Category: Jon Benet Ramsey


Detective Ollie Gray

Detective Ollie Gray

Detective Ollie Gray

It is with great sadness that I report the passing of Colorado detective Ollie Gray. Mr. Gray never stopped working to solve the JonBenet Ramsey murder case. A promise is a promise and long after the last payment was made to the detective firm where he worked Ollie kept on tracking down leads pro bono on behalf of the cruelly murdered six year old pageant star.

I knew something was terribly wrong with Ollie after our last phone conversation. He was extremely forgetful. I had to repeat everything multiple times for him and then follow up with an email repeating the key points. He never responded. He was finally convinced that the witness in Jasper was telling the truth. He had agreed to set up an interview in Colorado for the witness. I sent him several follow up emails asking if everything was in place yet. No response. That was in early January. It wasn’t like him not to call me after receiving an email.

Ollie talked to me about his appearance on one of the JonBenet anniversary specials as well as something he was quoted as saying about Michael Helgoth. He told me in no uncertain terms that he never said that Helgoth was the killer, only that he was likely connected to the killer. He told me that he learned long ago to tape anything said to the press. “I have it on tape and I never said Helgoth was the killer”. Ollie was right. Helgoth was connected to the killer(s) but Helgoth was not the killer. Helgoth was murdered to protect those to whom he was connected.

I remember being deeply concerned about Ollie on that last call. I did not want to offend him nor hurt his feelings but I could tell that he most likely wasn’t going to be able to see this through to completion. I asked him as gently as I could if there was some other way to get this witness in front of Boulder P.D.  “No!”, he exclaimed. “They’ll never listen to you if you try to go yourself!”  I am pretty sure that he was correct on that point as well.

I do not know any details yet about his passing. It is too soon to ask his wife. At this moment I simply want to state for the record that he was a kind and decent man. I am extremely grateful to have had contact with him and I will miss him. He was a truly good soul. Thank you for the help you tried to give us, Ollie. You never gave up, you never gave in. God bless you Ollie Gray.

 

 

JonBenet Ramsey-Labyrinth of Lies Pt 9

G. Finkes/Tlove actual location-and it ain't Alaska

G. Finkes/Tlove actual location-and it ain’t Alaska

A person recently left a series of comments on Labyrinth-Part 8 of this blog. I was going to leave it be, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that it needed to be addressed publicly. For those of you who have made it through parts 7 and 8, you know that there is a witness who has been struggling for twenty years to bring information forward in the brutal murder of JonBenet Ramsey.

The reason why I have decided to air this publicly is to demonstrate exactly how disinformation is constructed and planted in the public mind. This was a shameful smear tactic designed solely to undermine the credibility of the witness. I would like to remind everyone that there were no fewer than twelve people who could have stepped forward to corroborate the witness’ testimony regarding the ransom note and the role play. Not one has done so. Two of these witnesses are now deceased; Bill McReynolds of Boulder, CO and Clara Lawes of Jasper, AL.

Twelve minus two leaves ten pathetic quasi human beings who were and are willing to allow an utterly devastated, ever grieving family to take the blame in the collective  public mind for something they absolutely did not do.  We will actually subtract one more from these despicable ten, that being John Mark Karr, for making at least a half hearted attempt to exonerate the Ramseys.  He knows much more than he ever told. If you ask any of these  people why they still remain silent, no doubt most of them will tell you that they are frightened senseless.  As a reminder, Jasper AL was, and possibly still is, the murder for hire capital of the U.S.A.

The Comment (s)

September 16, 2016 from “G. Finkes” but the email address was “Dbrown@yahoo.com”:

“I stopped while traveling some time back and saw outside the fast food joint a vehicle with names and text glued to outside rear windows. A sentence said connect the dots to the murder of JB Ramsey. I took pics and an older lady spoke to me and told me this crazy story…also she claimed to be the writer not author of the infamous ransom note. In brief a group of people from Jasper, Al. Traveled in the back of an 18 wheeler truck with a VW bug also inside trailer…driver by a driver from same town to a location close to Ramsey resident unloaded vehicle then 8 or 9 people drove to the house in bug and killed the girl…left the ransom note and pad…. Etc..etc…Mary, the brains of the group told Josie (writer of note) and the other participants that this is a murder play only done for her mystery novel. Dumb people to murder a young girl thinking this is a play.I thought this is a figment of this woman’s imagination and still do. If you believe this I have a piece of Jesus’s rib for sale at a bargain piece. Call me I live in Alaska.”

The hackles on my back stood up immediately. What a profound and ridiculous oversimplification of a highly complex and sinister story. My intuitive side knew immediately that this was far more likely someone from Alabama, not Alaska.  The original role play was scheduled to take place on Christmas Day 1995. It did not take place that year.  The original role play did include a local man who owned several big rigs who was expected to drive the VW to Boulder. He did not agree to do so. It did not happen. I have spoken with him. He insists that he did not go to Boulder….not in 1995 and not in 1996.

As for the 8 or 9 people who can not possibly fit in a VW bug, this too is a contrivance of “G. Finkes”.  At least half of the role play group already lived in Boulder. They would have no need to play sardine can, would they?

I removed the post from the comment section. My mother had just been rushed to the hospital with heart failure and I was too drained to engage in debate with this individual. I awoke the next morning to this, again from “G. Finkes”,  sent only five hours after the first one:

“You deleted my post and why? Why do conspiracy writers such as you afraid of the truth? Deleting my post demonstrates the answer: your version of the truth is the only one worth considering or in this case my version stated simply and directly destroys the credibility of your witness. “

I took that one down too.  Then came this one on the 17th: This was from a “Tlove”, email address displayed as “welove215@teleworm.us

“I read the comment posted earlier (sadly deleted) about a group who were tricked into believing they were going to murder Jonbenet because of Mary the group leader told them it was a murder mystery play. I cannot believe a sane person would even consider this story for one reason Large lorries driving from state to state are checked with manifest and contents. People cannot ride in lorry trailers especially with a VW bug sliding around also exhaust fumes would be another hazard. I copied the comment and have emailed it to several of my mystery solving pals and they are having a field day with this funny…bloody story. Thanks for this…keep up the red nose day comedy… But sad really for the little lass to lose her life.”

I responded:

“It got deleted because (your) comment is entirely false and misconstrued. You are the same person (G. Finkes), you are not in Alaska and I will not permit your evil reconstruction of the facts to remain here. Go pedal your garbage somewhere else. Anything else you try to post here will be sent to spam”

“Tlove” came back again:

“Don’t understand your rage at all…you’re an angry person. I was reading the comment responding to that…this is your blog and supposedly you want comments or you would enable the option. Real detectives are cool and calm…..you write there is a forthcoming book so if both comments are crap then the information in the book will prove everyone wrong and the murder of Jonbenet will be solved. Hopeful indeed. Calm thyself… Go in peace…. John Lennon”

My response:

No rage…more like disgust mixed with a healthy dose of disrespect. You misrepresent the witness statements, know little of the very complex story, misrepresent who you are (you are both the original comment poster as well as the casual reader passing by), and you are not in Alaska. This makes you a liar and a person trying to undermine the witness testimony…the ONLY witness from at least 10-12 others who know the same and never came forward. (I have spoken to some of them).

No rage, just short on patience. Don’t waste my time. Get lost. You have now been marked as spam and any future comment you make will go automatically to spam heaven. Happy now?

I continued:

One last thing…maybe two. I am NOT a detective, never said I was. I DID say that I am working with one of the original detectives on the JBR case, but I have never been a detective. My career path was as a media buyer and negotiator handling and spending tens of millions of other people’s money. Media buyers (the successful ones) are aggressive, firm, shrewd and sharp. Sales people lie to us all the time, so we need to be able to figure out what the truth is without them. We need to know how to spot lies and liars. We need to have a tough hide because we are always being attacked by greedy station people who always want more. We have to know how to set boundaries and hold the position without yielding. We also have to know how to PROVE and DEFEND our position to our management. I am not a calm and cool person by nature nor did my profession require that of me. So allow me to summarize why you are banned from any further posts. I caught you in numerous lies. Your purpose is solely to undermine the witness. As I pointed out earlier, there are still many of the original group living. Any one of them could have done what this person has struggled to do; TELL THE TRUTH. Instead, they all cower in the pathetic shadows of their pitiful lives. The 8 or 9 people in a VW is just one example of your attempt to sandbag the witness. Many of the “role play” group ALREADY LIVED IN BOULDER. They did not need to travel there. Furthermore, I am quite sure that you never actually read my articles. I never said anything about writing a book about this. Now, where did you get that from, I wonder? Your behavior is contemptible but don’t feel bad. You certainly are not the only contemptible person out in your part of the country. Right? (And it isn’t Alaska)”

Was I rude? Yes, guilty as charged. This person thought me an idiot whom they could dupe. No sale. I was able to determine with certainty that “G. Finkes” and Tlove” were the same person and that they live in Alabama not far from my witness. Finding the email that “Tlove” employed, hoping to pull off another deception, I looked up “teleworm.us” which was part of their email address. Here is what Teleworm says of its own product. Anyone can see this on their home page:

“teleworm.us is part of a free disposable email address service called Fake Mail Generator. This service allows anyone to create a temporary email address that is only capable of receiving email. No legitimate email will ever be sent from teleworm.us.”….” If you receive an email from teleworm.us then you can be 100% confident that the email address was forged.

I welcome people to read the articles that I have diligently researched and spent countless hours writing. I also welcome comments, even those that disagree with me as long as they are constructed from sincerity. But I do not welcome people who come here with an agenda intending to impugn the witness in the JonBenet murder case. The witness has voluntarily taken a polygraph and passed and has provided me with dozens of items of evidence including fresh handwriting samples. They wrote the note, not Patsy Ramsey, not John Ramsey.  There are at least ten people, still living, evenly divided between Colorado and Alabama who can corroborate part or all of the witness’ testimony yet refuse to do so. Some of these are still actively engaging in an active campaign to pin the crime on Patsy, John and now Burke Ramsey. Steve Thomas is deliberately disingenuous as is Fleet White Jr. Perhaps they should be polygraphed.

 

JonBenet Ramsey-Labyrinth of Lies Pt. 8

JonBenet

JonBenet

This chapter is intended to be more of a retrospective and reader advisory than a true sequence to part 7. There are reasons for this that I will be discussing later on in this article. I began the series back in February 2015 with no idea where it was going to lead me.  I knew that I wanted to solve the case but I had no idea how I was going to do it.  I began, like any one else embarking on a new topic, simply doing research, reading everything that I could get my hands on. In doing so, somewhere around the time that I wrote part 5, I stumbled upon a series of comments left on a forum long ago by an anonymous writer. Everything in my being told me that this person was speaking truth and that I had to find them but this individual never posted an email address nor any other kind of contact data.  It is a big world out there.

I convinced myself that it would be impossible to find them after all this time. The comments were left on the forum back in 2002. The forum itself seemed to have gone quiet a few years later. There had been nothing new posted there in over ten years. I looked everywhere performing every google search trick in the book. Nothing.  It was just a big, blank wall.  This person had dropped out of sight and so I did my best to resign myself to the fact that the case would remain unsolved. It kept eating away at me that I had no way to find this person. I berated myself every night but managed to return my focus to the case and all of the sundry details.

I began to research John Mark Karr, the man who was arrested in Thailand in 2006, flown back to Boulder, Colorado but quickly released because his DNA did not match the various DNA left on JonBenet’s clothing, the cord bindings, and under her fingernails.  While I was researching Karr I vaguely recalled some information suggesting that Karr had fled to Australia with a friend in 2001 after being arrested in California on child pornography charges . The friend was arrested in Australia and extradited back to Alabama to face charges on raping and murdering a child. Karr departed for Thailand not long after that.

I began to google that Australia aspect, trying to find more information about this friend of Karr’s. To cut a long story short, I did not find what I was looking for on the Australia connection, but inexplicably, I did find the person I was looking for, the person who claimed to write the ransom note. Here is something else that I was not expecting. I ended up being put in contact with Ollie Gray, one of the original private detectives hired by the Boulder District Attorney. He is up in years now, but still working the case. In fact, he recently returned from a trip to Hong Kong where he was chasing down leads on the JonBenet’s case.  From my most recent conversation with him a couple of weeks ago, I am confident that he is on the right track.

Hopefully, those of you who are waiting for a true part 8 can appreciate why I am not able to give it to you now. It could blow everything. What I will do is describe in very general terms what is behind this murder case. Hopefully, it will be enough for you to “get the picture”.

  • The murder was not committed by a “lone wolf”-it was a group project
  • One group was infiltrated by another group-the two groups had very different motives.
  • Most of the members of group A had no idea that group B were intending to murder JonBenet. In fact, many of the members of group A, including the witness that I tracked down, were told utter and absolute lies in order to gain their cooperation. This included several people in Colorado who were very close to John and Patsy Ramsey. These are all names that you would recognize if you have been following the case from the beginning.
  • At least one Boulder detective was connected to group A
  • John Mark Karr was part of group A although he did not likely murder her. He did, however, end up with a souvenir. He was genuinely smitten by her as were millions of pedophiles all over the world..
  • The person who “handled” group A, a female,  is now deceased. Well, she might just be playing dead.  She had some interesting friends. She loved to wear SAS shoes. Her husband favored Hi Tec boots. Both footprints were found at the murder scene. Both had unusually small feet.
  • The witness who wrote the note has spent nearly twenty years trying to get the FBI, Boulder P.D., and even Lou Smit (now deceased) to investigate group A in Alabama (and the rest in Colorado) but they just ignored the information. This person voluntarily took a polygraph and passed. Think about it. This one fact should tell you that people very high up did not want the actual perpetrators to be caught.

JonBenet was an especially beautiful child.  Child pornography is a GLOBAL industry, generating billions of dollars annually. Now, perhaps, you are beginning to “get the picture”.

 

JonBenet Ramsey-Labyrinth of Lies Part 7

Welcome to Jasper

Welcome to Jasper

Jasper, Alabama-population 14,222

According to Wikipedia, tiny little Jasper is the county seat of Walker County Alabama, and once ranked among the world’s leading producers of coal.  Walker County, it must be noted, bears the dubious distinction of being the “murder for hire capital” of America.

Let that sink in for a minute.

Have Gun, Will Travel

                Have Gun, Will Travel

Contact

A series of serendipitous and unlikely mini-miracles occurred and suddenly “I Know” was at the other end of the phone.  It didn’t seem real, but the urgent, southern voice acted as grounding.  The story came out in a wild patchwork of unfinished thoughts, strings of names of unknown people, and rapid fire vignettes. “There was this time John Mark Karr came in to the store where I worked to take some pictures of me. Said he worked for a beauty salon in Atlanta….You know, I drive around town with the names of all the people involved written on my car”. And so it went for about two hours, total stream of consciousness.

Trying to keep this person on topic went about as well as herding cats. “Do you know who Lisa Wallace is? You know about Governor Wallace? Lisa was Wallace’s third wife (1981-1987). Well, she was selling an antique table, a Persian rug and some ivory and I bought it. Mary offered to store the table for me because it wouldn’t fit in my apartment. The apartment was too small.  This really started when my friend Carrie got kidnapped. She was never found. I miss her so much”.

“I tried contacting the police so many, many times. They just ignored me. I finally talked to Lou Smit. I wrote that note! I wrote that note for Mary because she said she was writing a book about Carrie! I gave it to her in a paper towel tube, that cardboard thing in the center of the roll She told me to buy a mailing tube, but I didn’t. That made me mad”.

There was no paper or pen handy, having been caught off guard  “Better to just let them get it all out”, I thought. Hopefully, there would be another opportunity to pin things down, get the names straight and ask prepared questions. Hopefully.

Blood Moon

Super Blood Moon Eclipse

            Super Blood Moon Eclipse

The second call came in just a few minutes into the super blood moon lunar eclipse in late September. It had been a quiet Sunday and the questions prepared after the first call sat near the phone along with a pen. They had been there for over a week. . There was no way to know when IK would call back, nor if IK would call back.

The moon wasn’t up quite yet. I had gone back in the house to check the time. A few minutes later, the phone rang. The timing was mind numbing.  I picked up the receiver and heard that distinctive southern inflection “It’s me, IK“. I grabbed the pen and notebook . “Here we go”, I thought. “here we go”. Just as Earth’s shadow began to slowly move across the face of the moon, it began.

Q.  When did you meet Mary?

A. I don’t remember exactly. Let me think. It was after my friend Carrie went missing. She was kidnapped in 1991 on September 11th. There were search teams through the United Methodist Church. People looked for her all the way from here to Tuscaloosa because Carrie’s vehicle was caught on a security camera down there. I couldn’t never go because I had to work. But this customer came in from time to time and he would talk to me about it.  He and his wife were in the search. His name was Jim. At some point, he invited me to his house to meet his wife Mary. You know, I think Mary and Jim had something to do with Carrie disappearing, too. I just feel it. Jerry didn’t do that by himself. He didn’t kill himself, either.

(ed. note – police said that suspect Jerry Bland committed suicide as they began to circle the house. IK doesn’t believe that. There were reports that $50,000 was missing from the $300,000. Who got paid and why)?

Q. How long did you know Mary before she mentioned the book?

A. I have to think. She was planning to write a book about the kidnapping.  Maybe it was 1992 before I went over there. I don’t remember exactly when.  There was a Christmas party in ’94. John Mark Karr was supposed to be  there. I don’t think he showed up, though. There’s this man. He scares me. When he came in, I just had to get out of there. So I never saw John Mark there, but I know they were expecting him. You know, when John Mark Karr’s family said he was with them at Christmas Day 1996, they were lying for him. The book, the ransom note had to have been somewhere around the time of that party. I have trouble placing the time. I would like to be hypnotized. I could remember things better.

(ed. note – To me, the way this question was answered indicates a genuine memory process. Notice the associations IK went through in an effort to pinpoint the timeline.)

Q. How old were you back then?

A. Well, I am sixty seven now, so what would that be?

Q. It’s a little over twenty years ago that you are talking about so you would have been in your mid forties. Was Mary about the same age as you?

A. No. She was older

Q. By how much?

A. I am not sure to the year, but I would say she was around ten years older.

Q. What do you remember about her physically?

A. She wasn’t tall, had very tiny feet (giggle).  Her hair was dark…. brown, maybe

Q. How about her husband Jim?

A. He wasn’t tall either, salt and pepper hair. He was a few years older than Mary. I can’t recall his eye color. He didn’t have any scars on his face.

Q. The first time we spoke, you talked about a clipboard and sheets of paper. Did Mary hand you a clip board with blank pages on it that you wrote the note on?

A. No. I wrote that note so many times. I kept making mistakes. I started with a small note pad that I bought from the store where I worked. You know, Handy Dandy. We started with that, but it got to be so messy.  

Q. Then what was the clip board for?

A. Mary kept her ransom note script on there. She would read to me from it and I was supposed to write it down. She said it was a collaboration, but she never liked my ideas.

Q. Was Mary’s ransom script hand written or typed?

A. I don’t know. I never saw it. Mary held the clip board and read to me from it. She never showed me the script.

(ed. note – At the time of the 1st call, IK had specifically said that they had written the note many times due to making mistakes, losing their place while transcribing, and finally took everything home to finish it. This was after several sessions over at Mary’s home office).

Q. Well, wait a minute, if you never saw the script, what were you transcribing from?

A. I already told you that I bought a small note pad where I worked. The first sessions went in to that pad. But it was a mess. Then I go over there one time and she hands me a big pad. It had pages torn out.

Q. It had been used?

A. Yes. It had a short grocery list on there. You know, there was a palm print on that ransom note. That had to be mine. She got me so mad that I slammed my hand down on one of the pages.  (ed. note: there were no prints lifted from the note, not even Ramsey prints)

Q. What did she do that got you so mad?

A. Well, you know this was supposed to be about my friend Carrie. But she tells me to write :Mr. Ramsey”. I said, Mary, who is Mr. Ramsey? That’s not Carrie’s husband’s name. Mary said “that’s one of the characters in my book”. I didn’t know what to think. Then, she tells me “JonBenet”. Well, I can’t spell that, so I ask her how to spell that and she didn’t know. That’s when I got really mad and I told her, these are your characters. How can you have a character but you can’t spell their name? I just was so mad. It didn’t make any sense. I slapped my hand down right on the paper really hard.  She couldn’t spell JonBenet, I couldn’t spell it, so I said “why don’t we just say ‘your daughter’?  She was ok with that so that is what I wrote. I tried to get her to change a few things, but (other than that) she never would.

Q. What did you try to get her to change?

A. The ransom amount, for one thing. It just didn’t make sense to me to ask for $118,000. I told her ‘that’s such an odd amount…and it’s too low. You should make it a million’.  She wouldn’t do it. It had to be $118,000. And I told her to change attache to ‘briefcase’. Wouldn’t do that either.It didn’t feel like much of a collaboration to me. 

Q. Ok, ok…then when was the final note written? The one that went into a paper towel tube? The one that ended up at the Ramseys’?

(ed. note – the answer rocked my world)

 

to be continued in Labyrinth of Lies Part 8

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

JonBenet Ramsey-Labyrinth of Lies Part 6

JonBenet

JonBenet

And the Wind Cries Mary

After all the jacks are in their boxes, and the clowns have all gone to bed,
you can hear happiness staggering on down the street, footprints dress in red.
And the wind whispers …Mary.

A broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterday’s life.
Somewhere a Queen is weeping, somewhere a King has no wife.
And the wind it cries ….Mary.”  Jimi Hendrix

The Ransom Note

Back in 1997, magazines and tabloids trumpeted that handwriting experts hired by Boulder PD felt that there was a 73% chance that Patsy Ramsey had written the infamous ransom note. Examination of a deposition taken of John Ramsey in conjunction with a lawsuit filed by journalist Christopher Wolf yielded a firmly contrary point of view.

When probed about the possibility that his wife had written the note, John Ramsey stated in unequivocal terms that he did not believe that she had.  He described her handwriting as being feminine and fluid, unlike the uneven and choppy writing style of the person who penned the lengthy note.  He added that Patsy had been very well educated and the the misspelling of the words business (“bussiness”) and possession (“posession”) precluded her as author of the note.  He was certain that his wife did not write it.

Patsy insisted to the day she died that she had not written the note nor had anything to do with her daughter’s murder.  No matter. 73% is a nice, strong percentage. And no matter that it made no sense whatsoever for a murdering mother to pen a rambling three page ransom note, yet leave her child’s cold corpse in the basement where it could be discovered.  One wonders if it ever occur to the Boulder PD that they were looking at a sophisticated misdirection of blame?  Might someone have been trying to pull off a perfect crime?

The “Experts”

The experts pointed to distinctive words and phrases salted in the note here and there which they felt really, really screamed “Patsy”; the word “hence” for example. She was known to use “hence” from time to time.  Did she harbor some secret animosity toward her entrepreneurial and very successful husband, enough to scribble this highly insulting gem,  “don’t try to grow a brain, John”? And why would she make the mistake of telling him to “use that good southern common sense”?  Patsy knew that John did not come from the south.  They were residents of Atlanta before they moved to Boulder.  Patsy was born and raised in West Virginia but John had grown up in Michigan.  John was no southerner. Whomever wrote the note did not know that.

No7ThirdPlace

In hopes of generating leads that would result in identifying JonBenet’s killer a forum called Webbsleuths was created. It was moderated by an individual using the screen name Jameson.  In late 2001, using the screen names “No7ThirdPlace” and “I Know”, a person came in to the forum and began to share a breathtakingly peculiar story, a story which Boulder P.D. saw fit to ignore.

“No7ThirdPlace”  posted a series of details about a personal experience that slowly unfolded between late 1992 through 1995.  Over time, “No7ThirdPlace/”I Know” ” came to realize that those experiences held a critical clue to the murder of JonBenet Ramsey.  It took many attempts and the intervention of Jameson to get Boulder P.D.’s attention.  When a detective finally did speak with “I Know”, his manner was rude and demeaning .  The clue conveyed to the police came to nothing. The lead was ignored.

 

Alabama State Map

            Alabama State Map

And the Wind Cries Mary (while softly whispering Jasper, Alabama)

“I Know” had made the acquaintance of a woman named Mary after her friend, Carrie Smith Lawson, had been kidnapped in September 1991 . The twenty five year old Mrs. Lawson had received a call from someone who claimed to work at a local hospital.  “Come quick! It’s your father”, she was told.

Carrie and her husband rushed out of their home in Jasper, Alabama only to be set upon by masked assailants, as the husband Earl Lawson told the story. They tied Earl up and abducted Carrie in her own Ford Explorer.  Two days later, she was allowed to place a call to her husband. The kidnappers wanted $300,000 in ransom which was to be left in a specified tunnel. The ransom money was delivered but Carrie was not returned. Police subsequently made a relatively swift arrest of one Karen McPherson.

McPherson quickly rolled on her distant cousin, Jerry Bland and admitted to being the voice on the phone. As police surrounded Bland’s house, he shot himself in the head.  Most of the $300,000 ransom was recovered from his attic.  But there was also significant cash in his car which was linked to a recent cocaine deal.  Jerry had a hobby, Jerry had a part-time job.  Remember the death of the daughter of an ex-housekeeper of the Ramseys in Boulder a couple of weeks before JonBenet?  (see part 5)

Some weeks later, Carrie’s Ford Explorer was recovered from a wooded area some 45 miles away from Jasper, but Carrie was never to be seen again. She was declared dead by the court two years later.

“I Know” had been friends with Carrie and was deeply distraught when Carrie disappeared.  Around the time Carrie disappeared, prime suspect Jerry Bland was captured on a security camera in Tuscaloosa, some fifty miles to the south. Volunteer search teams looked everywhere between Jasper and  Tuscaloosa.

Handy Dandy

Welcome to Jasper

Welcome to Jasper

A semi regular customer of the Handy Dandy convenience store where “I Know”  worked as cashier started talking to “I Know” about the searches. The man’s name was Jim and after some time, he offered to introduce “I Know” to his wife, Mary. Over time, A casual friendship developed and several months along the way, Mary shared that she was working on a book about the Carrie Lawson kidnapping case.  One day,sometime in 1992, Mary asked “I Know”‘ to  assist with her book. Mary, it seems, needed some help writing a ransom note for her novel which she planned to title “The Perfect Murder”.

“I Know”claimed not to have seen a copy of the Ramsey note until 2001 (doubtful) but was horrified to realize that it was the note that had been written for Mary’s book six years earlier!  It was supposed to be for a novel about the disappearance of friend, Carrie Lawson.  Instead, it had been used in a real life murder of a six year old.

Jameson became intrigued enough with “I Know”‘s story to agree to a meeting in order to get a writing sample.  “I Know” wrote the entire statement in front of Jameson and neither of them had brought a copy of the Ramsey ransom note to the meeting.  Here follows the handwriting sample that “I Know” produced under Jameson’s watchful eye. :

JonBenet-I-Know-RN
                “I Know” writing Sample early 2002

 Here is the full Ramsey ransom note:

Full Ransome Note

                                 Full Ransom Note Dec. 1996

Keeping in mind that six years had elapsed between the time each note was created, there are, indeed, many striking similarities between the two handwriting samples. the most striking similarity is with the formation of the word “that” in both notes as well as the consistent use of the typewriter style small “a”. There is also a mixed slant in both notes as well as a similar choppiness and lack of fluidity.

After many frustrating attempts to reach Boulder P.D., “I Know” finally reached out to Ramsey attorney Lin Wood and Wood, in turn, made an introduction to the highly respected cold case ace,  Lou Smit  According to “I Know”, Smit seemed confused by the narrative.  Nothing happened from speaking with Smit

“I Know” provided them disturbing video tapes of Mary and Mary’s friends and even offered to take a polygraph exam.  Nothing. No follow up, no investigation. Nothing.

It was time to track down “I Know” and ask some very important questions. But the last post on the Webbsleuths site was in 2006. Would it even be possible to find an anonymous forum commenter more than nine years after they had gone silent? And would they talk to me if I found them?

 

To be continued Part 7 Searching for “No7ThirdPlace/IKnow”

JonBenet Ramsey-Labyrinth of Lies Part 5

 

The Road(s) Not Taken           

Road-Not-taken by Aaron King

The Road Not Taken by Aaron King

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

 ~Robert Frost

Sickening Truth

DNA was a relatively new scientific advance in 1996.  The future would bring “touch” DNA into the case but that was six or seven years away. Meanwhile, there were skin cells under JonBenet’s nails.

The DNA tests performed and completed within thirty days of her death showed that some of the skin cells were her own (presumably from the scratches that she made to her neck while clawing at the garrote), but also that she had managed to scratch her murderer.  Unfortunately, there wasn’t enough of the mystery DNA to enter into the national DNA identification database, but there was enough of this mystery DNA to prove that it did not belong to anyone in JonBenet’s family.

Investigators knew within a month following JonBenet’s murder that neither John, Patsy, nor brother Burke had murdered her. Yet they sought indictments and tried this family in the press, ruthlessly and relentlessly leaking innuendos and lies and never issuing public retraction as each allegation proved baseless.  Why would any police department engage in such devious and despicable behavior?  Why, indeed?

A Rose Is a Rose by Any Other Name

A Rose Is a Rose

A Rose Is a Rose

In December 2004, San Jose journalist Gary Webb was found dead having suffered two gunshots to his head. Mr. Webb had done  a series of articles exposing the CIA’s involvement in drug smuggling and  money laundering at home in the USA..   Under various natural laws governing biological limitations it is not actually possible to fire a gun in to one’s own head twice.   However, in coroner newspeak, this was, of course, a suicide.

In 2014, mortgage title company CEO Richard Talley was found dead with no fewer than 8 two and a half inch nails driven in to him by a nail gun.  Seven nails were fired into his chest and the eighth into his head.  His company was missing two million dollars that had evaporated from escrow accounts.

Mr. Talley and his company were located in Arapahoe County, Colorado, the same county where Denver and Boulder are located. Talley was found sitting in his car, dressed for work with the motor running.  Talley’s death was obviously a “suicide”….he had, after all, used “finishing” nails.   Now that we are clear on our newspeak definition of the word suicide, we may proceed.

 

Only One Homicide in Boulder in 1996-JonBenet

Drugged?

Drugged?

Was JonBenet really the only homicide committed in Boulder in 1996?  As we have just seen, it depends upon how things are defined.

On the evening of December 4th, 1996, twenty one days before the murder of JonBenet Ramsey, a neighbor of 37 year old Lorraine Florence Lawrence found her sitting on the ice outdoors wearing just a T-shirt and panties.  Blood was streaming from one eye and there was a male standing nearby.  It was around 11  p.m.  The neighbor urged her to go back inside her apartment, and she did.

The next morning, construction workers were startled to find Lorraine, still dressed only in panties and  T-shirt, laying face down in a construction ditch which they had securely covered and cordoned off the night before.  The site was not far from the apartment complex were Lorraine lived.   Her death was ruled “accidental” by the Boulder coroner’s office.  She was, after all, epileptic with a history of alcohol abuse.  It was decided that she had died of exposure in the cold Colorado December night air.   Autopsy revealed that she had no alcohol in her system but cocaine and an anti-convulsant drug were found

The body had been identified by a neighbor who reported that Lorraine’s face had been beaten so brutally that her features were not recognizable. Her teeth were broken and both her eyes were blackened and bloodied.  Her front door had been left wide open all night and a trail of blood led from the apartment to the construction site where she was found.

Neighbors had heard a scream and a thud somewhere around 1 a.m.  There was a pool of blood in the parking lot not twenty yards away….but she died of exposure…after she broke through a well secured covering of plywood .  And voila, there had been only one homicide in Boulder that year, little JonBenet.

As peculiar and suspect as all of that may be, we aren’t done yet because there is one more detail, something truly odd, even creepy.  Lorraine’s mother, Geraldine Vodicka, had worked as a housekeeper for the Ramseys several years prior.  Mrs. Vodicka was there when Patsy was sick with her first bout of ovarian cancer. Now, what are the odds that the only two people murdered in Boulder in 1996 died within three weeks of each other and, more importantly, were acquainted with one another?

Michael Helgoth

Michael Helgoth "Suicide"

Michael Helgoth “Suicide”

In February 1997, three months after JonBenet’s death, the FBI urged Boulder D.A. Alex Hunter to apply some psychological pressure to the killer.  On February 13th,  Hunter held a press conference and delivered the following message which the FBI had written for him:

“I want to say something to the person or persons who took this baby from us; the list of suspects narrows.  Soon there will be no one on the list but you.”  And voila, later that day, Michael Helgoth was “suicided”.  But a rose is a rose is a rose.

We must infer from this official ruling that the right handed Helgoth  had reached over to his left side, twisted his wrist around, and fired a single shot through a pillow that he had placed there to muffle the noise, .threw the pillow a few feet away, and then died.  Of course he did.

Helgoth pillow and bullet hole

Helgoth pillow and bullet hole

 

Here to the left is the pillow with a bullet hole and gun powder residue.  Most people who commit suicide with a gun simply fire it into their head.  Most coroners would have ruled this a murder, but not in Boulder. In Boulder, this is a suicide.  No small wonder that the murder rate in Boulder is so low.

 

Helgoth worked in a salvage yard with John Kenady.  According to Kenady, Michael was chipper as could be back in November of 1996 telling coworkers that he and a partner had scored a deal and they were each going to make fifty to sixty thousand dollars in the following month.  But according to Kenady, Michael was noticeably sour after Christmas had passed. When Kenady read about the ransom note and the demand for $118,000, he immediately suspected Helgoth.  Soon after Helgoth died, Kenady attempted to report information to Boulder P.D.  He claims to have placed as many as twenty calls to various Boulder detectives but no one ever returned his calls. Kenady is the only known source for this tidbit. It may or may not be true.  The fact of the matter is that the mystery DNA under JonBenet’s fingernails did not belong to Helgoth.

Michael was an unusual kind of guy.  He owned a stun gun (the one found in his room did not match JonBenet;s wounds) and had a goofy habit of dressing up like a Ninja at night.  Boulder had been suffering a rash of peculiar break ins over the months preceding JonBenet’s murder.  Nothing was taken and residents were not attacked.  These strange break ins stopped abruptly after Helgoth’s death.  Why would anyone break in to a home and leave empty handed? Why do this multiple times, always taking nothing, always harming no one?  Might it make sense that his specialty was not in removing property, but in adding items to a home, perhaps something to implicate an innocent party… something like a yellow legal size notepad from which a ransom note was torn?

Charlevoix Intruder

The Ramsey family had stayed at the Charlevoix home from June through mid August and had returned there one more time over the Labor Day weekend of 1996.  This was followed by a party at the house and then the visit of John Ramsey’s brother, Jeff.  Attempting to hide from the press, John and Patsy returned to the Charlevoix house in 1997.

In September of 1996, the Ramseys had given permission to friends in Michigan to use their summer home for a party.  This was the same summer home that the Ramseys were planning to visit for Christmas break.  As we know, they never made it there for Christmas vacation.

After the party in September, the friend let Patsy know that a guest had spilled wine on the carpet in the living room. Patsy contacted her cleaning service in Michigan to request that the carpet be cleaned.  When the cleaning staff checked the rest of the house, they reported a disturbing find to the Ramseys.

Someone had been staying in JonBenet’s room. There was clear evidence of someone laying on the bed and more chillingly, there was a small, unlocked suitcase left behind at the foot of the bed as well as a pair of cowboy boots which were in very good condition.  The clothing items inside the suitcase were neatly folded and clearly belonged to a male. There were nine bedrooms in the house to choose from, including a guestroom downstairs. Why would a man choose to stay in a little girl’s bedroom?  Only one thing was clear, this guy had left in a hurry.

The party had been held there on a Saturday, the cleaning people arrived the following Thursday, and John’s brother arrived for a weekend stay two days after that. The items were no longer present by the time the brother arrived, so it would appear that the intruder had been surprised by the cleaning people and had either hidden himself on premises or temporarily fled the Charlevoix summer home.  Where might he have gone with his suitcase and his cowboy boots? How did he get in to the house?

The Hitchhiker and the Handicapped Man

After JonBenet’s death, an elderly handicapped man living in Charlevoix  told many people in he community about his encounter with a man who flagged him down requesting a ride to the airport . The handicapped man had observed him running down the hill from the Ramsey summer home. According to the handicapped man, the hitchhiker ranted and raved about John Ramsey during the ride saying that he hated John and wanted to “hurt his daughter”.  Charlexoix police did take his statement in the summer of 1997 after the man had at last made contact with Patsy Ramsey.

Gas Station Man

An attendant at the Shell station reported to investigators hired by the Ramseys that a man had been there several times in late fall.  He was estimated to be in his late thirties-early forties with a beard, shoulder length black hair and a dark complexion.  Sometimes he was dressed well, other times shabbily, but he always had a big wad of cash. He had no car and sported finger less gloves.  He talked about John Ramsey and claimed to have “unfinished business” in Boulder.

In spite of visiting Charlevoix at least three times, BPD never interviewed the attendant nor did they speak with the housekeepers who had discovered the suitcase and boots in the Ramseys’ Charlevoix home. They never interviewed the handicapped man

Boatman

But Boulder P.D. did interview “boatman” in Waterford, Michigan.  John Andrew Ramsey is John Bennett Ramsey’s eldest son from his first marriage. On February 5th, 1997, the unidentified boatman contacted Star Magazine to make the claim that John Andrew had offered him $10,000 if he would help murder little JonBenet.

The Ramseys typically visited their summer home on long holiday weekends such as Memorial Day and July 4th.  The informant alleged that the crime was to take place over the spring/summer of 1996.  According to boatman, someone claiming to be John Andrew approached him with a plan to take JonBenet out on the lake in a small dinghy.  Boatman was to ram his big boat in to the small boat.  John Ramsey was going to jump in to the water just before impact leaving JonBenet to die.  Boatman claimed to have nobly refused the offer.

Waterford police interviewed the informant but came to the conclusion that he was not credible due to a history of acting as a drug informant in cases where he had actually planted the drug evidence himself.  It was further determined that John Andrew had not been to Michigan that spring and summer.  It would seem that somebody was very determined to point a finger at the Ramsey family.

Running Man

Several weeks after the murder, a female neighbor of the Ramseys called in to the Peter Boyle morning talk show on Denver radio station KHOW-AM to report having seen a man running from the Ramsey home early in the morning of the day of December 26, 1996.  The man was tall and thin with short brown hair.

Bus Station Man

In August 2006, the Rocky Mountain News published the story of Daniel Pride who boarded the 1 a.m. bus to Denver at the Boulder Bus Station.  The station is a 1.3 mile walk from the Ramsey home. Mr. Pride had a prolonged, peculiar and extremely uncomfortable interaction with another passenger.  Pride’s innocent request for a light for one last smoke outside the bus door elicited looks of extreme terror from the other man.  As the bus drove along, the man kept glancing back at Pride.

Pride described the man as 5′ 11″ tall dressed in a western style fleece vest.  he noted that the vest had a shiny stain over the area of the heart (blood?). Mr. Pride did file a report with Boulder P.D. not long after he became aware of the murder of JonBenet.  He contacted Boulder P.D. one more time in August 2006 when he saw news footage of the arrest of John Mark Karr.  As far as Pride was concerned, that was the man he had encountered at the bus station between 12:30 and 1 a.m. on December 26, 1996!

Mr. Pride had no idea why his request for a match or a lighter had elicited so much terror from the man at the station. Had no one ever pointed out to him just how much he resembles John Ramsey?  To a guilty conscience, it must have been as frightening as seeing JonBenet’s ghost.

Daniel Pride

Daniel Pride

John Ramsey

John Ramsey

 

“Roads Not Taken” to be continued in Part 6

JonBenet Ramsey-Labyrinth of Lies-Part 4JonBenet-justice

Turning a Blind Eye Is Not the Same Thing As Justice

Boulder P.D. continued to remain fixated on the Ramseys no matter what they were presented with.  Evidence to the contrary was often ignored.  There was no evidence of forced entry,   therefore there was no intruder.  Period.

Never mind that prison inmates teach one another the fine art of lock picking and never mind that the Ramseys had loaned spare house keys out freely to housekeepers, handymen, friends and construction workers.  And never mind that every time a person leaves their car keys with a valet, they risk that impressions of their entire set of  keys can be made so that duplicates can be cut later.

The D.A.’s office under special prosecutor Michael Kane even sought to suppress, confiscate and destroy Lou Smit’s exculpatory evidence.   People who thought they had very pertinent information regarding non-Ramsey suspects complained that they had placed as many as twenty calls in to various Boulder P.D. personnel but never received a call back.  The same complaint was made against the FBI.

To be fair, Boulder P.D. did not sit on its hands   They did investigate hundreds of people and collected writing samples, hair samples, and DNA samples.   They did.  And to be fair, the Ramseys seemed to go out of their way to make themselves  suspect.  Their behavior was often quite strange, quite curious.

Many years later, it was revealed that Boulder was taking direction from the FBI.  In essence, the FBI. became their handler.  JonBenet had been the only murder in Boulder that entire year.  But then, it depends upon one’s definition of murder (part 5).

Suddenly, these people were dealing with a heavily scrutinized high profile case complete with media frenzy.  When the FBI. told them to go with the stats that show the vast majority of child deaths are at the hands of a parent Boulder closed their eyes to everything else.   Justice, in order to be justice,  should be blind to all save the preponderance of the evidence which must be carefully and thoughtfully weighed.   These people made up their minds the very first day and spent the rest of their time trying to make the clues fit a fore drawn conclusion.

One Simple Fallacy

Officially, there was one theory and one theory only; that Patsy Ramsey had killed her daughter accidentally with a blow to the head.  The ransom note, the garrote and the vaginal trauma were all part of a desperate staging by Patsy Ramsey (and possibly John) in an effort to point away from themselves.

But if your child is dead because you killed them, accidentally or not, and you know that the body is in the  house, would you sit down and calmly write a three page ransom note?  Knowing that you have just killed your child and you have coldly decided that your diversionary theme of the day was going to be bondage with a hint of sexual abuse perpetrated by a murderous pedophile intruder, of what possible use is a three page ransom note from a “small foreign faction”???   If you aren’t going to dispose of the body well off premises, what is the purpose of a ransom note?  And if you are going to stage an intruder/pedophile scenario, why bother with a garroting?

False Premise

According to the official theory, and accepting for a moment the notion of a staging by the parents, the blow to the head MUST HAVE COME FIRST because all else belongs to the staging which followed the fatal strike to the head  Without this sequence, the prosecution would never be able to successfully pin the tail on the Patsy .  The head blow had to come first.

Nail Marks and Stun Gun

Nail Marks and Stun Gun

But here lies the problem;  the autopsy noted that there was a small quantity of JonBenet’s own skin cells under her nails.  Just above the cord that was deeply embedded in her neck, there were tiny scratches, little half moons.  This means that she had not yet received that terrible blow to her head.  Had the head blow come first, she would have been unconscious and could not have screamed and she could not have clawed at the cord.   She did both of these things.  She was quite conscious throughout all of that torture   As Lou Smit had advised, the blow to the head had followed the garroting.  This was a vicious murder, not a cover up of an accidental blow to the head by a parent, and not a kidnap attempt.

The policy that the FBI promoted to Boulder PD was to go with the odds, the stats,  At this point, the impossible became possible.  The statistics support the murder being at the hands of a parent.  Anything to the contrary had to be ignored and/or suppressed.  Otherwise why try to confiscate and destroy Lou Smit’s evidence?  Why neglect to return calls from people who were trying to provide additional information and clues?  The fix was in courtesy of the FBI and an inexperienced and perhaps controlled local homicide division.

The Favorite Pink Nightgown

Static Cling

Static Cling

 

JonBenet’s favorite pink nightgown was on the wine cellar floor  along with the white blanket. Psychologists felt that this implicated the mother.  Who else would know which nightgown was JonBenet’s favorite?  Who else would place it there with JonBenet?

Why didn’t the FBI. go with the odds on this one?  The blanket had been left in a dryer along with other laundry.  The presence of the night gown was most likely just a result of static cling.  A frenzied murderer and a very dark room,  the killer never even noticed that the nightgown was stuck to the blanket.   Yet early reports spun this to further implicate the mother.

 

DNA=“Do Not Analyze‘.

In Boulder, DNA must stand for “Do Not Analyze‘.  When you have two minuscule  spots of blood, analyze one and don’t bother with the other.  There were two very tiny spots of dried blood on  JonBenet’s under pants.   Boulder decided to test for DNA on just one of them There wasn’t enough DNA in spot number one to get a full profile.  Are we to think that Boulder investigators could not reason that the second spot should be tested as well?  For whatever reason, they did not test the second spot in 1997.

Nothing further was done with the DNA until 2003 when an attorney noticed that the second tiny blood spot had never been tested.   As a result of this testing of spot two, the DNA of a Caucasian male was found and it did not match any Ramseys. Seven long years  had passed since the murder of JonBenet; seven long years of focusing only on the parents of JonBenet.   At last, there was a DNA suspect profile that could be entered in the FBI’s national DNA database.   To this day, curiously, no match has been found.  But it wasn’t from the Ramseys.  There had been an intruder after all.

Fibers

There was quite a lot of fiber evidence left at the scene.    Fibers were positively everywhere.

“During the vaginal examination, small dark colored fibers were found on JonBenet’s external labia.  Dr. Meyer (Coroner) stated that it appeared that JonBenet’s pubic area may have been cleaned, or at least wiped by someone using a towel or piece of clothing. Small dark blue fibers, consistent with a cotton towel, were recovered from the vaginal area.  A white fiber was found on her chin; dark colored hairs were found on the shoulder area of the shirt; dark blue fibers were located on the back of the right shoulder of the shirt; hairs and other trace evidence were located on her shirt underneath both her left and right arms and on the lower part of her shirt; fibers and an eyelash were located on the front of her shirt. 

The gold ring given to JonBenet by her grandmother was removed from the middle finger on the right hand, along with the bracelet given to her by Patsy. After removing the ring, more fibers were found underneath the ring, and additional fibers and trace evidence were recovered from the left hand.”

Source:  http://www.acandyrose.com/s-evidence-fibers.htm

Bias

JonBenet

JonBenet

But it was the four microscopic red fibers  found embedded in the duct tape over JonBenet’s mouth that seemed to hold investigators transfixed.  Boulder P.D. seemed confidant that these matched the red sweater that Patsy had worn to the White’s dinner party the previous night.  CellMark laboratories, who conducted the testing on the duct tape, also found brown, purple, blue, and pink cloth fibers as well as animal fur probably beaver.  (Please remember the beaver fur as you will see it referenced again in the upcoming article, part 5.)

The Ramseys had removed JonBenet’s black velvet outfit when they put her in her bed. Did investigators ever check to see if those fibers matched JonBenet’s red turtleneck pajama top?  Why would four microscopic red fibers stuck to duct tape mean more to Boulder P.D. than beaver fur found on the very same tape?   Beaver fur is far more rare and certainly more of a clue than four microscopic red fibers at Christmas time.  If anything was staged in this case, it was the investigation itself.

 

To be continued-Part 5-The Road Not Taken

JonBenet Ramsey-Labyrinth of Lies Part 3

 

John and Patsy Ramsey

John and Patsy Ramsey

The Worm Turns

There was ferocious tension between Boulder P.D. and the District Attorney’s office.  Boulder P.D. wanted to indict the Ramseys but the D.A. needed an iron clad case to compensate for what happened at the outset.  John’s crime scene shenanigans had gifted the prosecution  with a vast and desolate lake of crackling thin ice . Slick… so, so slick.  Boulder P.D. had been inept and John had turned that ineptitude into a wrecking ball against the prosecution.   Nicely played, everyone.

It wasn’t long before the D.A.’s office placed a very public vote of no confidence on its own police department.   In March of 1997 the D.A. asked famed cold case detective Lou Smit  to come out of retirement to lend his expertise to the JonBenet case.  If the Ramseys were guilty, Lou could nail them.  Lou went to work sifting through the files and visiting the crime scene.  It wasn’t long before Smit had found a rasher of clues that Boulder P.D. had overlooked as well as a small parade of outright lies that had been leaked to the media.

Footprints in the Snow

Boulder P.D. demonstrated a consistent pattern of feeding the media half truths, outright lies, and innuendos.  The first of these was their assertion that there was snow all over the ground, yet there were no footprints in the snow.  Therefore, there were no intruders.   In fact, all the paved walkways circling the house were completely free of snow.

They also let it leak to the press that they were going to do an intensive examination of all Ramsey personal computers in an effort to locate pornography.  There was no pornography found of any kind, yet dark suspicion had been planted in the public’s mind.

Steve Thomas, lead detective for Boulder P.D. then released a bomb telling the press that the prosecution’s theory was that JonBenet had once again wet her bed, gone upstairs to waken her mother, and in a fit of rage  born from holiday pressure and exhaustion, Patsy had struck her child in the head and accidentally killed her.  In some mindless panic, the mother then scribbled a ransom note, fashioned the garrote from one of her paint brushes, staged the strangulation and for extra good measure, jabbed her daughter in her privates so as to implicate a male perpetrator.

Apparently, Patsy had failed to consider that her dead daughter’s corpse left in the basement would completely negate the three page ransom note that she had just so craftily penned.   Her deviousness, it would seem, only went so far.  The coldhearted snake of a mother didn’t have the sense to load her dead child into the trunk of her car and head for a forest.

Had this scenario ever gone to trial, defense would have been pointed out that there was no swelling under the scalp and relatively little blood in the cranium, indicating that JonBenet was either already dead or very close to death, at the time of the blow to the head.   The type of injury that she had received from the blow to her head should have caused so much vein and capillary damage that the blood would have leaked from her nose and her eyes.  As previously stated, the coroner did not realize that there was anything wrong with the skull until he peeled back the scalp at autopsy.

Furthermore, JonBenet’s sheets were dry.  Thomas and his team had to have known that they were dry.  How, one wonders, could Steve Thomas have been so utterly unscrupulous?

 The Basement Grate

Grate Over Basement Window Access

Grate Over Basement Window Access

 

Smit quickly found evidence that a locked basement window had been approached, tried, and abandoned.  Just around the corner from that window was the grate which gave access to another basement window. When Smit lifted the grate, he must have smiled at what he saw.

There was vegetation growing along the edge of the grate that had been dragged inward and had became pinched between the grate and the support lip indicating that someone had recently lifted the grate and slid down into the well.

Pinched Foliage Under Grate

Example of Pinched Foliage Under a Grate

 

Down in the well, dirt, leaves and debris had clearly been recently disturbed. The center window was broken and slightly open.  Dust on the outer sill clearly had been disturbed   Boulder P.D. had discounted this window as being the point of entry for an intruder stating that no adult could have fit through it.  However, an average height and weight Lou Smit had no trouble fitting through that window and dropping into the basement.

 

Basement Window Under Grate

Basement Access Under the Grate

Basement Access Under the Grate

 Basement Floor Plan

Floorplan of Ramsey Basement

Floorplan of Ramsey Basement

Boulder P.D. did not seem to have any curiosity about this; evidence of a hand coming through  the basement window

Unknown Hand

Unknown Hand

Clues in a Guest Bedroom

2nd Floor

2nd Floor

 

JonBenet’s room (top left) is colored pink .   There is a bathroom next to her room that belongs to the guest room.  John Ramsey’s older son, John Andrew, from his first marriage used that room whenever he visited.   Both John Andrew and his full sister Melinda were already in Michigan waiting for John, Patsy and their half siblings to join them.

Drawers and cupboards in the guest bathroom were hanging open, a dirty rope was sitting on the floor near the closet.  When Smit studied police photographs of this room, he was struck by something everyone else had ignored.   His eyes stopped at the bed skirt.    This is what he saw:

 

JonBenet Guest Room

JonBenet Guest Room

The very bottom of the right edge of the bed skirt looks uniformly tucked inward.  The foot of the bed shows an area in the front corner that is pushed outward.   The room itself is only a few feet away from JonBenet’s room and it sits over the garage.  This would be the perfect location to wait for the returning family.  As for the rope, no one knew where it had come from.

Rope from guest room floor

Rope from guest room floor

Smit’s Shocking Discovery-The Thin Blue Line

There was no sign of struggle in JonBenet’s room.   Detectives reasoned that if JonBenet had been put to bed immediately upon return to the home at 9:30 p.m., she must have been taken from her room by someone she knew and trusted.   There were many items on top of the dresser which was positioned very close to the bed.  Nothing had been knocked over, nothing was disturbed.  She had either climbed out of bed and voluntarily gone downstairs with someone or she was carried downstairs by someone she trusted (ie. her father)

The autopsy had identified two small markings on JonBenet’s back but gave no indication as to what could have caused them.  Smit noticed that these two marks were the same distance apart as similar marks on the right side of JonBenet’s neck.  To satisfy a strong suspicion, he had a close up enlargement made of the marks on her back.   And there it was….he was right.  Here is what he found, a faint, thin blue line:

 

Autopsy-Marks on Back

Autopsy-Marks on Back

And this is what made those marks

Stun Gun

Stun Gun

Smit presented his discovery to the Boulder P.D.  They, in turn, consulted with highly respected pathologist Dr. Michael Doberson of the Arapahoe County Coroner’s Office.  When they emerged from the meeting, they told the press that  the esteemed Dr. Doberson did not concur that the marks were from a stun gun.  Once again, Boulder P.D. was concocting a fiction to poison public perception.  What Dr. Doberson had said was that he could not verify that the marks were caused by a stun gun or not because he had no weapon to match the wounds to. 

Smit subsequently brought an Air Taser 1000 stun gun over to Dr. Doberson.  After comparing the distance between the two electrical nodes of the stun gun to the distance between the marks on JonBenet’s back, he was able to confirm that she had been subjected to a stun gun at least twice the night she died!  Smit was ready now to go suspect hunting, and it wasn’t the Ramseys.

It was right about this time in May of 1998 that the Governor named a special prosecutor, Michael Kane.  Smit  suddenly found himself locked out from the Murder Office that the D.A. had set up for him.  There would be no suspect hunting unless the suspect was named Ramsey no matter what the evidence.

Michael Kane-Special Prosecutor

Deputy District Attorney Michael Kane

Age: 47

Michael Kane was hired by the Boulder County District Attorney’s Office in May 1998 to help weigh whether a grand jury investigation would further the Ramsey case.  A graduate of the University of Colorado School of Law, Kane worked for seven years in the Denver District Attorney’s Office.  He also served as chief deputy attorney general in Pennsylvania, worked as an assistant U.S. Attorney and, just prior to this, was the deputy secretary for enforcement in the Pennsylvania Department of Revenue.

Kane made a name for himself in 1984 by securing the conviction of a Denver man who murdered his girlfriend’s 9-year-old daughter. There were no eyewitnesses to the crime and the murder weapon was never found.  In 1991, he convinced a Pennsylvania grand jury to indict a mother for the murder of her child, a killing that initially had been ruled an accident. The woman later pleaded guilty to third-degree murder. Not surprisingly, Kane’s forte seemed to be winning convictions with scanty evidence.  By August, prosecutors announced their intention to use a grand jury and, under Kane’s direction, the panel began hearing evidence Sept. 15.

Snake in a Suit Tries to Set Up Kangaroo Court

Not only was Lou Smit locked out of the Murder Office, he was slapped with a lawsuit from Kane demanding that Smit turn over all evidence and leads that he had developed.  Kane also petitioned the court that Smit’s evidence be destroyed.  In February of 1999, Kane denied Smit permission to present evidence to the grand jury!  Smit was able to prevail in court with the end result that he kept all of his materials and he did present his evidence to the grand jury.  Smit also released all of the police photos which up to this time had been kept from the public.  According to Smit, he had never done that before in all his illustrious career but he was disgusted and infuriated with what he felt was a railroading of two innocent parents.  He had resigned from the D.A.’s office fearing that his continued presence there would imply that he had agreed with the indictment that was sure to come.

Grand Jury Indictment

“The indictment on child abuse resulting in death, when charged as “knowingly or recklessy,” is a Class II felony in Colorado that carries a sentence of four to 48 years. The statute of limitations on that charge in Colorado is three years from the date of the crime. The vote for the indictment was in October of 1999, over two months before the statute of limitations would have taken effect.

Then D.A. Alex Hunter refused to sign the indictment, presumably because he did not believe there was sufficient evidence to win a courtroom conviction. There is no doubt that the completely botched crime scene would have enabled the defense to put up strong resistance to any allegations advanced by the prosecution.

On the other hand, in refusing to sign the indictment, Hunter did not follow the Colorado statute governing grand jury practices. The statute stipulates that “every indictment shall be signed”  by the foreman of the grand jury and the prosecuting attorney. As University of Colorado Law School Professor Mimi Wesson told the Daily Camera, the proper legal procedure would have been for Hunter to sign the indictment — also known as a true bill — file it with the court and then move in open court to dismiss the charges. “That would be the more transparent and responsible course, in my opinon,” she said.” source: The Boulder Daily Camera  http://www.crimemagazine.com/murder-jonben%C3%A9t-ramsey

The indictment which the D.A. refused to sign was kept from the public until 2013.  It read:

“On or between Dec. 25 and Dec. 26, 1996 in Boulder County, Colo., John Bennett Ramsey did unlawfully, knowingly, recklessly and feloniously permit a child to be unreasonably placed in a situation which posed a threat of injury to the child’s life or health, which resulted in the death of JonBenet Ramsey, a child under the age of sixteen.

And:

On or between Dec. 25 and Dec. 26, 1996 in Boulder County, Colo., John Bennett Ramsey did unlawfully, knowingly and feloniously render assistance to a person, with intent to hinder, delay and prevent the discovery, detention, apprehension, prosecution, conviction and punishment of such person for the commission of a crime, knowing the person being assisted has committed and was suspected of the crime of Murder in the First Degree and Child Abuse Resulting in Death:”

To be continued in Part 4-Turning A Blind Eye Is Not the Same Thing as Justice

JonBenet Ramsey-Labyrinth of Lies Pt 2

Patsy Ramsey

Patsy Ramsey

To recap from the introductory article, “Labyrinth of Lies” , the crime scene was hopelessly compromised by:

  • First responders from Boulder P.D. failing to check the windowless corner basement room where the body lay
  • Boulder P.D. departing, after a cursory residence walk through leaving just one detective, Linda Arndt, on the premises to await the ransom call with no police radio
  • A large contingent of Ramsey invited visitors who had free rein to walk around the house and yard with neither supervision nor restriction
  • John being allowed to drop out of sight between 10 a.m. and 11 a.m.
  • John moving the corpse from the cellar up to the first floor
  • John removing duct tape from JonBenet’s mouth
  • John removing a blanket that the body laid upon, parts of which had been folded over the corpse creating a “papoose” effect
  • John loosening one of the two wrist bindings

And, oh yes, by Patsy throwing herself over JonBenet’s body as soon as John laid her down on the floor….and oh yes, by Detective Arndt picking JonBenet up from there and laying her under the Christmas tree.  Seriously, this was a farce. (foolish show; mockery; a ridiculous sham.).

From this point forward, a trial, even the thought of “the State of Colorado vs  murderer X ” was as dead as JonBenet.  The perpetrator wouldn’t need an F Lee Bailey to skate out of this.  This be a slam dunk, even for a one eyed public defender.

JonBenet

Jon Benet

 

The Ransom Note

Full Ransom Note

Full Ransom Note

“Mr. Ramsey,

Listen carefully! We are a group of individuals that represent a small foreign faction. We respect your business but not the country that it serves. At this time we have your daughter in our possession. She is safe and unharmed, and if you want her to see 1997, you must follow our instructions to the letter.

You will withdraw $118,000 from your account. $100,000 will be in $100 bills and the remaining $18,000 in $20 bills. Make sure that you bring an adequate size attaché to the bank. When you get home you will put the money in a brown paper bag. I will call you between 8 and 10 a.m. tomorrow to instruct you on delivery.

The delivery will be exhausting so I advise you to be rested. If we monitor you getting the money early, we might call you early to arrange an earlier delivery of the money and hence an earlier pickup of your daughter.

Any deviation of my instructions will result in the immediate execution of your daughter. You will also be denied her remains for proper burial. The two gentlemen watching over your daughter do not particularly like you so I advise you not to provoke them.

Speaking to anyone about your situation such as police or F.B.I. will result in your daughter being beheaded. If we catch you talking to a stray dog, she dies. If you alert bank authorities, she dies. If the money is in anyway marked or tampered with, she dies. You will be scanned for electronic devices and if any are found, she dies.

You can try to deceive us, but be warned we are familiar with law enforcement counter-measures and tactics. You stand a 99 percent chance of killing your daughter if you try to outsmart us. Follow our instructions and you stand a 100 percent chance of getting her back.

You and your family are under constant scrutiny, as well as the authorities. Don’t try to grow a brain, John. You are not the only fat cat around so don’t think that killing will be difficult.  Don’t underestimate us John.  Use that good southern common sense of yours.  It’s up to you now, John. Victory!  S. B.T.C  Use that good, sense of yours. It’s up to you now, John”

It sounds like it is lifted from a grade B novel. It is long, rambling and ridiculous. Police have always theorized that the killer sat and calmly penned that red herring after slaying JonBenet.  He/She/They have just garroted a six year old child,  cracked her skull in half  and sexually abused her in her own home with three other family members upstairs.  He/She/They stop and write a wordy, rambling ransom note for a dead child. Cool, cool cucumbers.

The pad that it was torn from was found in a kitchen drawer.  The public was told that there was evidence of a practice note left in the pad.  The Sharpie was there among some other pens.  Patsy Ramsey had acknowledged to police that the pad and the Sharpie were hers.

Hence

Most of us don’t use the word “hence” very often, if at all.  “Therefore” is what most of us seem to prefer.  The ransom note contains the rarely used  “hence” and the housekeeper, Linda Hoffman Pugh, was quick to point out to Boulder P.D. that Patsy not only used the word “hence” with some frequency but she also used exclamation points in her letters and notes.  Patsy had also been overheard telling John to “grow a brain” from time to time.

There was also the problem of the $118,000 ransom.  John was far, far wealthier than that.  It was an oddly low amount but worse, it matched the bonus check that he received five days earlier.  Who would have known that?

Experts brought in to analyze the note agreed that it had been written by a woman.  A man would have written something short and to the point. They also agreed that the writer must have felt that they had plenty of time.  In the end the consensus was that the writer was female, had had a good education, and was likely thirty five to forty years old (Patsy had just turned forty the month before and she was well educated).

 P’s and Q’s

Patsy's Writing Sample

Patsy’s Writing Sample

 

Patsy and dozens of other potential suspects were asked to submit handwriting samples. Handwriting experts  concluded that the closest match was Patsy Ramsey.  She scored an overall 72% probability of being the author of the ransom note.  The fact that the legal pad that it was torn from was found in her kitchen drawer raised that to a 99.99999%. Obviously.

Odds and Ends

The Ramsey family had returned from dinner at close friend Fleet White’s home on the 25th at approximately 9:30 p.m.  JonBenet had fallen asleep in the back seat of the car as had nine year old brother Burke. Both were carried to their respective rooms  and placed in their beds.

John awoke first the following morning and he showered.  Patsy got out of bed around 5:30 a.m, dressed and went down the spiral staircase which led to the kitchen.  The three page note was spread out at the bottom of those stairs.

Patsy Ramsey had answered the door for police a little after 6 a.m.  They noted that her hair was combed, she was wearing full makeup and was dressed in black velvet pants and a red top.  This is what she had been wearing the previous evening.  They thought that suspicious, wondering if she had actually been up all night.

There was a bowl of pineapple sitting in a bowl on the table in the breakfast nook  The autopsy revealed that there was pineapple in JonBenet’s small intestine.  How did it get there?  Who fed her pineapple after she had been placed in her bed?  Did someone wake her up and walk her downstairs?

Boulder P.D. found no signs of forcible entry to the house, however there was a broken, unlocked window in the basement under a grate which was large enough for an adult to fit through.  There were also two first floor windows open very slightly, just enough to accommodate  electrical cord that connected to exterior Christmas lights.

There was a Mag-lite flashlight sitting on the kitchen counter.  John’s older son, John Andrew, had given it to John as a gift.  It was clean of any fibers and hair as well as fingerprints and was suspected of creating the odd shaped hole and massive fracture in JonBenet’s skull.

The Ramseys hired a top notch legal team almost immediately.  They also appeared on several television interview programs and held their own press conferences.  From that point forward, Boulder P.D.  played hardball and the Ramseys played extreme defense.

The Body

JonBenet was found laying on her back, duct tape covered her mouth; arms were stretched up and back, hands resting above her head.  She was deep into rigor mortis and smelled of decomposition.  Someone had drawn a vague heart shape in faint red pen on one of her palms, laid her on a blanket and folded the blanket over her “papoose style”.   The white top  that she had worn to Fleet White’s house was still on the body but the bottoms were different.  The bottoms had been changed before JonBenet was tucked in by her parents. The underpants she was wearing were several sizes too big for her and were stained with urine and what looked like blood.

JonBenet-garroteWhite cord wrapped tightly around her neck connected to a peculiar garrote fashioned out of one of Patsy’s paint brushes.   Both ends of the paint brush had been broken off.  The brush end was found in Patsy’s art supply tray which was on the basement floor.  Small wood splinters were found right next to the tray, confirming that the garrote had been made that night and in that spot.  The tip end of the brush was never found.

It was not readily apparent but JonBenet had been dealt a sharp, powerful, single blow to the top rear of her head.   There was a hole in her skull and a fracture more than eight inches long.  On a six year old, that is most of their skull.  This was the work of a vicious psychopath.

JonBenet skull fracture

JonBenet skull fracture

 The Autopsy

The cause of death was ruled to be strangulation by garrote accompanied by a sharp force blow to the head by an unknown object.  Traces of pineapple were found in the small intestine.  The cord around the neck was extremely tight and had dug a deep furrow all the way around the entire circumference of the neck.  There was some bleeding under the scalp but swelling in the tissue, as well as the brain itself, was minimal.

There was some evidence of recent sexual contact  of an ambiguous nature.  Evidence of rape was not noted, yet the autopsy identified  hyperemia around her vagina extending slightly into the vaginal orifice.  Medical Definition of HYPEREMIA:   excess of blood in a body part (as from an increased flow of blood due to vasodilation) :  congestion

A small abrasion was noted at the 7 o’clock position of the same area.  Small amounts of blood were notated in the vagina and small areas of dry blood were adhered to the labia minor.  No source for the blood was identified in the autopsy….blood, but no wound.

 

Patsy Ramsey

Patsy Ramsey

Pin the Tail on the Patsy

There was one more poignant, and potentially damning, detail.  JonBenet’s favorite pink night gown, which had been sitting in the basement dryer, was on the floor next to her.  Surely, no intruder would know which item in the dryer was JonBenet’s favorite.

It wasn’t long before Boulder P.D. made it obvious that they had one, and only one, suspect in mind.   The prevailing theory within Boulder P.D. was that JonBenet had wet her bed.  Her enraged mother struck her in the head, possibly with one of JonBenet’s trophies.

The killing was accidental and the frantic mother rushed the body to the basement, staged the strangulation and sex abuse, then sat down and composed the torturously long ransom note,   With no sign of a break in, a 72% handwriting match to the ransom note,  the match between John’s bonus and the $118,000 ransom,  the favorite pink nightie on the floor next to her, the red “heart” on the palm……

It was time, ladies and gentlemen,  to pin the tail on the Patsy.

 

Part 3 The Worm Turns

https://adriaen22.wordpress.com/2015/02/14/jonbenet-ramsey-labyrinth-of-lies-part-3/

JonBenet Ramsey-Labyrinth of Lies

JonBenet Ramsey

JonBenet Ramsey

By 1996, John Ramsey had become a highly successful owner of a software company.  His second wife, Patsy, was an at home mother of two, Burke and JonBenet.  She was also, by that time, in remission from ovarian cancer. Patsy had been a beauty queen in her youth and she zealously promoted her gorgeous young daughter in child beauty pageants.  By the time she was six, JonBenet had won dozens and dozens of titles.  Many who had known her had commented that her poise was remarkable for one so young.

JonBenet and Patsy-Chemo and compassion

JonBenet and Patsy-Chemo and compassion

Housekeeper Linda Hoffman Pugh described JonBenet as being the only sunshine in the house but also noted that both she and brother Burke were chronic bed wetters. JonBenet wanted to be a pediatrician when she grew up, perhaps because she spent so much time at her pediatrician’s office.  She had been there thirty three times over the last three and a half years.  The pediatrician had told Boulder P.D. that this was “not excessive”. He had never seen at any time any evidence of abuse.  Of course medical records are confidential but someone claimed to know that JonBenet was experiencing chronic yeast infections.

December 23, 1996

On December 23rd, the Ramseys had hosted a Christmas party at their home. The elite of Boulder were there although the guest list has never been revealed. John’s company, Access Graphics, had been purchased by Lockheed Martin prior to 1996. Surely, many Lockheed executives were there that night. Lockheed has many military contracts, so one might assume that some military clients were in attendance and perhaps a few local government officials.  John’s company was a major employer in Colorado. There was one peculiarity that evening.  Someone at the Ramsey home had placed a call to 911 at 6:47 p.m.but they hung up without speaking.   Police called back but got voice mail so a car was dispatched.  The responding officer was assured that there was nothing wrong and he left.  Later on, it was speculated that dear friend Fleet White had been using the Ramsey phone in order to arrange for a prescription. Somehow, he had dialed 911.  Others speculated that John had dialed.  The suspected objective, in either case, was to test the emergency response time, surely an intriguing hypothesis.

Boulder, Colorado  Christmas Day 1996

It was right around midnight when a single piercing scream of a little girl shocked one of the Ramsey neighbors awake. She thought the scream came from the Ramsey home and thought it sounded like JonBenet.  But when she failed to hear anything further she fell back asleep.  A second neighbor wondered about the strange lights in the Ramsey kitchen late that night.   No one in the Ramsey home heard the scream.  Sometime later, the neighbor recanted saying that she thought the scream may have been from a day or two prior. Mrs Ramsey wakened around 5:00 a.m. and left her third floor bedroom to go downstairs to start the coffee brewing in the kitchen.  The family was to leave early that morning for their Christmas vacation.  She reached the staircase and was puzzled by the sight of three pages of notebook paper sitting at the bottom of the stairs.  She bent over to read….”Mr. Ramsey, listen carefully”, the note began.  “We are a group of individuals that represent a small foreign faction…At this time, we have your daughter in our possession.”  She ran up to JonBenet’s room and saw that she wasn’t there.  At approximately 5:52 a.m., Patsy phoned 9-1-1. Her heavily labored breathing indicated pure, unbridled panic.  Boulder police responded promptly.

Ransom Letter

Ransom Letter

Inexplicable Behaviors

John Ramsey had already summoned his pastor and several close friends including Fleet White to the house.  All were permitted to wander about the home freely.  Patsy sequestered herself in the sun room away from John.  She wept with  her  hands over her face.  One of the detectives was unnerved by the way Patsy stared at him through splayed fingers,.  Unbeknownst to the detective,he and Patsy were positioned directly over the spot in the basement where Jon Benet would be found later that day. The officers on scene made no effort to contain the family and visitors.  This was an automatic, and possibly deliberate,  contamination of a crime scene; a pure gift to any future legal defense team no matter who the suspect might be. Boulder P.D. made a cursory examination of the house and then left, presumably to prepare for the pending ransom call.  The FBI had been contacted and had been requested to arrange a phone tap. The note stated that there would be a call to the Ramseys between eight and ten a.m. to arrange for the ransom delivery but a call never came.

Linda Arndt

Linda Arndt

One lone detective, Linda Arndt, was instructed to remain with the Ramseys and their guests,   This poor woman was soon to be treated to the creep show to end all creep shows. After the deadline for the ransom call had passed , Detective Arndt  made several phone calls to Boulder P.D. because she needed assistance in controlling the movements of the people inside.  She was told that everyone was in a meeting.   Ms. Arndt was struck by the complete lack of reaction by either parent as the deadline for contact by the kidnappers passed. As eleven a.m. went by, then twelve, then one p.m., Linda could stand it no longer.  She instructed John Ramsey and his best friend, Fleet White, to conduct another search of the house.  She instructed them not to touch or to move anything. John made a beeline to the basement followed by Fleet.  She heard John scream and Fleet call for an ambulance.  Seconds later, John came up from the basement carrying an obviously dead JonBenet.  Her remains already bore the faint smell of decomposition.  He held her at her waist, her body stiff with rigor mortis.  So much for preserving a crime scene. It should be noted here that John Ramsey’s adult son from his first marriage, John Andrew, was interviewed by police.  John Andrew recalled that his father told him that day that JonBenet’s body had been found at 11:00 a.m.   Detective Arndt had reported that John Ramsey had left the house for about an hour  right around 10:00 a.m.

Hopelessly Compromised Crime Scene

John Ramsey

John Ramsey

Not only had John Ramsey picked up the body, carried it through the basement and up into the house, but he had also pulled off duct tape that covered her mouth, loosened the cord that was wrapped around one wrist, and removed her from a blanket that she was wrapped in. Where, one wonders, was John Ramsey’s brain that morning?  Or had he deliberately tampered with evidence to protect the murderer?  And was John the murderer?

Tragic Losses

JonBenet was the second of John’s daughters to die in youth.  His daughter, Elizabeth, from his first marriage had died at age twenty two in a car accident.   Ramsey’s housekeeper thought it strange that John kept a photo album of Elizabeth in his personal bathroom.  The housekeeper had said a lot of things.

The Police Return

A dead body?  Well, that;s a horse of a different color.  Suddenly, all those Boulder Police Officers and Detectives who were too busy having their meeting suddenly found time to rush back over to the Ramsey’s.  The coroner, however,  didn’t swing by until  8:00 p.m. and then he stayed only a few minutes.  JonBenet was finally transported to the morgue around 9:30 p.m. Years later during an interview with CNN’s Anderson Cooper, Ramsey would describe the moment of finding JonBenet “a relief and a horror at the same time”.  A relief?  In what way could any of that have possibly been a relief ?

 

Part 2:  Pin the Tail on the Patsy https://adriaen22.wordpress.com/2015/02/11/jonbenet-ramsey-labyrinth-of-lies-pt-2/

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