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But can it pull a plough?

There were several of these tear-assing around the last country show. What they have to do with things rural I do not know, but the plough horse didn’t seem bothered.

I hate to think what it costs to run one of these in a country where gasoline is somewhere north of eight bucks a gallon.

Reminder: new Dead Pool tomorrow. I am still stunned at the brazenness of the Jeffrey Epstein murder.

I say ‘murder’ with confidence, because you can’t break bones in your neck with a jail cell hanging. Dude was manually strangled.

It takes a drop of approximately the height of the hangee to snap the neck. It’s more complicated than that – Albert Pierrepoint, long-serving British executioner, had a complex formula for working out the height of the drop, depending on the height and weight of the subject. Too short a drop, and the convict strangled slowly. Too long a drop, and his head popped off like a Barbie doll. Both very embarrassing for the hangman.

Anyway. You get the point. Somebody went into that cell and killed the man, and I’m sure we’ll never get to the bottom of it. Stand by for a bajillion speculative paperback exposés for, like, the rest of our lives.

But we don’t care about that. We care about Dead Pool Round 124. See you here!


Comment from DurnedYankee
Time: August 15, 2019, 9:16 pm

Well, course we care! Because if it’s all just Jeff than the chance that Chilblains Maxwell will accidentally ride her bike from Manchester “by the sea” up to Magnolia and hurl herself into the sea at the “Reef of Norman’s Woe” is much less.

She could always go to the Hammond Castle and hurl herself from the gate house – it’s a dry moat you know.

But if you’re ever visiting the lovely North Shore of Boston, do take in those sites, very pretty.

Assuming of course you’re not doing it while the police are trying to recover Ghislaine’s body.

Comment from OldFert
Time: August 15, 2019, 10:49 pm

Track as a tractor?
After we left Vietnam and the scurrilous US Congress withdrew promised aid causing the collapse of the Republic of Vietnam, a lot of the M113 personnel carriers were chopped and turned into tractors. Not sure how well they turned out. Couldn’t find a picture, but they pretty much had the troop carrier compartment chopped off. Kinda looked like M548 without the windshields.

Comment from tomfrompv
Time: August 16, 2019, 5:37 am

We prefer to call it “assisted suicide.” Epstein wanted to die because of remorse, but needed some help from friends to get his wish. So let’s just forget about it. No need to look into His friends, Bill, Dershowitz, et al. So what if they all used his jet to visit that island.

Comment from Anonymous
Time: August 16, 2019, 5:00 pm

Ah. I have more information. When I heard ‘bones broken in neck’ I assumed vertebra. Nope. It was the hyoid bone — a tiny pair of little spurs near the adam’s apple. A broken hyoid is 100% indicative of strangulation. You don’t break that bone with brute force, you break it with a specific kind of force — hands around the throat.

All my years of reading trashy true crime books has paid off!

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: August 16, 2019, 5:06 pm

As I hang around waiting for the Dead Pool, I’ll just toss this out here:

”I hate to think what it costs to run one of these in a country where gasoline is somewhere north of eight bucks a gallon”.

Stoaty, you poor naive Summer Child, 60% of Fuel cost in the U.K. goes to taxes…. and the military isn’t paying any….

Comment from Anonymous
Time: August 16, 2019, 5:18 pm

I think it’s more than 60%, Some Veg, but those guys are hobbyists.

Anonymous up there is me. I forgot my Linux machine doesn’t know me.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: August 16, 2019, 5:29 pm

Well! I didn’t realize my phone doesn’t know me.

Comment from LesterIII
Time: August 16, 2019, 5:51 pm

My phone *wishes* it didn’t know me, I torture it so.

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