and live a few more decayed decades. If you decide that your troubles are too much, and you use a pistol, then the odds of recovery are slim. It should be noted that the judgement used to make this decision is often clouded by the pills in question. The decision to end your life is usually not made with a clear head.

There was one more saying that caught PG… “but by the grace of G-d, there could go I.” As readers of Chamblee54 know, PG has conflicted views about G-d. Religion can be a source of misery, and making excuses for the spirit at the center can get old.

There is another, broader view of this saying. If you see G-d as being the feng shui of the planet, then it makes a bit more sense. PG has taken more than his share of chances. Some of them have been incredibly foolish. He has been caught a few times. Still, he is here, writing this post, fifty nine years after it started. Maybe it is the grease of G-d that lubricates life, so that the gears continue to turn.

Pictures are from The Library of Congress.

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Umbrage

Posted in forty four words, Trifecta by chamblee54 on February 22, 2013

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The kitchen pricked him,
discovering mother’s need to devour her life
with comforting quiescence.
A sense of umbrage,
a hanging pink impatiens plant,
and spray remnants of corporeality
were wrapped around the rifle.

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Liberal Conservative

Posted in forty four words, Undogegorized by chamblee54 on February 22, 2013

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Liberal and conservative are meaningless labels.
This is true with capital, or small letters.
The use of these words as insults says more about the talker,
than the object of derision.
The same goes for terrorist.
Hypocrisy is in the eye of the beholder.

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Is Georgia Smart Enough To Kill People?

Posted in The Death Penalty by chamblee54 on February 21, 2013

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The fishwrapper has two stories this morning. Both confirm the notion that the State of Georgia is not smart enough to handle capital punishment.

Warren Hill stay of execution stands deals with the black man scheduled for execution this week. ” A psychiatrist and two psychologists who worked for the state recently told Hill’s lawyer that they had been rushed to make an evaluation 13 years ago, that they are now more experienced than they were then and there had been advances made in the profession’s understanding of mental retardation.” If the court had waited a half hour to act, it would have been too late.

Court of Appeals stays execution scheduled for Thursday deals with the white man scheduled to die. (The GDC seems to keep a white-black equality of prisoners executed.) ” the appellate judges are considering whether a prison pharmacy must first have a doctor’s prescription before it can dispense pentobarbital, the sedative that the state has opted to use as its only drug in lethal injections.”

For some reason, when states decided to poison death row inmates, a three drug protocol was chosen. When the inevitable lawsuit went to the Supreme Court, this was the method of execution that was ruled on. As time went on, some of the substances used were no longer available.

In the “Kentucky Protocol”, the first of three drugs was a sedative. The second paralyzed the prisoner, and the third stopped the heart. The third substance caused excruciating pain, which is why the first two substances were used. In several executions in Georgia, there were indications that the sedative used was not effective. The prisoner was aware that a substance causing a “caustic burning sensation” was being injected into his body. Since the second drug paralyzed the prisoner, witnesses did not have to see the prisoner writhe in pain.

The executions this week were to be the first to use a deliberate overdose of pentobarbital. Anesthetizing the public conscience: lethal injection and animal euthanasia has more to say about this.

In the late 1970s, when Texas was considering whether to adopt Oklahoma’s three-drug lethal injection formula for the execution of prisoners, Dr. Ralph Gray, the doctor in charge of medical care in Texas prisons, consulted with a Texas veterinarian named Dr. Gerry Etheredge. Dr. Etheredge told Dr. Gray that veterinarians used an overdose of one drug, an anesthetic called sodium pentobarbital, to euthanize animals and that it was a “very safe, very effective, and very cheap” method of euthanasia. Dr. Etheredge remembers that Dr. Gray had only one objection to using a similar method to execute human beings. “He said it was a great idea,” Dr. Etheredge recalled, “except that people would think we are treating people the same way that we’re treating animals. He was afraid of a hue and cry.” Texas rejected Dr. Etheredge’s one-drug, anesthetic-only recommendation and, in 1982, became the first state to actually use lethal injection–via the three-drug formula–as a method of execution.

The situation has rotten optics. The state of Georgia is dispensing drugs without a prescription. If you do this on the street, you are breaking the law. If you do get a Doctor to write a prescription, then he is *probably* violating some medical ethics. (PG is not a lawyer, nor a doctor.) Some say that the criminals on death row deserve having a “caustic burning sensation” injected in the right arm, or wherever they can find a good vein. The question is why the state doesn’t have to obey it’s own laws.

Pictures are from “The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”. UPDATE The stay of execution has been lifted. Mr. Cook is scheduled to die at 7:00 pm. UPDATE TWO The Guardian reports Georgia rushes to carry out executions before lethal drug supply expires. It seems as though the official state stash of pentobarbital will expire on March 1. The state does not know where it will get a new supply. UPDATE THREE The top tweet at #AndrewCook is a sponsored tweet promoting the Art Institute of Atlanta. Apparently AIA made an award winning Doritos commercial, and they thought this was the place to boast. UPDATE FOUR Andrew Cook died at 11:22 pm, February 21, 2013.

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Peachtree Street 2013

Posted in Georgia History by chamblee54 on February 21, 2013






PG finished a book, Peachtree Street-Atlanta. The author is William Bailey Williford, and it was published by the University of Georgia Press in 1962. PG found this at the Chamblee library, and this is probably the best way to find this book today.

How this road got the name Peachtree is a good question. Most peaches grow south of the fall line. The story goes that there was a Creek Indian village called Standing Peachtree, located where Peachtree Creek runs into the Chattahoochee. During the war of 1812 Fort Peachtree was built on this site.

There was a trail that ran from Buckhead to an intersection with the Sandtown Trail, at what is now Five Points. A short distance south of this intersection was a settlement known as White Hall. For many years, Peachtree Street south of Five Points was known as Whitehall Road. At some point in the last thirty years, a decision was made to change Whitehall to Peachtree. It did not help the rundown condition of Whitehall Street.

In 1835 Governor Wilson Lumpkin decided that Georgia should build a Railroad that would be centered near the junction of Peachtree Trail and Sandtown Trail. The new town was named “Marthasville”, after the youngest daughter of the Governor. Martha Lumpkin is a resident of Oakland Cemetery today.

The village was soon renamed Atlanta, which was a feminine form of Atlantic. Houses, churches, and businesses were soon built on Peachtree Road. In 1856, Richard Peters built a flour mill. To insure a steady supply of firewood, he bought four hundred acres of land, for five dollars an acre. The land was between Eighth Street, North Avenue, Argonne Avenue, and Atlantic Drive.

Another pioneer citizen with a large landholding was George Washington (Wash) Collier. Mr. Collier bought 202 acres for $150 in 1847. The land was between West Peachtree, Fourteenth Street, Piedmont Road, Montgomery Ferry Road, and the Rhodes Center. Much of the land was used for the development of Ansley Park.





In 1854, Atlanta entertained, for the first time, a man who had been President. On May 2, Millard Fillmore arrived from Augusta on a private rail car.

There was some unpleasantness in 1864, which we will not concern ourselves with.

In 1866, there was a shocking murder. John Plaster was found dead, in an area known as “tight squeeze”. This was an area of shanties, at the present location of Crescent Avenue and Tenth Street. A hundred years later, this was near “the strip”, Atlanta’s hippie district, also called “Tight Squeeze”.

As the nineteenth century rolled along, many mansions were built on Peachtree Street. The road was paved, and streetcars ran up and down. Automobiles came, and came, and came. An expressway was built in the 1950’s, and quickly became obsolete. One by one, the mansions were torn down and replaced with businesses and churches.

The book was written in 1962, when the party was just getting started. The High Museum was known then as the Atlanta Art Association. In June of 1962, a plane full of prominent Atlanta residents crashed in Paris, killing all on board. As a memorial to those people, the Memorial Arts Center on Peachtree, at Fifteenth Street, was built.

Another phenomenon which is not explained by the book is the custom of naming everything here Peachtree. There are countless streets and institutions named for a fruit tree that likes warmer climates. Atlanta has a one street skyline, that stretches from Five Points to Peachtree Dunwoody Road, almost at the city limits. PG lives a quarter mile off Peachtree, in Dekalb County, and has no idea why Peachtree is a magic word.

Pictures are from ” The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library” and The Library of Congress. This is the annual repost. The book Peachtree Street-Atlanta has been reissued by the UGA Press.





Better To Be Hated

Posted in Music, Uncategorized, Undogegorized by chamblee54 on February 21, 2013

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“It is better to be hated for what you are than loved for what you are not.”

Kurt Cobain is credited with that quote, and he may have been coherent enough to say it at one time or another. A French author named André Gide said it, and is given “credit”. Maybe Mr. Cobain gets the debit. Mr. Cobain played electric guitar better than Mr. Gide, who was not married to Courtney Love.

PG is not so sure about this quote. Being hated gets old, even if you still have your wonderful integrity to be proud of. There is also the possibility that are are being hated for what you are. You might think you are hated because of your idealism, when in fact people are tired of you stealing money to buy drugs.

There is a difference between true wisdom and a clever turn of words. This is the case when these wonderful words are set in sans serif glory against the Northwest sky, with Kurt Cobain wondering where his next fix is coming from.

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Friends Of Hamas

Posted in Commodity Wisdom, Politics by chamblee54 on February 20, 2013

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There is a tasteful trending topic in Twitterland, #FriendsofHamas. If you have a life, and don’t follow all the news, you might have missed this. There is a story that a politician recieved an honorarium from a group called “Friends of Hamas”. The story was widely repeated. The fact that FOH does not exist is not a problem to many in Twitterland.

@ChuckCJohnson Naw, #Hagel’s just friends with the Jew-hating, suicide bombing Iranian regime.
@Rightwingpolok #FriendsofHamas: Hezbollah, Islam, Barry Obama, Chuck Hagel, Iran, N. Korea, Russia, China, Hillary, John Kerry, The entire Dem party.
@AlecMacGillis And here I was wasting a lot of time trying to figure out if my end-of-year donation to #FriendsofHamas was tax-deductible.
@Xultar I’ve dated all the #friendsofHamas

For a while, there was a promoted tweet, at the top of the heap, when you looked up Friends of Hamas. It is not there now, but you don’t want to miss out. Wendy’sVerified account@Wendys Which taste from the Right Price Right Size Menu is the perfect sidekick for Dave’s Hot ‘N Juicy? pic.twitter.com/Y7XxO54x

Currently of top of the heap at #FriendsofHamas is ‘Friends of Hamas’: My role in the birth of a rumor. This is a confession from a writer who set the wheels of rumor and intrigue spinning.

This is featured at the New York Daily News, an intellectual organ. One of the “editors picks” leads to an uplifting story, New York mom charged with child endangerment after hiring strippers to perform lap dances at her 16-year-old son’s birthday party. Judy Viger, 33, faces up to a year in jail after the party, which had guests as young as 13. A 15-year-old’s mother saw photos of the lap dances by Tops in Bottoms strippers on Facebook and alerted South Glens Falls authorities.

In the Daily News story, it is repeatedly mentioned that FOH is not a real organization. The person who wrote the seminal piece about FOH is quoted: “Reached Tuesday, Shapiro acknowledged “Friends of Hamas” might not exist… his story used “very, very specific language” to avoid flatly claiming it did.”

The story of FOH brings to mind an old story about Lyndon Baines Johnson. “And his sense of the bizarre knows no bounds, as in this ‘ancient and honourable’ story of how Lyndon Johnson first got elected to Congress in 1948 when his opponent was a wealthy and politically favoured pig farmer: ‘Lyndon was running about 10 points behind, with only nine days to go… He was sunk in despair. He was desperate… he called his equally depressed campaign manager and instructed him to call a press conference at two or two-thirty (just after lunch on a slow news day) and accuse his high-riding opponent (the pig farmer) of having routine carnal knowledge of his barnyard sows, despite the pleas of his wife and children… His campaign manager was shocked. ‘We can’t say that, Lyndon,’ he said. ‘It’s not true.’ ‘Of course it’s not,’ Johnson barked at him, ‘but let’s make the bastard deny it.’

Pictures are from The Library of Congress. This is written like Stephen King.

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Heteroflexible

Posted in Undogegorized by chamblee54 on February 20, 2013

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There was a discussion group in a Buckhead home, and a young lady with spiked shoes spoke. (She does not play soccer in those shoes.) After a word about the monagamish relationship with her bf, she described herself as heteroflexible.

There are words that cause brain damage when you first encounter them. Heteronormative comes to mind. After the group, PG asked Mr. Google about heteroflexible. It turns out Salon has a dandy feature on this word. It might surprise you that this piece was written in 2000. The tide of heteroflexibility has been slowly creeping in for twelve years.

There is nothing like teaching college students to make a person feel hopelessly out-of-date. This fact first hit me at the tender age of 30. I was teaching what I thought was the hippest version of sociology imaginable. As part of my haute hipness, I had included readings on Elvis Presley. None of the students, however, had the faintest idea who Elvis Presley was. One thought that he might have been an actor. Another said she thought he had invented a diet because he had always been fat.

The generation gap between the students and me was bad enough, but then my teaching assistant, a nice man who was neither as young as they nor as old as I, decided to help me communicate more effectively the King’s cultural significance. “Elvis Presley,” he explained to the students, “was someone our parents used to listen to. He sang this stuff called rock ‘n’ roll. It came before rap music.” The students nodded their heads, as if they had just remembered that rap music did not always exist. I shook mine, having realized for the first time that Elvis really was dead. …

But now it’s not just popular culture that divides us. It’s sexuality as well. Oh I don’t mean straight, gay or bi. I don’t even mean queer. What I’m talking about here is heteroflexibility. If you don’t know what that is, it’s time to admit that you’re as out of it as I am. Heteroflexibility is the newest permutation of sexual identity. According to my students, a person uses heteroflexibility in the first person, as in “I’m heteroflexible.” This means that the person has or intends to have a primarily heterosexual lifestyle, with a primary sexual and emotional attachment to someone of the opposite sex. But that person remains open to sexual encounters and even relationships with persons of the same sex. ….

My reaction was predictable. I was ashamed of my own inability to stay current, and I was also deeply pissed. How could these kids go and invent yet another identity when “we” solved that problem for them in the 1980s and ’90s? The word they were looking for was “queer” or even “bisexual,” damnit. I was angry that they would throw out the politics and the struggles of naming that had come before them. And what did they throw it out for? A monstrosity of a word, a mix of sexology and yoga practices.

Pictures are from The Library of Congress. This was written like William Gibson.

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Eleventh Hour

Posted in The Death Penalty by chamblee54 on February 19, 2013






In less than an hour, it is probably going to be over. The state of Georgia is hell bent on poisoning Warren Hill. The Guardian has a feature, Ten reasons why Georgia should not execute Warren Hill. Nine of the ten reasons relate to the diminished learning capability of Mr. Hill. The tenth one mentions the fact that the family of Joseph Handspike is opposed to the execution.

The comments at the Guardian have a charmer. John Moore says “mentally disabled or not; he needs to go. he has already killed two people. This whole metally retarded thing is well… Retarded. Stick him with the needle already.”

Georgia seems to favor alternating black and white prisoners when it comes to excutions. Perhaps that is why Andrew Cook is going to get strapped into the goner gurney friday night. Governor Deal will get two notches on his desk.

Pictures are from ” The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”

UPDATE: With 21 minutes to go, “#WarrenHill gets stay of execution from 11th Circuit and Georgia Court of Appeals” He had already been given Ativan as a pre-execution sedative. The stay of execution might be lifted tonight. HT to Bill Rankin.





Andrew Cook, Michele Cartegena, Grant Hendrickson

Posted in The Death Penalty by chamblee54 on February 19, 2013

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On February 21, the state of Georgia is scheduled to execute G.D.C. prisoner number 0000963560, Andrew Allen Cook. Mr. Cook was convicted of killing Michelle Cartagena, 19, and Grant Hendrickson, 20. The star witness at his trial was his father, F.B.I. agent John Cook.

There seems little doubt that Mr. Cook was the killer. The inevitable death row appeals made the traditional argument that the counsel in the first trial was insufficient. On March 10, 2010, the courts ruled that the execution could proceed.

In 2002, a lower court overturned Cook’s death sentence in the ambush shooting of Grant Hendrickson, 22, and Michele Cartagena, 19. . … The lower court found that Cook’s court-appointed defense attorney, Kevin A. Wangerin, failed to present evidence of mental illness that might have spared Cook from the death sentence.

In February at the Georgia Supreme Court, assistant Attorney General Beth Attaway Burton argued that the lower court incorrectly applied the standard of defense competence. She said allowing the jury to hear testimony on Cook’s mental state would likely have hurt the defense. Attorney Thomas Howard Dunn, representing Cook’s appeal, said several psychiatrists found that Cook suffered from major depression and suicidal tendencies, beginning at age 9, and he said Wangerin failed to ensure the psychiatric experts who evaluated Cook were aware of this.

In today’s ruling the Supreme Court concluded Cook’s lawyer made a strategic decision not to offer mental health evidence because it would have hurt his case. “In light of the negative evidence contained within the mental health records concerning Cook’s criminal history and the experts’ conclusions regarding malingering and manipulation by Cook, we conclude, as a matter of law, that counsel’s strategic choice to forgo the presentation of mental health evidence was not unreasonable based on the information they actually obtained,” the opinion states.

The Court opinion on the habeus corpus petition can cause brain damage to non legally minded people. Here is the court’s version of what happened to Miss Cartagena, Mr. Hendrickson, and the Cooks.

At approximately midnight on January 2, 1995, Mercer University students Hendrickson and Cartagena were parked on a small peninsula known as “the Point,” which juts into Lake Juliette in Monroe County, north of Macon. Cook drove onto the Point, parked his Honda CRX near Hendrickson’s and Cartagena’s car, and shot them. Cook fired fourteen times with an AR-15 rifle from a distance of about forty feet and then moved closer and fired five times with a nine millimeter Ruger handgun. Hendrickson and Cartagena were each hit multiple times and killed. Cook then went to the passenger side of the victims’ car, removed Cartagena, and dragged her about 40 feet. He partially undressed her, knelt between her legs, and spit on her. Cook then drove away. The murders were completely random: Cook did not know the victims and there was no interaction between Cook and the victims before he killed them.

Several people parking or camping around Lake Juliette heard the shots, and the murders were reported to the police the next morning when some campers found the bodies. A couple parked near the Point when the shots were fired said they saw a 1980s-model Honda CRX parked near the entrance to Lake Juliette. Later, they saw headlights going onto the Point, heard shots, and observed the CRX speeding away from the Point. The police recovered .223 caliber and nine millimeter bullets and shell casings from the crime scene, and the State Crime Lab reported that the weapons used in the murders were probably an AR-15 rifle and a nine millimeter Ruger handgun. There was saliva mixed with tobacco dried on Cartagena’s leg, and the Crime Lab extracted DNA from the saliva. The police began looking for suspects who chewed tobacco, matched the DNA taken from the saliva, and owned or had access to a Honda CRX, an AR-15 rifle, and a nine millimeter Ruger pistol.

The investigation lasted almost two years. Many people were interviewed and dozens of suspects were excluded after they submitted blood or saliva samples to the Crime Lab, or allowed their weapons to be examined by a state firearms expert. In the fall of 1996, GBI Agent Randy Upton began tracking the purchasers of AR-15 rifles in the Macon area. He obtained a list of 108 people who bought AR-15 rifles from 1985 to 1995 from one of Macon’s most popular gun stores, and he started calling them and asking if they would give saliva samples and allow examinations of their rifles. On November 27, 1996, Agent Upton contacted Cook. Agent Upton told Cook he was conducting an investigation into the Lake Juliette murders and that Cook owned an AR-15 rifle in 1994 and 1995. Cook replied that he had “gotten rid of” his AR-15 in April 1994. Agent Upton stated that that was not possible because the records show that Cook did not buy his AR-15 until August 1994. Cook then became defensive and stated that his father was an FBI agent, and he did not have to cooperate. Agent Upton asked for a saliva sample, and Cook said he needed to talk with his father before giving a saliva sample. The conversation ended.

Agent Upton learned that Cook pawned his AR-15 rifle back to the gun store in May 1995, five months after the murders. The police also discovered that Cook had an acquaintance purchase a nine millimeter Ruger handgun for him in December 1993 at the same gun store, because Cook was too young to buy it himself. Cook sold the Ruger to a friend in July 1995. The police sought to obtain these weapons from their current owners. They also learned that Cook owned a 1987 Honda CRX at the time of the murders.

One of Cook’s friends, who worked with Cook at a diaper factory, testified that in late November 1996 he and Cook had a conversation about “the worst thing you ever did.” Cook said he had killed someone with an AR-15. The friend did not believe Cook, but asked why he did it. Cook replied that he did it “to see if I could do it and get away with it.” Cook refused to provide any more details. The friend testified that the following day at work, Cook received a call on his pager, and left his work area to return the call. Cook returned 15 minutes later and was “as white as a ghost.” Cook said “I got to go,” and spit the tobacco he had been chewing into a trash can. Cook said it was the GBI who had called and they wanted to question him about what he and the friend had talked about the day before, and test his saliva. He said, regarding the saliva, “that’s a DNA test right there, so they got my ass.” Another friend testified that Cook told him in late November 1996 that he needed to leave town because it was “getting hot.”

After going to Cook’s home and not finding him, Agent Upton called Cook’s father, John Cook, on December 4, 1996. John Cook was an FBI agent and had been an FBI agent for 29 years. Agent Upton said he needed to ask Cook a few questions regarding the Lake Juliette murders, and asked John Cook for assistance in locating him. John Cook said he could probably contact his son. John Cook, who knew about the case from the media, testified that he did not think his son was a suspect.

John Cook paged his son several times and at 11:00 p.m. Cook returned his calls. John Cook told his son the GBI was looking for him concerning the Lake Juliette murders and asked him if he knew anything about them. Cook replied, “Daddy, I can’t tell you, you’re one of them . . . you’re a cop.” John Cook said he was his father first and, believing his son may have been a witness, asked Cook if he was there during the shooting. Cook said yes. John Cook asked his son if he saw who shot them, and Cook replied yes. Although he still thought “maybe he was just there and saw who shot them,” John Cook asked his son if he shot them. After a pause, Cook said yes. Cook told his father he was fishing at Lake Juliette and had an argument with the male victim. The male victim threatened him with a gun, and Cook shot the victims in self-defense. Cook realized that the male victim had only threatened him with a pellet gun, and he threw the pellet gun into the woods. John Cook urged his son to go to the authorities but Cook said he was going to “just disappear.” John Cook worried that his son was going to kill himself.

John Cook was stunned by what his son had told him. After speaking with his wife, he called his friend and FBI supervisor, Tom Benson, who was at a conference in New Orleans. He and Benson decided that Benson would fly back to Georgia the next day and the two men would go to Monroe County Sheriff John Bittick, and John Cook would tell the sheriff what his son had told him. They arrived at the Monroe County sheriff’s office at about 4:00 p.m. on December 5, 1996.

At about 11:45 a.m. on December 5, 1996, Cook was arrested by a game warden for shooting deer and turkeys out of season and giving a false name. He was taken to the Jones County sheriff’s office. Agent Upton, who did not know about Cook’s admission to his father, learned that Cook was being held in Jones County for game violations. He drove to Jones County to question Cook about the Lake Juliette murders. When Agent Upton introduced himself and asked to speak with him about the murders, Cook blurted, “it’s been two years since the murders and you guys don’t have anything; I had a CRX; I had an AR-15; I had a Ruger P89; you guys are going to try to frame me.” Cook added, “get my father and get me a lawyer and I’ll tell you what you want to hear.” The interview terminated. Agent Upton subsequently learned from Sheriff Bittick that John Cook was in Monroe County, and that Cook had made an admission to his father the night before. Agent Upton transported Cook to Monroe County.

After Cook arrived at the Monroe County sheriff’s office, John Cook asked Sheriff Bittick if he could speak with his son, and the sheriff agreed. Cook and his father had a private meeting. Both men were crying and John Cook hugged his son. John Cook told his son he did not believe that he told the whole truth on the phone. Cook replied that there was no pellet gun, that “I pulled in, the car was already there, and I just stopped and shot them.” Cook then dragged the female victim from the car to make it look like an assault or robbery. John Cook testified at trial about his son’s admissions.

The police recovered from the current owners the AR-15 rifle and nine millimeter Ruger handgun that Cook owned in January 1995. Ballistics testing revealed that they were the murder weapons. Cook’s DNA matched the DNA extracted from the saliva on Cartagena’s leg; the state DNA expert testified that only one in twenty thousand Caucasians would exhibit the same DNA profile.

Pictures are from The Library of Congress. The images are Union soldiers from the War Between the States. This story was written like H. P. Lovecraft.

UPDATE: The fishwrapper reports “The State Board of Pardons and Paroles Wednesday denied Andrew Allen Cook’s request that they commute his death sentence to life without parole, stopping his execution set for Thursday evening for a 1995 double murder.” (?) However, the Georgia Court of Appeals stopped the execution of Warren Hill, scheduled for Tuesday, because of concerns about the method of execution. Stay tuned. UPDATE TWOAndrew Cook died at 11:22pm February 21, 2013.

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Two Executions In One Week

Posted in Georgia History, The Death Penalty, Trifecta by chamblee54 on February 18, 2013

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The state of Georgia is going to execute two men this week. Being strapped onto the goner gurney does not mean you are a threat to society. You reach this point of no return because the various lawyers have done everything to exhaust the appeal possibilities. This does not speak well for our style of justice.

The case of Warren Hill is puzzling. The family of his victim does not want him executed. The IQ of Mr. Hill is estimated to be between 69 and 77. Why is there such a mad rush to poison this man?

The last execution by Georgia was Troy Davis. It turned into a circus. His guilt is a good possibility, but there was lots of room for doubt. When the state decides it wants to poison someone, millions of dollars worth of billable hours will be exhausted.

This blog has written about the death penalty on several occasions. Some of the crimes are “fist clinchers” … you read what they did, and you get mad. The problem is, these are not always the cases that get the overdose of pentobarbital. It is a bit of a mystery which cases wind up with a notch on the Governor’s desk.

This execution will be the first with a new method of poisoning the guest of honor. The old way was a three drug cocktail. Unfortunately, the manufacturer of one of the drugs did not approve of it’s use for killing prisoners. The modern method involves a deliberate overdose of pentobarbital. While this sounds a bit crude, it is probably more humane than the “Kentucky protocol.”

The opinion here is that capital punishment is strong medicine. Our current system of justice is not smart enough to use it wisely. Given the political climate in Georgia, the death penalty is here to stay. It is a sad state of affairs. It will exhaust your faith in government.

UPDATEPictures are from “The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”.

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Things People Used To Say

Posted in History by chamblee54 on February 18, 2013





A blogger named gartalker has a list of words that are becoming extinct. Maybe it is a southern thing, but PG still hears supper used. The rest of the list is amusing, and can make you feel old…even if your age is not an interstate speed limit.
A term I haven’t heard in a long time, and thinking about ‘fender skirts’ started me thinking about other words that quietly disappear from our language with hardly a notice like curb feelers. Any body remember them. And steering knobs.’ (AKA) suicide knob, Neckers Knobs. Since I’d been thinking of cars, my mind naturally went that direction first. Any kids will probably have to find some elderly person over 50 to explain some of these terms, like fender skirts.
Continental kits They were rear bumper extenders and spare tire covers that were supposed to make any car as cool as a Lincoln Continental.
Emergency Brakes At some point ‘parking brake’ became the proper term. I miss the hint of drama that went with ‘emergency brake.’
Clutch – Foot Feed – Dimmer Switch. I’m sad, too, that almost all the old folks are gone who would call the accelerator the ‘foot feed.’ Many today do not even know what a clutch is or that the dimmer switch used to be on the floor.
Running Board Didn’t you ever wait at the street for your daddy to come home, so you could ride the ‘running board’ up to the house? You felt like a real G-man. Heck, most of you most likely don’t know what a G-man is.
Store-bought Here’s a phrase heard all the time in my youth but never anymore -’store-bought.’ Of course, just about everything is store-bought these days. However, once it was bragging material to have a store-bought dress or a store-bought bag of candy.
Coast to Coast Coast to coast’ is a phrase that once held all sorts of excitement and now means almost nothing. Now we take the term ‘world wide’ for granted. I guess that soon it will be Universal.
Wall to Wall On a smaller scale, ‘wall-to-wall’ was once a magical term in our homes. In the ’50s, everyone covered his or her hardwood floors with, wow, wall-to-wall carpeting! Today, everyone replaces their wall-to-wall carpeting with hardwood floors. Go figure.
In A Family Way P G When’s the last time you heard the quaint phrase ‘in a family way?’ It’s hard to imagine that the word ‘pregnant’ was once considered a little too graphic, a little too clinical for use in polite company, so we had all that talk about stork visits and ‘being in a family way’ or simply ‘expecting. The more sophisticated town girls called it P G. (That is not the source of a pen name.)
Brassiere Apparently, ‘brassiere’ is a word no longer in usage. I said it once to my daughter when she was a teen and she cracked up. I guess it’s just ‘bra’ now. ‘Unmentionables’ probably wouldn’t be understood at all.
Picture Show I always loved going to the picture show. In fact, I have written about it in this very blog. I considered ‘movie’ an affectation.
Rat Fink Most of these words go back to the ’50s, but here is a pure-’60s word I came across the other day – ‘rat fink.’ Ooh, what a nasty put-down! These two words could cut like a sharp knife.
Percolator- DynaFlo – Elevtrolux – Spectra Vision Here is a word I miss – ’percolator.’ That was just a fun word to say. What was it replaced with? ‘Coffee maker.’ How dull. Mr. Coffee.
I miss those made-up marketing words that were meant to sound so modern and now sound so retro. Words like ‘DynaFlow and‘Electrolux..’ (spell check suggestion: Electrocute)Introducing the 1963 Admiral TV, now with‘SpectraVision!’ (PG has a percolator in his camping gear. It works well over a propane stove, but the coffee is way too hot.)
Lumbago- Castor Oil -Food for thought – Was there a telethon that wiped out lumbago? Nobody complains of that anymore. Maybe that’s what castor oil cured, because I never hear mothers threatening kids with castor oil anymore.
Supper Some words aren’t gone, but are definitely on the endangered list. The one that grieves me most, ’supper.’ Now everybody says ‘dinner.’ Save a great word. Invite someone to supper.
Chimney One last thing, when I was a kid we passed a neighbors house. They had a T V antenna strapped to their Chimney. It was a cold day and smoke was bellowing out the old leaning stack. My mother said, “Look there can’t afford butane to keep warm but they got a television set.” Yes, when I was kid a sure sign of poverty was smoke coming from your chimney. Now you know you are in an up scale neighborhood. A fireplace in the den is a luxury.
This is a repost. The pictures are from The Library of Congress. Iwritelike compares this to the style of David Foster Wallace. Gartalker is still in the blogging business.