After all these years.

On the one hand, it’s pretty hard to argue with the local posters to various internet forums around here, who are calling the current search for Jimmy Hoffa’s body a May-sweeps perennial. We’ve only been here a little over a year, and this is the second we’ve seen in that time; the last one had agents sawing up pieces of floorboard in a Detroit house to test for 30-year-old DNA evidence — all while a TV news crew stood by recording. (“Is that a bloodstain? Could be spilled Pepsi.”)

But this one does seem better than most — the FBI is executing a search warrant, the agent in charge says the info is pretty good, and who knows? Maybe they’ll finally find him, or Judge Crater, or any of the other missing-presumed-dead cases still open out there.

But I’m not holding my breath.

Posted at 12:57 am in Same ol' same ol' |

6 responses to “After all these years.”

  1. alex said on May 19, 2006 at 8:16 am

    Well, May sweeps here in the Fort started out with a bunch of hysteria about how many registered sex offenders live within a mile of a school or park. The answer, no matter where you go in a town this size, is hundreds. Duh. Then they actually went to the addresses of sex offenders to ambush them and serve them up for extra schlock value.

    What I’d really like to know is how many owners of automatic weapons live within a mile of a school or park. Now that’s something to be hysterical about.

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  2. Danny said on May 19, 2006 at 9:22 am

    Maybe they’ll finally find him, or Judge Crater, or any of the other missing-presumed-dead cases still open out there.

    Let’s not forget about Jim Morrison. We need to find him too.

    Funny, when my friend was in Paris a few years back, he visitied Cemetaire Pere Lachaise and took a picture (I still have it somewhere). Quite a sight to have this gravestone all decorated with flowers, grafitti, beer and whiskey bottles. Perpetually.

    I think one of the other famous denizens there is Balzac or Proust.

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  3. brian stouder said on May 19, 2006 at 10:32 am

    remember the

    “publicity-shy billionaire” who “recently accused New York Post gossip writer Jared Paul Stern of trying to shake him down for $220,000 to ensure he was portrayed in a favorable light in the well-read Page Six column. Stern denied the claim.” ??

    He certainly had a messy divorce!

    Two excerpts struck me in particular, which highlight how differently some people view marriage

    “Lawyers for Janet Burkle, who filed for divorce in 2003, argued in the documents that her husband concealed pending mergers in 1997 – when the marital agreement was reached – that eventually created one of the largest supermarket chains in the nation.”


    “Burkle’s lawyers wrote in the documents that his wife was represented by attorneys, accountants and a private investigator during negotiations over the marital agreement.
    The result, his lawyers wrote, was a contract that gave them both what they wanted – financial stability for her and freedom to make risky investments for him. But when his gambles paid off, Janet Burkle – who married her husband in 1974 – decided she wanted a larger share of his wealth, his attorneys said.”

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  4. wade said on May 19, 2006 at 1:51 pm

    If they find him, I’ll be disappointed. I’d always heard Hoffa was somewhere under the Southern Park Mall outside of Youngstown, and I like that story better.

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  5. m. lawrence dooley (yep, he's still alive) said on May 23, 2006 at 8:58 pm

    Nall, my dear:

    Say what you might, but the only version of what happened to the late James Riddle Hoffa (who claimed extensive ties to Indiana, wouldntchaknow) to which I lend any credence involves two bullets behind the right ear then a trip to a Detroit area meat packing plant. That one says residents of Monroe County and its surroundings enjoyed him fried, baked and even barbecued in the ensuing weeks.

    Stew over that one, if you choose.


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  6. nancy said on May 23, 2006 at 9:09 pm

    I had a suspicious coney at a famous island here not long ago. Now I suspect maybe the sauce was a bit…Sicilian.

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