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Showing posts with label theft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theft. Show all posts
Monday, August 28, 2017
Saturday, August 20, 2016
"Hunter S. Thompson's widow returns antlers he stole from Hemingway in 1964"
CBC Radio: Thompson had long felt a deep connection to Hemingway, and he would end up becoming a large influence in his written work. It was in 1964 that Thompson decided to drive out to Ketchum, Idaho, to visit the house where Hemingway had lived and died. Hemingway committed suicide there in 1961.
Thompson was also there to write a story for the National Observer about Hemingway's legacy in Idaho. And when Thompson got to the home, it was empty. As he was leaving, he noticed a massive pair of elk antlers hanging above the doorway — and stole them.
"[Hunter] made such a long journey to go and visit, and he just couldn't help himself. And he was much younger then, and not as wise." Thompson's widow, Anita Thompson, tells As It Happens guest host Laura Lynch.
"When he would talk about it, he was embarrassed. Because Hunter is not a thief — he's just so caught up in the moment. We planned to take a road trip several times in 2003 and just quietly return them, but we never did," she says.
Unfortunately, the Gonzo journalist would never get around to making that trip to Idaho. On Feb. 20, 2005, Thompson — like Hemingway before him — shot himself.
Thompson was also there to write a story for the National Observer about Hemingway's legacy in Idaho. And when Thompson got to the home, it was empty. As he was leaving, he noticed a massive pair of elk antlers hanging above the doorway — and stole them.
"[Hunter] made such a long journey to go and visit, and he just couldn't help himself. And he was much younger then, and not as wise." Thompson's widow, Anita Thompson, tells As It Happens guest host Laura Lynch.
"When he would talk about it, he was embarrassed. Because Hunter is not a thief — he's just so caught up in the moment. We planned to take a road trip several times in 2003 and just quietly return them, but we never did," she says.
Unfortunately, the Gonzo journalist would never get around to making that trip to Idaho. On Feb. 20, 2005, Thompson — like Hemingway before him — shot himself.
Thursday, October 22, 2015
"Duo steals jewelry from art gallery, leaves name, number in guestbook, cops say"
"If I knew that they cost that much, I wouldn't have taken it,"
Megan Ohara, 24, and David Ziskoski, 19, were arrested on Sunday by the Palm Beach Police Department.
Police said Ohara and Ziskowski walked into the Attila JK exhibition at the ICFA Gallery in Palm Beach Sunday and took a bracelet and a ring belonging to the exhibition's owner and artist. The artist said his jewelry was sitting on a desk in the gallery and that combined, the items cost about $6,000.
He gave police a description of Ohara and Ziskoski, and one officer noted he had seen the duo hanging around Palm Beach.
As officers arrived back to the gallery, the artist said he had noticed something in his gallery's guestbook. Someone had written multiple fake email entries into the guestbook, including "wedidnttakeit@gmail.com," according to the arrest report.
Two of the fake emails included the name "Meg" and one included Ohara's phone number next to it. Also on the page was a drawing of male genitalia and a woman's face labeled as "Meg."
Later at the Palm Beach County Jail, Ziskoski told investigators he and Ohara were the ones who the put the entries in the guestbook, and again said they took the jewelry, according to the report.
Friday, March 14, 2014
"Fans of the film classic doubtless have their own short list of suspects"
"The cowardly thief had no heart -- and precious little brain."
Replicas of Dorothy Gale's ruby slippers from the "Wizard of Oz" were pinched from a lobby display case at the Hilton Garden Inn earlier this month.
http://mfennwrites.wordpress.com/2012/07/25/outsiders-2-dorothy-gale/
And the hotel's security cameras -- there are 50 in all on the premises -- caught the wicked theft in all its brazen ignominy.
Police are asking the public's help in identifying a woman they describe as a suspect in the grand larceny committed on March 1 at 2:05 a.m. She is plainly visible in a still photo and video that accompany the police sheet.
Richard Nicotra, the Hilton's owner, who estimated the slippers' value at $2,500, said he and his wife, Lois, bought them from a vendor in Paris. Displayed for the last several years, they were meant to remind guests that while "there's no place like home," the Hilton strives to provide a reasonable facsimile.Silive.com via the wicked NY Times
"'Disappointed' is the word," he said in respect of the dastardly theft. "You feel violated." Art worth $2 million graces the hotel, he noted, all of it previously undisturbed for the last 14 years.
The miscreants apparently timed the guard's rounds, so as to have a clear shot at the valuable tchotchkes, Nicotra said. He doubts they were guests of the hotel.
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Location:
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Saturday, August 3, 2013
This is the inspiring story of Hafid
from Dubai, The douchebag
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who stole my phone.
He forgot to switch off the camera upload function.
That's why we will enjoy a deep insight into his life.
Apologies there, I had to show this thing a useful word.
The tumbler entry is two pages.
The first brief video is the gayest thing I've ever seen, almost, okay not really, but it is still truly pathetic, so anger becomes blended with pity. Repressed homosexuality so severe its only expression is violence, feigned violence that goes, boink boink boink boink bed and recorded unselfconsciously as if that didn't happen.
Also. Those ubiquitous plastic uni-formed lawn chairs. The chairs that appeared suddenly all over the world a few decades a ago, and I mean suddenly, as if Aliens did it, instantly put them all over, every continent and in the most unlikely places as Aliens wouldn't know any better, outside African huts, inside Arctic stations, at diplomatic meetings, on distant beaches, near volcanos, outside casinos, on mountain cabin porches, cafés. Everywhere all at once with an equalizing unifying force that is breathtaking and mystifying. Those chairs. If you own a few of those, a very high likelihood, they're convenient, easy to manufacture, inexpensive, decorative, designed well, utile, they stack nicely like at Home Depot, you might be a pod-person. Just say'n.
Trade up for flamingos.
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