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BEST NOVEL

Let Me Die in His Footsteps by Lori Roy (Penguin Random House – Dutton)
BEST FIRST NOVEL BY AN AMERICAN AUTHOR

The Sympathizer by Viet Thanh Nguyen (Grove Atlantic – Grove Press)
BEST PAPERBACK ORIGINAL

The Long and Faraway Gone by Lou Berney (HarperCollins Publishers – William Morrow)

BEST FACT CRIME

Whipping Boy: The Forty-Year Search for My Twelve-Year-Old Bully by Allen Kurzweil (HarperCollins Publishers – Harper)
BEST CRITICAL/BIOGRAPHICAL

The Golden Age of Murder by Martin Edwards (HarperCollins Publishers – HarperCollins)
BEST SHORT STORY

“Obits” – Bazaar of Bad Dreams by Stephen King (Simon & Schuster – Scribner)
BEST JUVENILE

Footer Davis Probably is Crazy by Susan Vaught (Simon & Schuster – Paula Wiseman Books)
BEST YOUNG ADULT

A Madness So Discreet by Mindy McGinnis (HarperCollins Publishers – Katherine Tegen Books)
BEST TELEVISION EPISODE TELEPLAY

“Gently with the Women” – George Gently, Teleplay by Peter Flannery (Acorn TV)
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Sisters in Crime
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Why the hell won’t you die?” ~ Crook of the week, Gwen, to intended victim du jour.

Important announcement!

The skies are a bit dark around here today. The halls in The Graveyard Shift are quiet. There’s only one coffee mug on the conference table, and one of the only two chairs in the boardroom is empty. We call out her name, but she doesn’t answer.

Yes, the Good Cop has left the building. When I arrived at work this morning I found this note thumbtacked to the door.  I blame the writers of season 9 for this tragedy.

Dear loyal fans and friends.

For the first time since Castle first aired on March 9, 2009, I did not watch the show live. I recorded it on my DVR but cannot stomach watching it yet, so I cannot critique it this morning. I’ll wait until the season ends, then possibly binge watch from this episode to the end — except for the finale. If I find out Kate dies, I will never watch that. I simply can’t do it.

The show began with the premise of a writer and his muse solving crimes: Rick Castle and Kate Beckett started out as adversaries but soon became friends, then fell in love. The show’s creators, Andrew Marlowe and Terri Edda Miller, have said many times that they set out to write “a great love story”, and they did a fabulous job of it. Rick and Kate fell in love and got married. Such a beautiful, heartfelt tale. A tale that captured the hearts of fans.

Castle fans want a happy ending. For Rick and Kate to remain happy, despite the many obstacles in their way, and have a family and then sail off into the sunset together. Always.

We now know this will never happen, and fans are heartbroken. Shame on ABC and whoever else may be responsible (some people claim Nathan Fillion is to blame, but who knows?) The show is broken beyond repair now that the powers-that-be have refused to renew Stana Katic’s contract and made clear their plan to move Rick, Alexis, Hayley, and Rick’s P.I. business to L.A. six months after Kate’s demise for season nine — complete with a new love interest for Rick. Really? No. Freaking. Way. He wouldn’t get over Kate that quickly, if ever.

I’d rather shove bamboo shoots under my fingernails than to watch this travesty. The show I have loved for eight seasons is gone, and I can’t watch it limp along to the end. I’d much rather ABC just cancel Castle and end the misery. Rebooting with a story so far from the premise is a slap in the face to fans. So I will not blog about this show anymore, although I might send Lee a note to include in weeks to come. We shall see.

Thank you so much for reading our blog all these years! We hope to find another show to critique soon, so stay tuned.

Melanie, the Good but Sad Cop

Now, this is between us. I’ve heard a rumor circulating around the “inner circle” that a group of Castle bad guys ambushed and kidnapped Melanie after overpowering her and taking away her gun. You know, like what happens to Beckett every five or six episodes. So we’re sending out a team of highly-skilled pros to try to find her and bring her back. We hope there’s been no foul play. In the meantime…

Have You Seen This Person?

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Melanie Atkins

Okay, we’re all professionals here, so the show must go on. starting with…Lanie.

As usual we see her checking out the dead body of the week (or so she thinks). Nothing unusual since the writers use her as an info dump to set the stage for the case. This week, instead of her typical “based on lividity” crapola, she said, “All signs point to poison—dilated pupils, bluish discoloration around the lips—that’s a giveaway. But I’ll know for sure after the autopsy.”

Well, that sounded pretty cool, right? Not so fast, Lanie.

Pupils fixed and dilated and bluish discoloration around the lips are also possible signs that someone is in serious need of medical attention, because they are in the process of dying, or they’re suffering from a serious medical issue, such as paralysis of the sphincter papillae muscle in the eye, a reaction to certain drugs, a severe blow to the head, or even a medical condition. The blueness around the lips is a sign of lack of oxygen in the blood that could be caused by pneumonia, a blood clot in the lungs, etc.

In other words, these symptoms are NOT exclusive to poisoning.

Okay, yes TTX (Tetrodotoxin) is a poison that’s found in some fish, and it is deadly, with an onset of symptoms that occur quite rapidly. But not instantly as we saw in last night’s episode. The stuff had barely touched “Safety Man’s” lips when he began tossing his cookies and falling into a brief stage of unconsciousness.

TTX symptoms typically begin within a few minutes, ten or so, after ingesting the toxin (it’s found in the liver and sex organs of some fish, such as puffer fish, toadfish, and some octopus and shellfish). However, the onset could begin 3-6 hours after consuming the poison.

The first stage of TTX poisoning is a tingling sensation in the lips and tongue, followed by facial and extremity numbness, headache, sensations of lightness or floating, profuse sweating, dizziness, nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, abdominal pain, difficulty moving, weakness, and speech difficulties.

And then comes the dilated pupils, coma, difficulty breathing, seizures, and death (death can occur anywhere from 20 minutes to 8 hours after consumption of the toxin).

So please, writers, do NOT use Lanie’s “poisonous information” in your next book!

*By the way, if you’d like to read more about TTX or other poisons, you might want to pick up a copy of Book of Poisons, A Guide for Writers. It, along with my book on police procedure and Doug Lyle’s Forensics book, are in the Writer’s Digest Howdunit series.

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Next, Lividity Lanie has a conversation with the ER doctor who’s quick to point out Lanie’s Voodooish mistakes when pronouncing a man dead who was, in fact, very much alive. The doctor asked if lividity and/or rigor were present. Lanie responded with, “No rigor or lividity because he’d been dead less than an hour.” Well, wasn’t it Lanie who, for eight long years and time after time after time (incorrectly) used lividity as the sole determining factor for time of death? Yet, she she finds none this one time? This time she was right, but…GRRR….

Let’s move on to Beckett, a police captain who used to be as tough as thirty-year-old shoe leather and as clever as a combination of Holmes and Einstein. However, she’s now a bumbling idiot who can barely function as a police officer. Actually, she barely comes across as a wife, lover, and friend to her husband. The writers have stripped this character of all of her, well, character. Anyway, a thuggish attorney threatens Beckett’s life, in her office at the police precinct, and she let’s him walk out. Yeah, right. In real life he’d have been in handcuffs faster than Castle could say something stupid, which in this episode occurred with nearly every breath he took.

And then there was the request to search a private business. The judge denied that request based on the fact that probable cause did not exist, which was a first for this show. Yet they searched the place anyway by having the “Groundhog Day” dead guy pretend to be there in his official capacity as safety inspector. Wrong, wrong, and doubly wrong. That might’ve been an illegal search, one that I doubt the city would be pleased to learn that was led by one of their inspectors. At the very least, I certainly wouldn’t want to be in their shoes (Beckett and the other members of the search team) if the case went before the judge who denied the warrant.

Finally…the Loksat BS was back stinking up the place.

What an absolute mess the writers and ABC have created. Even Fillion’s scenes this week were waaaaay over the top silly. What are trying to prove? That they know how to ruin what was once a fabulous show enjoyed by fans worldwide? That they can write horrible storylines and dialog? That they do not care one speck about the fans? That they do not respect the viewers?

I know I’ll be glad when this mess is over and done for good.

And, they turned Melanie from Good Cop to Sad Cop, and that’s downright unforgivable.

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Lee Lofland

 

It had been three years, two months, and five days, to be exact, since Vernon Atwater had last seen his son. December 14th, a day he would never forget, started when the judge found Junior guilty of murder and sentenced him to twenty-five years in the penitentiary. Two hours later, two burly prison guards helped his boy into their van to take him to the state prison in Rocky Creek. Vernon spent the rest of the day drinking cheap beer and wondering what he’d done that caused Junior to do the things he did.

Vernon felt guilty for not driving to “The Creek” to see Junior, but something had always come up—overtime at the mill, the truck needed new brakes, the roof needed replacing, the fence needed mending. Those things took time and, well, before he knew it weeks had turned into months and months into years.

Needless to say, after three years Vernon was more than a little nervous about seeing Junior. His heart pounded and thumped against the inside of his chest as the car turned from the main highway onto the narrow blacktop leading to the penitentiary. The sight of the gleaming razor wire atop the double fences caused his throat to tighten. He hoped his boy was all right.

Hundreds of men behind the fences were engaged in all sorts of activities. They paused from their weight-lifting, jogging, handball, bocce ball, and basketball trying to get a glimpse inside the passing vehicle.

He wondered how his son was going to react to seeing him today. He wondered if anyone told him he was coming.

At least this visit would be a long one. Twenty years to life to be exact.

It’s really true, Vernon thought, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Friday's Heroes - Remembering the fallen officers

 

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Border Patrol Agent Jose Daniel Barraza, 29

United States Border Patrol – Department of Homeland Security

April 18, 2016 – Agent Jose Daniel Barraza was killed when his patrol vehicle collided with a semi truck. His canine partner was inside the vehicle at the time of the crash but suffered only minor injuries.

Agent Barraza is survived by his wife, two sons, and his mother.

 

The mercury is bumping the top of the tube. A walk in the park is like a stroll through a potter’s kiln. Shade is just a darker place to be hot. No relief anywhere, and it’s only April!

A drop of sweat slowly works its way down the backbone, wiggling and squirming to avoid contacting the t-shirt. Finally, it dips below the waistband, beneath the belt and gun belt. Success! Target achieved. Another drop forms between the shoulder blades and then starts its downward journey, followed by another, and another, and another.

Outside the clothing, cousins of the slaloming sweat drops line up at the hairline, preparing for a march down the officer’s face. Their task is an easy one. Find the eyes and dive in. While there, cause as much burning and itching as possible before the overheated, red-faced cop uses a hand to swipe them away. Those that fail to meet the objective, of course, meet their end, falling to their demise off the nose and chin. And so it goes for the officer who’s required to wear thick, long sleeve winter clothing after cold weather has packed up and gone for the year.

You see, many police departments have policies regarding when uniformed officers may switch from heavier, long sleeve shirts to short sleeves, and from short to long. Some departments even specify a date for the change, with a brief grace period to allow for an extra long winter, or fall. But what happens when winter and summer fail to read the department guidelines? Well, I can tell you, it’s no fun wearing one of those hot, long sleeve shirts over a Kevlar vest during the middle of the day, in the south, where the heat can grow to near cake-baking temperatures. And let’s not forget the relentless humidity that’s thick enough to eat with a spoon.

Neckties are also part of the winter uniform.

Ties are not typically worn with short sleeve shirts.

I guess I should also mention the effect all that sweating has on those heavy, dense, vests.  Let’s just say that Kevlar cannot be submerged in water. No machine washing. No taking them to the river for pounding with rocks. So…you do the math.

Sweat (lots of it) + heat =

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And, with the seasonal uniform change (pants are normally all-season material) comes the switching of hats, especially for sheriff’s deputies and many state troopers who wear campaign hats.

Winter campaign hats are made from a thick, dense felt.

Summer hats are made from straw, and are much lighter and cooler.

Plastic rain covers are available for all hat styles.

So, the next time you pass an intersection in early spring, on an exceptionally hot day, and see a whistle-blowing officer directing traffic while wearing long sleeves…well, just know that beads of sweat the size of gumdrops are making their way toward the Fruit-Of-The-Looms…

 

 

“Safety first.” ~ Castle, as he slips on a helmet before joining Beckett in bed.

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Melanie Atkins

What a perfect title for last night’s show (which I hated, BTW), because ABC has just stabbed Castle fans in the back with their refusal to re-up Stana Katic’s and Tamala Jones’ contracts for season 9 to make a different version of the show. Stana did not deserve this.

I’ve never liked Hayley (no offense to the actress who plays her), and I despise what Terrance Paul Winter and Alexi Hawley have done to my former favorite show. And NO, I will not watch Castle in its new form. I simply can’t, because Castle just isn’t the same without the Caskett romance. I’ve hated season eight for that reason. Fans are up in arms and have taken to social media in a big way to protest this fiasco. I hope ABC loses tons of money on this stupid idea and decides to cancel the show instead of mutilating it more than they already have. Just remembering the trash they’ve given us this season makes me sick to my stomach.

I had trouble watching this episode, because watching what they’ve done to this show simply hurt way too much. I’ve loved Castle since day one because of the romance between Kate and Rick. The two characters had so much chemistry. The writing was excellent (in the first six or so seasons, anyway), and the writers gave us plenty of laughs. They hooked me right away, and I couldn’t stop watching. I’ve bought all the DVDs and the Rick Castle books and read tons of fanfiction over the years. Sure, I’ve occasionally not liked an episode or two and I absolutely hated Kate’s stint in DC, the end of season six, with the aborted wedding, and the stupid reason they came up with for Rick’s disappearance, but I still love the characters and wish the show could go on in its original incarnation with the great writing it had in its early years.

I may not blog again after this because I’m not sure I can. And I doubt I’ll watch the season eight finale, because I simply cannot watch Kate Beckett die. No way, no how. The Rick Castle that I know could not go on without her, and he certainly wouldn’t be yukking it up with Alexis and Hayley as Castle P.I. after her death. That’s just wrong on so many levels.

I’m extremely hurt and disappointed in ABC and the current showrunners. How could they do such a wonderful show? WHY did they do this? <sob>

I’ve enjoyed blogging with Lee to critique this show. It’s been a fun ride. We plan to find a new show to critique eventually, so stay tuned to see what happens next. I just know I can’t do this anymore. My thanks to the cast and crew for a fabulous show (before the current people ruined it). I appreciate all your hard work and the time you committed to this project.

So goodbye, Castle, because the show just won’t be the say without the Caskett romance. My love to Rick and Kate.

Always.

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Lee Lofland

Before I begin with my portion of the review I feel that I should address the recent news regarding the non-return of Stana Katic and Tamala Parish in season 9, if there is a season 9, that is. If the show is renewed, and I think it will be, I believe we could ultimately see the “Castle, Alexis, and Hayley PI Show” in the slot next year. (Alexis told Hayley just last night that she’ll never have to face anything alone again).

Unfortunately, Castle has become a total and complete train wreck that has driven many viewers nearly to the point of leaping off cliffs, self-mutilation, and sheer madness. Therefore, booting Beckett from the lineup was not a surprise. Nothing that happens on this show surprises me, actually.

However, I wouldn’t bank on the news that Katic was fired. I’m pretty sure it was a mutual split, one that was one announced this early as a means to entice viewers to watch her final episodes, and to stir enough fire that’ll make viewers want return to see what happens next year.

Jones, well, the Lanie character was nothing more than a distraction. She could’ve been a great asset to the show, but the writers chose to make her more of a babbling voodooish witch doctor than she was a medical examiner. I do sincerely wish Tamala all the best in future roles. She’s certainly an actor who deserves far more than she was given in this series, and I look forward to seeing her in roles that showcase her talent instead of the ineptness of clunky writing. And that brings us to the usual crappy stuff they wrote for her this week. Starting with Lanie saying…

“Victim took his right between his T4 and T5 vertebrae. Severed his spinal cord. Died instantly.”

Okay, you all saw the dead guy on the floor, right? If you didn’t happen to notice because you were too busy sticking a finger down your throat hoping to purge this garbage from your system, he was the actor with the knife jammed into his back, a knife that penetrated the guy’s leather jacket and shirt beneath. This guy…

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I know you guys aren’t trained medical examiners, or detectives, but I think it’s fairly safe to assume that most of you have spinal cords and vertebrae. So, you tell me (based on looking at the dead guy in the above photo) exactly where in the back is the knife lodged? Do you, like Lanie, possess the unbelievable ability of X-ray vision and can see through leather? Are you somehow magically able see his spine? Is the expression on his face one that tells you he died instantly?

Let’s take a closer look.

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Now, compare the two images and tell me how in the heck would/could anyone, especially a woman of science, be able to tell the knife was precisely embedded between between the thoracic vertebrae T4 and T5.

The victim is fully clothed. You can’t even see his skin. For all we, and Lanie, know, the knife could be fake, or the blade is curved and didn’t so much as cause a scratch. The man could’ve been shot, had a cardiac event, or even died as a result of being hit with a copy of Stephen King’s book, Under the Dome (have you seen the size of that book?). There is no freakin’ way to positively determine anything from looking at this fully-clothed body. Well, other than the fact that he is indeed dead. By the way, for a dead guy who’s been there for several hours, his skin tone looks pretty darn good.

Oh yeah, the above goes for the killer, too. How could he have shoved a knife into the guy’s back at the precise point between T4 and T5. Yep, this one pops the top on the bulls**t scale.

And then there’s Hayley. The writers must’ve copied and pasted some stuff from an old script that featured Beckett saying she had to leave/disappear because her presence might be putting everyone in danger. Again with the worldwide gloom and doom scenarios. Are these the only plot lines Castle writers know how to scribble these days?

Hayley, a person with a shady past who’s been known to lie and do “things,” roughed up a suspect/witness in the precinct bathroom, an act that caused the guy to spill some beans. In other words, she, who’s sort of an agent of the police (which is totally unbelievable, by the way), tortured a man until he told her what she wanted to hear. And then the police used that information to help their case. Illegal and immoral. Cops aren’t allowed to do that to people. And they certainly can’t condone the tactic when used by people who’re acting as their agent(s).

Throughout this episode, Hayely, a murder suspect, is allowed to assist the police in the investigation into her involvement, and she’s allowed to do so while ARMED. She was also permitted to handle evidence. The tiniest insect crawling across my backyard would probably know this concept was STUPID. Cops do not allow murder suspects to accompany them and assist, while armed, as they investigate the crime in which they believe her to be involved.

The FBI, one the best law enforcement agencies in the world, one with all the resources one could imagine, was searching for Hayley. They had an active arrest warrant. A warrant for a crime of terrorism. Yet we never saw them and they couldn’t find Hayley, who was everywhere in this episode. And, Beckett and crew offered to help conceal her whereabouts instead of arresting her. That, my friends is obstruction of justice which is punishable by several years in federal prison.

Beckett said, “…tricked by a woman named Carla into gaining access to a building and a secured server, most likely to help Marcus (the dead guy) rob the place. I’ve said this many times on this blog, and i’ll say it again for the benefit of newcomers to this site. A place cannot be robbed.

But don’t feel bad because many people confuse the terms robbery and burglary. I see the misuse of those two terms everywhere, including in books written by some of my favorite authors. I also hear the terms interchanged on TV and radio news. They are not the same, not even close.

Robbery occurs when a crook uses physical force, threat, or intimidation to steal someone’s property. If the robber uses a weapon the crime becomes armed robbery, or aggravated robbery, depending on local law. There is always a victim present during a robbery.

For example, you are walking down the street and a guy brandishes a handgun and demands your money. That’s robbery.

Burglary is an unlawful entry into any building with the intent to commit a crime. Normally, there is no one inside the building when a burglary occurs. No physical breaking and entering is required to commit a burglary. A simple trespass through an open door or window, and the theft of an item or items, is all that’s necessary to meet the requirements to be charged with burglary.

For example, you are out for the night and someone breaks into your home and steals your television. That’s a burglary. Even if you are at home asleep in your bed when the same crime occurs, it’s a burglary because you weren’t actually threatened by anyone.

The only robbery that occurred in this episode was committed by the show’s writers who robbed us of an hour of our lives that we can never get back. Boom! Mic drop…

 

 

Friday's Heroes - Remembering the fallen officers

 

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Officer Steven Michael Smith, 54

Columbus Ohio Division of Police

April 9, 2016 – Officer Steven Michael Smith was shot as he and other SWAT team members attempted to serve a warrant for felony arson. The shooter was taken into custody at the scene.

Officer Smith succumbed to his injury three days later, on April 12, 2016.

He is survived by his wife and two adult children.

 

It was over two decades ago, in this very month, April, when I stood beside my unmarked Crown Vic in the parking lot of the state police area headquarters, waiting for a ride to a state prison. The evening was warm. The sky clear. And the surrounding trees were filled with new spring leaves. Crickets chirped and mosquitos zeroed in on my face and arms.

Knowing rules prevented me from wearing my pistol inside the correctional institution, I’d placed it inside the small lockbox mounted in the trunk and double-checked to be sure the steel container was secure before closing the lid. I had a bit of time to spare so I walked behind the small red brick building to have a look at an armored vehicle parked there out of sight of the public. I’d seen the truck a zillion times before, but it was something I could use to slow the million thoughts zipping about inside my mind.

I’d have gone inside the office to shoot the breeze, but it was after hours and the administrative staff had gone home for the day, and the troopers working the roads were doing just that…patrolling the highways. It was just me and my imagination, hanging out together, waiting to watch a man die.

After a few laps around the headquarters, an unmarked white van arrived to deliver me to the prison. The driver, a corrections lieutenant, told me to hop in and off we went. I’d return a changed man just a few hours later.

Timothy Wilson Spencer began his deadly crime spree in 1984, when he raped and killed a woman named Carol Hamm in Arlington, Virginia. Spencer also killed Dr. Susan Hellams, Debby Davis, and Diane Cho, all of Richmond, Virginia. A month later, Spencer returned to Arlington to rape and murder Susan Tucker.

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Spencer walked into the death chamber on his own that night, unassisted by prison staff. He was shorter and a bit more wiry than most people picture when thinking of a brutal serial killer. His head was shaved and one pant leg of his prison blues was cut short for easy access for attaching one of the connections (the negative post, I surmised). His skin was smooth and was the color of milk chocolate. Dots of perspiration peppered his forehead and bare scalp.

After glancing around the brightly lit surroundings, Spencer took a seat in the oak chair nicknamed “Old Sparky,” as are a few of those instruments of justifiable homicide, and calmly allowed the death squad to carry out their business of fastening straps, belts, and electrodes. His arms and legs were securely fixed to the chair. He looked on, seemingly uninterested in what they were doing, as if he’d just settled in to watch TV, or a movie.

I sat directly in front of the cold-blooded killer, mere feet away, separated only by a partial wall of glass. His gaze met mine and that’s where his focus remained for the next minute or so. His face was expressionless. No sign of sadness, regret, or fear.

I wanted to ask him if he was sorry for what he’d done. I wanted to know why he’d killed those women. What drove him to take human lives so callously?

When asked if he had any final words to say, Spencer opened his mouth to say something, but didn’t. Whatever that thought had been, well, he took it with him to his grave. Officers then placed a leather mask over Spencer’s face.

The squad’s final task was to place a metal, colander-like hat on Spencer’s head. The cap was lined with a brine-soaked sponge that serves as an excellent conductor of electricity.

Seconds later, the lethal dose of electricity was introduced, causing the murderer’s body to swell and lurch forward against the restraints that held him tightly to the chair.

Suddenly, his body slumped into the chair. The burst of electricity was over. However, after a brief pause, a second burst of electricity was delivered to the killer’s body. Again, his body swelled, but this time smoke began to rise from Spencer’s head and leg. A sound similar to bacon frying could be heard over the hum of the electricity. Fluids rushed from behind the leather mask. The unmistakable pungent odor of burning flesh filled the room.

The electricity was again switched off and Spencer’s body relaxed.

He was dead and it was one of the most brutal ways to die one could ever imagine, and believe me I’ve witnessed far more than my than my fair share of death.

Fast forward to April 11, 2016, a date just shy of the twenty-second anniversary of Spencer’s execution. On Monday, Virginia Governor, Terry McAuliffe rejected a bill that would have mandated using the electric chair as the default method of execution in the absence of drugs used for lethal injections.

This is big news since more and more drug companies are refusing to supply states with drugs if their purpose for obtaining them is to kill people.

The Va. governor is Catholic and says he’s against the death penalty, but as governor it’s his duty to set aside personal beliefs and follow the law. So, he has now proposed a bill that would allow drug companies to remain anonymous if they supply the state/Commonwealth with the necessary drugs to carry out state executions. The information would be exempt from the Freedom of Information Act and from discovery in civil proceedings, without a high threshold of just cause.

I once sat in Old Sparky and the feeling was surreal, having the same view of the surroundings as did some of the most evil people who ever walked this planet. It was a bizarre experience to say the least. Some things you never, ever forget. Entering the execution chamber to sit in “the chair” was one of those things.

Here’s a brief video that was filmed in the execution chamber in Virginia. This, my friends, is the stuff that could cause Stephen King to wake up screaming. Remember, the video is real, shot in a real place, where real people have been executed. I’ve stood in the same spots as the officers in the film, and I’ve sat in that very chair. But the lights were burning brightly in the chamber and the “juice” was most definitely not connected to the chair when I sat. LIGHTS ON, CHAIR OFF. I made certain that officials understood those two very important details before I took a seat.

 

“You don’t give your stories away for free, and neither do I.” Dr. Marion Baker, this week’s killer du jour.

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Melanie Atkins

I loved last night’s episode of Castle. Best episode so far this season. Heck, maybe in the last couple of seasons. I haven’t laughed out loud like that while watching the show in ages. This one was more like one of the earlier episodes. Funny, endearing, and clever. What’s even more amazing is that it was written by Stephanie Hicks, a brand new writer on the show who has to be a fan. Unlike most of the episodes this year, this one is proof that she actually watches Castle and knows what we want to see. If only the other writers would get the same memo!

The show started out with a hilarious scene at the loft between Kate, Rick, and Martha. Leave it to Rick’s mom to burst in and ruin the mood. So funny, now that I’ve finally seen all of it. I had to rewatch online because our ABC affiliate cut off the beginning of the show with a weather update, and am I glad I did. They had omitted the funniest part! I’m still laughing.

Rick’s supposition about a genie roaming around after being trapped outside of her lamp is way over the top, of course, but it was still funny. The entire show was funny. I totally cracked up when Ryan and Espo gave Rick the file with the picture of the genie. Hahaha! Oh, wow.

So many great lines, I can’t remember them all. They also gave us a lot of precious Caskett moments, complete with kissing, and even a touch of angst at the end with Jenny having problems during labor. To my great relief, the angst was short-lived, and we quickly learned that both mother and baby were fine. I love that Ryan and Jenny named the boy Nicholas Javier. Such a fabulous last scene, with so much hugging and happiness.

I didn’t guess who the killer was because I was too busy laughing to worry about it. Such a fabulous episode. This is the way the show is supposed to be.

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I agree with Melanie. This was the best episode of the season, and it was much closer to the original Castle than we’ve seen in a long, long time.

When I’m asked to set aside reality I need reasons to do so, and to help with the process the story needs to remain consistent within its own rules to prevent me from switching the channel or closing the covers of a book. The writer should provide a set-up that establishes the faux reality as truth in a fictional setting. Then, as the story progresses, the reader or viewer has a logical reason for accepting “pretend” as what’s real in that particular fictional world. In other words, a writer of fiction should deliver believable make-believe. And that’s what, for eight long years, I’ve been saying about poor Lanie’s lines.

Rarely is Lanie given the opportunity to sound like a person of science and medicine, even in a fictional world. There’s no set-up to ask us to believe she has voodooish, mystical powers that allows her to magically know how someone died prior to exam and autopsy, which is often what we see week after week after week. Therefore, we’re led to believe she’s a real medical examiner who should follow the rules of the real world. This is why we have trouble with Lanie’s believability.

The same is true for the other characters and their actions. To add to the troubles, Castle writers are not consistent with the rules they set for their characters. Either Castle is a brilliant crime-solver or he’s a bumbling idiot who can’t figure out how to come in out of the rain, but he can’t be both without proper set-up. Sure, he can be a sleuth who’s both goofy and brilliant, but that’s not how the character was offered to us in earlier episodes. Instead, we were, in those days, shown a brilliant man who utilized his exceptional crime-solving skills while also displaying a playful and boyish charm, silliness, and innocence. But he was not a fool. Therefore, unless Richard Castle experienced some sort of traumatic brain injury that flares up between seasons or episodes, he’s simply not a consistent character with consistent actions and mannerisms. The same is true for the others. Ryan, a fine upstanding man who suddenly, out of the blue, does things that are completely shady? Expo, a character who spends holidays alone because he has no family…until last week where we saw enough family members to staff a battleship??? These are glaring inconsistencies.

Those, among many other out-of-step discords are not the fault of the actors, though. Instead, the blame falls squarely onto the shoulders of the writers. Murder She Wrote is a great example of character and story consistency. Jessica Fletcher was the same brilliant and tough but slightly quirky crime-solving woman throughout. There was no flip-flopping in that TV series (Great job, Tom Sawyer!). By the way, Ron Masak, the actor who played Sheriff Mort Metzger on Murder She Wrote penned an article for this blog a few years ago. You might find it interesting. I know I did.

Okay, on with the review…

Last night’s episode was well-written, especially if compared to the others in this season. No comparison, actually. And the goodness started with Lanie’s corpse-side time-of-death information dump (the set-up). Hooray! Jones was actually given lines that made sense. Well, with the exception of instantly processing fingerprints on the sword while still at the crime scene (fingerprinting of evidence is not the duty of a pathologist, nor are smaller items printed at the scene). And, the bloody sword was packaged in clear plastic.

Show of hands, please. What sort of packaging is used for wet (blood, semen, saliva, etc.) evidence? You can check your answer here.

Speaking of fingerprints. Alexis dusted her dad’s desk for prints and then had Hayley check them for possible matches.  I’ll just say this. Puhleeze…

Someone, maybe Ryan, said that female DNA was discovered on the dead guy they found rolled-up inside a rug. Therefore, based on the discovery of this DNA, they determined his killer was female. Two points. One – sure, it’s possible to determine sex from DNA evidence. Two – it is not possible for DNA evidence alone to prove the person who left it behind is without a doubt the killer. There must be other evidence as well.

For example, in the situation above a female customer (this includes individuals who’ve transitioned from female to male because they still have female DNA), could have handled the rug thereby leaving their DNA behind. That same DNA could’ve transferred to the body when it contacted the carpet material. This is called tertiary transfer of evidence.

Here’s what I wrote about tertiary evidence transfer (page 170 – 171 of Police Procedure and Investigation).

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“It’s actually quite easy to transfer DNA evidence. When evidence is transferred from a person to an item, it’s called a primary transfer of evidence. When evidence is transferred from one item to another, it’s called secondary transfer. Tertiary transfer occurs when the DNA that’s been transferred to a second item is again transferred to a third item….

…DNA can also be transferred to people who then use that item, such as a towel that’s been used by someone else. DNA can even be transferred from one article of clothing to another in a washing machine.

Evidence that’s been cross-contaminated will exhibit false results and could be used to convict the innocent and allow the guilty to go free.”

So, there you have the major procedural errors, which were few. Overall, the show was fun and a bit on the wacky (in a good way) side. I think Esposito was thinking the same when he said to Castle, “I’m going to have to get you off the crazy train.”

I think Ozzy agrees.

 

Why is it that law enforcement officials often dread turning the page from March to April? Well…

  • April 15, 1865 – President Abraham Lincoln died from a gunshot wound inflicted the night before.
  • April 15, 1912 – More than 1,500 people lost their lives when the Titanic sank in the North American Sea.
  • April 20, 1914 – The Colorado National Guard, along with union guards, attacked and killed numerous striking coal workers in Ludlow, Colorado. Included in those killed were two women and several children who were asphyxiated and burned to death. The total death toll in the Ludlow Massacre was approximately two dozen.
  • April 4, 1968 – Dr. Martin Luther King was shot and killed in Memphis, Tennessee.
  • April 19, 1993 – Seventy-six people were killed when the FBI stormed the Branch Davidians’ compound in Waco, Texas.
  • April 19, 1995 – Timothy McVeigh blew up the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City. 168 people were killed with another 600 injured in the blast.
  • April 24, 1995 – Ted Kaczynski, the Unabomber, killed his final victim.
  • April 20, 1999 – Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris killed 13 people and wounded more than 20 others at Columbine High School in Colorado. The two shooters committed suicide. They’d planned their attack for a day earlier but decided to wait until the 20th…Hitler’s birthday.
  • April 16, 2007 – Seung-Hui Cho shot and killed 32 people and wounded 17 others on the Virginia Tech campus in Blacksburg, Virginia. He committed suicide as police moved in to capture him.
  • April 3, 2009 – Jiverly Antares Wong shot and killed 13 people and wounded 4 others at the American Civic Association in Binghamton in New York. Wong later committed suicide.
  • April 2, 2012 – One L. Goh shot and killed 7 people at Oikos University, a Korean Christian College in Oakland, California.
  • April 6, 2012 – Kake England and Alvin Watts randomly shot and killed 2 black men and a black woman, and wounded 2 others in Tulsa, Oklahoma. England said the killings were in response to the killing of his father by a black man two years earlier.
  • April 15, 2013 – Chechen brothers Dzhokhar and Tamerlan Tsarnaev detonated two pressure cooker bombs during the Boston Marathon, killing three people and injuring over 260 others.

Lets fast forward to 2016 where people are trying their best to continue the spring tradition of murder. Chicago, for example:

Chicago Murders in April, 2016

April 1st – 8 male victims

April 2 – 10 males, 1 female

April 3 – 13 males

April 4 – 8 males

April 5 – 3 males, 2 females

April 6 – 7 males

April 7 – 14 males, 1 female

April 8 – 2 males, 1 female

April 9 – 3 males

April 10 – 9 males

April 11 – 1 male

By the way, the total shootings in Chicago so far in 2016 – 858. The homicide total from January 1, 2016 through today (April 11) is 156.

Total shooting victims in Chicago in the year 2015 – a staggering 2,988 (source – Chicago Tribune). 488 people were murdered in 2015.

In comparison, there’ve been 61 homicides in Baltimore in 2016, with 5 occurring in April. Baltimore counted 344 total homicides in 2015.

*Sources provide slight differences in totals, but they’re all close to the same.

Of course, there are other important deadly dates to remember in April, including…

April 12, 1861 – The American Civil War began, with the first shots being fired at Ft. Sumter in South Carolina.

April 20, 1889 – Adolf Hitler was born.

April 20, 2010 – The Deepwater Horizon oil rig exploded, killing eleven workers and countless wildlife. Massive amounts of oil flowed for 87 days before the well was eventually capped.

April 4, 2015 – Officer Michael Slager fatally shot an unarmed Walter Scott as he ran away from him. Slager stopped Scott for a minor traffic infraction and it was during the stop when Scott fled. Citizen video footage recorded the incident and clearly showed Slager firing his weapon eight times. Scott was hit a total of five times—three rounds in the back, one in the buttocks, and one to the ear. Slager was charged with murder and was jailed. However, he is currently out on bond.

April Good News

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April 8, 2002 – Ray Krone was released from prison after serving 10 years, including 2 years on death row, after DNA evidence proved his innocence. Ray shared his story here on The Graveyard Shift back in 2013. He still travels across the country as an advocate for the wrongly imprisoned.

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*Sources show slight differences in shooting and homicide totals, but they’re all close to the same final numbers.