Monday, May 29, 2006

Actor Paul Gleason Has Passed Away At 67

Paul Gleason has died of mesothelioma, a rare form of lung cancer that’s been linked to asbestos exposure. Gleason died at Providence Saint Joseph Medical Center in Burbank, California where his illness was diagnosed only a month ago.

My favorite role Gleason played was that tight-assed LAPD boss in Die Hard, Deputy Police Chief Dwayne T. Robinson. He was in over 130 films and TV shows during his brilliant career.

I met Gleason a few years ago at a Golden Boot Awards, BBQ dinner I attended in Studio City. He was a fun guy to meet. I could not remember his real name so I called him Deputy Chief Robinson. He laughed and took it in stride. I told him that I thought he played a very convincing police boss.

Turn in your knives!

Just when you thought it could not get any sillier, this came along. The government figured out a way to end knife violence and illegal possession of cutting instruments. They’ve even given you a way to rid yourself of them without fear of imprisonment!

What’s the next step you ask? Police will begin random street stops and warrant-less searches for all weapons. I’m sure that kind of law enforcement will make many people fell warm and fuzzy, all over.

A hat tip goes to Nicki at The Liberty Zone.

You have to read this insanity to believe it!

Sunday, May 28, 2006

A Blogger’s Proposal To Supporters Of The Wrongfully Accused, Authors Or Publishers.

After spending many years in the criminal justice system, being a licensed PI and writer, I have a suggestion to anyone who wants to help someone they feel is wrongfully accused or convicted.

I will fully investigate or reinvestigate any murder case and publish the findings in book form.

I will do the investigation with or without the cooperation of the legal defense team starting from scratch. I will examine the police reports, court files and all exhibits. When needed, I will consult with appropriate forensic experts. Unlike a pure defense investigation I’ll publish all the findings. That means the chips will fall where they may.
I’m willing to travel anywhere in the world to conduct the investigation.

Simply click on my picture and send me an e-mail...

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Accuser Complains About Privacy Invasion By A Private Investigator.

I’ve been down this road many times before. Someone calls the cops alleging a serious crime and somehow thinks an arrest will be made and the accused will simply be sent to prison.

If the allegation is true and provable that may well be the case if the accused will accept a guilty plea offer made by a prosecutor. Should the allegation be bogus the accuser can well expect to see their very own unauthorized biography written and published in a high profile manner.

Cops almost never see assaults or rapes. They arrive, investigate and should minimal probable cause exist they will make an arrest and let the courts sort out the truth. Too often the accusers has something in common with that “kidnap victim” turned runaway bride, Jennifer Wilbanks, or that, “hate crime victim”, Twanna Brawley or perhaps that pathetic soul, Susan Smith who murdered her own two sons called police and falsely claimed a Black carjacker had kidnapped them.

Unfortunately too many Twanna Brawleys were put on this earth destroying lives whenever they can. Many more of these twisted people succeed in framing the innocent and go undetected by authorities.

An alleged gang rape victim made her claims and a jury convicted the young men she accused. She sued the defense attorney and two private investigators because they did their jobs. The lawsuit was rightfully tossed out.

A fair system of justice demands that so called victims and witnesses be investigated to uncover motives for their testimony. The moral of this story is that it’s not a good idea to throw stones if you live in a glass house. Read the L.A. Times story.

Friday, May 26, 2006

Washington DC Under Siege!

We all know that there are loads of cowards in Washing DC. Our politicians have insulated themselves from the unwashed masses with metal detectors, dogs and lots of cops. They need that kind of protection as they use their positions to line their pockets and home freezers with lots of cold hard cash. What Congress really needs is better protection against search warrants from their own government.

What better way to turn a three day weekend into a four day weekend than by instigating a full invasion alert over a less than credible report of gunshots being fired. More credible was the information indicating the sounds came from normal construction noise.

The morning cable news programs ran the non-stop, meaningless rambling of speculative news bunnies covering this non-story instead of real news. Of course we're dealing with today's visual image driven news programming and this story was visual! These exciting morning visuals included a dysfunctionalal, panic stricken Congressional staffer being hauled off to the funny farm in an ambulance.

I wonder how much disability cash that federal worker can collect for being put through such horror? The sight of every, available federal law enforcement officer running aimlessly around complete with jackboots, bucket helmets and machineguns was really difficult for anyone to watch.

Scott Peterson Juror Turned Pen Pal Has Serious Sanity Issues

They call our criminal justice system, the best in the world. That may be true, but it’s far from perfect.

I’ve taken exception to the Scott Peterson double murder verdict for the most fundamental reasons. There was no proof of an actual crime!

Imagine being on trial for your life and some dysfunctional nutjob is selected to sit on the jury and decide your fate. That’s exactly what happened in the Scott Peterson case.

The People Magazine hitting the streets today has the story of Peterson juror, 36 year-old Richelle Nice who has apparently become a “pen pal” of the man she condemned to death. Nice and Peterson have exchanged some two-dozen letters during the year following Peterson’s trip to death row.

People Magazine is reporting that in December, Nice suffered a mental breakdown and was hospitalized in a psychiatric ward. Nice began this bizarre correspondence with Peterson at the suggestion of her therapist.

Potential jurors are always required to disclose arrests or convictions but nobody asks them about their mental health history which could ultimately be much more important. Since Nice was in therapy during the trial it’s obvious that this should raise the specter of her lack of competency when given the task of determining reasonable doubt for a man on trial for his life.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

The Official Crimefile Review Of The American Idol Finale

We’ve established that I’m a middle aged, frustrated performer. Late in life I began acting and taking voice lessons. My voice lessons stalled because of a profound but temporary six-month hearing loss. Thankfully my hearing is returning to its normal crappy state. I guess it’s from spending too much time on the firing range. Soon I plan to be back on track with my talented voice coach, Sue Ann Pinner. Sue Ann has me morphing into a genuine lounge lizard. Perhaps I will be forced to put up a video on this blog in the near future. Soon I think you're going hear something big come from Pinner and Huebl.

Where was the inspiration for this stuff when I was a kid growing up in the Windy City? Who knows what could have been. Unfortunately I can’t turn the clock back and get another life to try again. I don’t really regret my career choices I just want to do everything!

So far, I’ve never watched a single episode of American Idol until tonight. I’d been bombarded with clips containing impressive offerings of the two finalists, Katharine McPhee and Taylor Hicks. I tuned in for this two hour, sans commercials, magic carpet ride.

The greatest songs of this show were hits well before the times of our young Idol contestants. I really enjoyed that showstopper medley, capped by the reunion of the great songwriter/singer team of Burt Bacharach and Dionne Warwick. Watching these talented kids with former Idol contestants was a real treat.

Where are the songwriters of today? I guess songwriting is a dying art in this day and age. I have not heard a new song I’ve wanted to spend money on in too many years.

One thing for sure these kids have gotten a giant, kick-starts for their careers. They will be entertaining us for years. For the well-paid producers, writers, judges and host of American Idol congratulations you’ve won my admiration and viewer ship.