#lindbergh case

[lost-boy-into-the-upper-heavenly]

This is the cockpit in which Charles Lindbergh sat while piloting the first aircraft to make a solo non-stop transatlantic flight, the Spirit of Saint Louis, in May of 1927. Note the periscope used instead of a forward window. The Spirit was designed and built in San Diego to compete for the $25,000 Orteig Prize, which was offered by New York hotel owner Raymond Orteig to the first aviator to cross the Atlantic non-stop, either from New York to Paris or vice versa.

Lindbergh, a U.S. Air Mail pilot, believed that a single-engine, single-seat, high-wing monoplane would provide him with the best chance of success. Under his close supervision, the Spirit was designed and constructed in just 60 days.

To enhance the center of gravity and minimize the risk of being crushed in case of a crash, Lindbergh had the large main and forward fuel tanks placed in the front section of the fuselage, ahead of the pilot, with the oil tank acting as a firewall. As a result of this design choice, there was no front windshield, and forward visibility was limited to the side windows. However, this arrangement didn't bother Lindbergh, as he was accustomed to flying in the rear cockpit of mail planes with mail bags in the front. When he needed to see forward, he would simply look out the sides.

To address the need for some forward vision, Lindbergh enlisted the help of a former submarine serviceman to design and install a periscope. Inside the cramped cockpit, measuring 94 cm wide, 81 cm long, and 130 cm high, Lindbergh couldn't even stretch his legs.

Today, the Spirit of St. Louis is on display at the Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum.💧

[chaifootsteps]

For some reason, I think the miscarriage route is the most likely one. But that's probably because that was the first thing I thought when Millie's pregnancy was revealed. We'll have to wait and see though.

No matter how much Viv wishes, if she does go this route, it'll never be as brilliant as when BoJack did it.

"As Charles Lindbergh would say, sometimes you fly an airplane, sometimes you lose a baby. In this case you didn't fly the airplane."

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

s4 episode 4 "unruhe" thoughts

woohoo!! it feels, again, like our separation has been so long, but it has been about… 3 whole days. oh, how i miss the earlier months in which i had time to post episode thoughts every day… 

this episode sounds interesting!!! no idea how someone’s thoughts could be captured on film, but we do a lot of disbelief suspension around these parts, with varying levels of success.

wait. hold on. i just saw the description for the episode after this one. what the hell is mulder getting himself into with that. do we need more mulder ex lore? i don’t need that. it doesn’t make me feel warm and fuzzy inside. 

putting aside my many questions on that matter to focus on what is here in front of us.

(author’s note post-episode: …. woaghhh. scully…)

in all honesty, having processed my thoughts, i think this one was just a LITTLE bit too intense for me. which i recognize is okay, and to each their own. but i need to speak my Truth.

liveblogging commences below 

we begin with this sketchy looking dude, who is being rude as hell to a woman putting on lipstick before getting a passport photo taken. god forbid a woman want to serve… then he says to act natural while not acting natural himself. HYPOCRITE!

she goes in for a passport photo and…. she left her money in the car! she must return to this unfortunate man and go get it. but someone is following her…. 

he did something to her… and she gets back to the car to “billy”, but someone did something to him, too!! he appears to be dead and bleeding from the ear!! then she falls to the ground and tries to crawl to safety, but the mystery man in the yellow rain jacket comes back for her…. 

and the man in the photo store looks at the passport photos, but despite taking just a standard headshot, he sees the woman’s dying face in the images!!

oh. that is an unpleasant day on the job for such a nice seeming man.

this intro always makes me laugh... i’m sorrrrryyy the ufo pictures just remind me that this show is fundamentally unserious 

scully and mulder are rolling up to a town in michigan, while he asks her for any thoughts on the case. it appears this woman was abducted three days ago. and billy was punctured in the brain. yuck.

okay, so her name is mary. and this poor pharmacist…. he has to take people’s pictures, and give them drugs, AND deal with this nonsense 

they are at the pharmacy where the “druggist” (they keep using that term which i have never heard before) is showing them his camera, which he keeps under lock and key, and i notice he has some fun candy in the background. but i assume things are not fun at this time for him. 

scully wants to see the camera, and mulder takes a step back to let her pass. it kinda looks like he does that thing where he touches her back, but it’s hard to tell. and once again for all readers, that thing where men touch your back is only attractive when it’s mulder to scully and not between some randos!

scully notices something on the pharmacist’s foot, and also that the film is out of date. she is always noticing things. one of her many lovely qualities. 

mulder calls the pharmacist “bruno hauptman” and i don’t get that reference so i do what i do best: go to wikipedia. oh! bruno is the guy that was executed for kidnapping the lindbergh baby. i don’t know why i thought that mystery was unsolved. i guess it’s because the article is saying it was a heavily criticized and debated case. huh, a mystery for another time.

anyway, mulder is saying this all tauntingly with his stupid beautiful mulder smile, but scully is saying yeah, this nice old pharmacist doesn’t look like a usual suspect.

but she does point out that the film has heat damage, and a heater is right there… “so you think that would make it look like she posed screaming for a passport photo?” <- LMAO MAN LET HER FINISH

BAHAHA she is onto nothing 🔥🔥 

“plus, the film is two years out of date” “oh” the- the photographic chemistry could have changed” (mulder nodding) “uh-huh” “the- the dyes fade… they… alright, what’s your theory?” <- BAHAHA love that… you have to admit when you don’t know wtf is going on! i had full confidence she would pull something out of her science-y brain, but sometimes you just don’t know!

(this stupid scene had me giggling, as did her face of resignation)

mulder seems to ALSO have no idea wtf is going on, but as they discuss this, a police officer walks in and says they might have wasted the agents’ time…. what does that mean? did they figure it out that quick?

back at the house of the victims, they meet a postal inspector. okay!!! that’s fun and different. and i pause to write this down, and scully is SO beautiful, i actually might blow up. a full on explosion where once stood me is liable to go down. oh my gooooood.

okay: postal inspector is investigating a mail theft. mary had been working at the postal office, stealing people’s credit cards, and her boyfriend was signing them! oh! very illegal. inspector seems to think she faked her disappearance, but mulder points out that would not explain the stabbing of the boyfriend. also, they have this creepy ass broccoli magnet on their fridge which. bleugh. it did not spark joy.

mulder wants a camera from their house, and he finds one! did he just. take a picture of scully…? oh my god. he said “stand back, scully, it’s loaded” and took one… he didn’t even let her pose or anything… that's so cute... even if it's a little weird to use a dead person's camera from a crime scene... he wanted to take her picture

no, i am all wrong, for it appears he is just… taking random photos. because someone in the 60’s once claimed that he could concentrate really hard on undeveloped film and show his thoughts. uh. press f to doubt.

(man, i want to live in that very brief and exciting moment where i thought he was taking a cute little candid of her again… it was so blissful there)

wait. what da hell. he just clicked the camera a bunch of times and it comes up with the screaming mary photo again and again.

oh… he thinks that someone was stalking mary, and the stalker’s psychic energy altered the film by him coming in its proximity. i didn't realize that was how psychic powers worked but i am listening and learning

scully says that these images had to be doctored, which is, again, a reasonable conclusion, but he asks her to “what if” the situation and just think about it!!! just imagine!!!

cutscene to… someone crawling on the side of the road. it’s mary!!! she’s bleeding from her eyes (?) and not responding at all to the police car arriving behind her.

now she is in a stretcher at the hospital that our agents are helping to steer. they are kind like that. she had a “painkiller cocktail” in her system, but that wouldn’t account for her condition. scully orders a PET scan for her, a term i have never heard before. i love when she uses terms i have never heard before.

they’re putting mary in what looks like an MRI sort of thing to look at her brain. whatever it is, it is clearly very bad, as told by scully’s visible reaction and audible declaration of “oh my god”, while mulder looks at her and asks “what is it”? 

(and while i appreciate that this is a sensitive moment for our story, mulder not knowing wtf is going on with these medical things always is a favorite trope of mine, 1. because me too, and 2. he is usually such an insufferable know-it-all i love watching him admit when he knows nothing. humility!)

oh my god… “she has been given what’s called a transorbital lobotomy” <- oh that does NOT sound good… it used to be known as an ice pick lobotomy!!! oh my gosh i’ve heard of that one!! ice pick… eye sockets… i can feel myself growing faint…

but whoever did it, did it wrong… who would do a lobotomy without knowing how to do it the right way???

in the machine, mary is mumbling!! she is saying “unruhe” according to the closed captioning, but it just sounds like faint groaning to me. however, given that this phrase is the title of the episode, i venture to guess that it IS in fact relevant.

a policeman bursts in and says there has been a second abduction, and our agents look deeply sorrowful at this news, seeming to know what will happen next if they cannot crack the case.

oh! now we are seeing the new victim, and whoever took her is in fact saying “unruhe”, and other stuff in german! NO! he pulls out a pick…. fade to black. 

WHO in this small seeming town speaks german and has a psychic effect on cameras… ?? i hope this can be narrowed down to a slim pool of candidates!!

scully is going into the next crime scene, where mulder reports that a man has been murdered, and his secretary alice taken. this is not good.

mulder has been looking into what that word alice was mumbling means- first in a phone book, but then as a translation, i guess, because it means “trouble” in german.

WOAH, WHAT?

! SCULLY LORE REVEAL ! she took german in college!!! and knows that the word is more accurately translated as “unrest”! 

(oh my gosh, i need to get back into compiling lore reveals at the end of each season like i did for s1…. good thing i take such detailed notes so i can go back and do them for s2 and s3)

((we didn’t get a ton in the last 2 seasons, so i thought of doing one post for both seasons- but the organization freak in me wants to do 1 per season, so i’ll go through them again and see what i can find when i get bored someday))

scully hands him a photo from the first crime scene, but mulder says the criminal wasn’t there, because if he was, he would have altered the photos. scully seems annoyed that he’s looking for psychic photos and not crime scene evidence, but he explains that whoever did this has to be very good, and photos may be their only lead since he doesn’t seem to know he is doing it. but then scully sees something and her eyes go SUPER wide… and she says she wants to show him something. 

oh! they find a construction company’s logo at both sites. so maybe the criminal worked at places under construction and was able to kidnap the women…? this theory is brought to you by scully.

he says she might be right, but he is going back to DC to get analysis on the photo. she still is skeptical, but he says that since the woman’s time is running out, that’s all the more reason to analyze the one piece of hard evidence they do have, and that he’ll be in touch. 

he must have really cared if he said he’ll be in touch, because usually he just runs off to god knows where to do god knows what. 

(and how much time would they even HAVE if he has to drive all the way back??? that isn’t a quick trip, is it???)

the same criminal dude from before is now saying stuff in german and taping alice’s mouth shut, while mulder is back in the photo lab sitting practically on top of this nerdy yet attractive fellow, asking for the blurriness in the image to be reduced. and it reveals very scary looking demon things! 

mulder sees someone in the back of the photo… and they get a more enhanced image on the face, but it isn’t clear to me who it is. i felt like i was supposed to know who it was, but luckily i wasn't!

scully is ordering people out to canvas and investigate the employees who may have been working at both construction sites. i like when she does that.

mulder and the lab guy figure out that there is a shadow in the background of the photo from the kidnapper. “he’s standing over her, he means to pass judgement on her, like a god” <- an unsettling thing to say, mr. spooky

scully rolls up to one of the construction sites and i’m thinking, oh please, do not get kidnapped, please please, it’s not something we need today. she’s yelling “hello” and no one is answering... but she hears something….. 

it’s a… guy on stilts? it’s the foreman named gerry. oh… could he have made the big shadow in the picture his stilts? but he doesn’t sound german…

mulder calls and says the kidnapper’s legs are unusual, either he’s very tall or he wants to be. stilts man?!?! is it you?!

instead of playing it chill upon hearing this news, she hangs up on mulder, and turns to gerry and says “unruhe”, pulling out her gun. but he uses his stilts to jump across the building! only to collapse and fall. his getaway is thwarted as scully tells him to stop or she’ll shoot, and to prove her seriousness, she does so. but i’m not buying he’s the guy!! sorry my queen!!

NO!! I WAS FOOLED, WASN’T I??? she reaches into his pocket and pricks her finger!!! NOOO! it’s a huge pick in there! like we saw before at the kidnapping!!

is she gonna be drugged from that….

(thankfully, the pick itself did not contain the drugs)

they’re interrogating the dude, and he denies everything. i mean, i guess a lot of people could have stilts and a pick at construction sites. maybe they didn't grab the right fellow.

he says that tool is used to start keyholes in the sheetrock and all fixtures. a good excuse…

but he really does seem confused. 

however, mulder brings up that gerry was arrested before, for attacking his father with an axe handle until he spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair. OH! this is not promising.

gerry says that he was institutionalized, which mulder reveals was for a schizophrenic disorder. gerry claims that since his release, he had been taking care of his father 24/7, until he passed away in january. well i’m not entirely sure if that makes amends, but i guess it’s better than nothing?

“and how did you feel about that?” asks mulder about gerry's father's death, sounding very much like the psychology expert i sometimes forget that he is. then he reveals that the same year gerry attacked his father, gerry’s sister passed. connected….?

gerry is staring intently back at scully, saying that she looks troubled. oh! do not talk to her that way.

then mulder comes in with the enhanced photo from earlier, and asks if it shows gerry’s father. he seems taken aback, like it really is his father, and then further taken aback when he pulls out the full photo and asks if those demons figures are what he sees when he closes his eyes. this finally gets gerry to crack and say that he knows where alice is, and that she is safe, “from the howlers”. HUH? 

(is it bad my thoughts went straight to a howler monkey when he said that? i was thinking man, monkeys do not look like that at all. you and i have seen some different monkeys, gerry. but no, he does not refer to those types of howlers)

a ton of cop cars are arriving in the woods, to find alice, who is bleeding from the eyes, which can only mean one thing in this context. oh noooo. scully seems horrified and as if she is blaming herself 

oh, we get a very charged exchange here. she says it doesn’t matter what is in the photos, or if it shows gerry’s dreams or nightmares, because it’s over, and they couldn’t save alice. she starts the engine, and when i think she’s gonna drive off without mulder, he hops in. i bet that guilt that doctors feel when that cannot save a patient is even worse in her than in usual doctors, because she also has to deal with trying to rescue people from crime. :(

gerry is being taken in and photographed by the cops. but instead of a mugshot, when we see the picture, it’s the guy who was taking him in with a bullet hole in his head. oh! so that seems to confirm earlier suspicions on behalf of mulder. 

OH NO!! gerry reaches out and grabs the gun from the cop! NOOO! 

mulder points out that the image from that interaction showed the man shot in the head, but in reality, he was shot in his throat. so i guess it’s not based on reality as much as his intentions? sure, why not. and scully says there was a robbery at the pharmacy back where the very first photo was taken. no! our druggist friend!

gerry took all of the film in the store and a ton of drugs for more “twilight sleep”, which is a bad sign. i think i’ve seen this film before…

scully thinks that perhaps he was stalking his next victim at the construction site, and i’m thinking, girl i think he picked out his victim alright, but i don’t think she’s in the apartments.

mulder wants to wait a bit for his photo to come out. so he sends her to pull the car around and i’m screaming NO, NO, DON’T SEPARATE, NOT WITH A GUY ON THE LOOSE WHO LOOKED AT HER AND SAID “YOU LOOK TROUBLED” AFTER DOING 2 DIY LOBOTOMIES ON OTHER WOMEN AND KILLING 2 OTHER MEN! JUST WAIT A MINUTE AND WALK TO THE CAR TOGETHER!!!

but she cannot hear me….

NO! as she unlocks the car, a hand from beneath reaches out and pierces her foot with a needle NOOOO��� and it’s gerry and she’s going down and NOOOOOO!!!!

AND MULDER PULLS THE PHOTO OUT TO FIND GERRY WAS THINKING OF SCULLY WHEN IT WAS TAKEN!

he is RUNNING after that car. despite his best efforts, even trackstar mulder is not as fast as a car, yet he follows her and screams her name regardless. until he realizes he will not win this race.

back at the police office, mulder is STARING at that photograph, the one showing scully being taken by these horrific creatures known as “the howlers”. he’s asking for any leads, including “does he have a summer house? a winter house?” which could be seen as desperation for answers or mulder being out of touch with how many people grew up with summer houses, take your pick.

OH! in gerry’s wallet was his father’s obituary. and his father was a dentist… and the name sounds german… 

so they go to his old dentist’s office, where they did an ad for the pain medicine cocktail he’s been cooking up. and mulder finds a footprint and a missing dentist’s chair. 

NO!! scully is in the dentist’s chair at some undisclosed location. waking up to find her arms and legs bound with a pick on the table and gerry in the distance. she’s watching him…. and she says to let her go. 

he begins his german ranting that has happened before the other lobotomies, and she… RESPONDS???? in clumsy german??? she says she has no unrest and doesn’t need saving, but he insists she does??? WHAT!!!

good on her for remembering some words after all those years :,)

he says everyone has some unrest, but especially her. she thinks she must remind him of his sister, and they talk about “the howlers”, who live inside your head, and make you say and do things you don’t mean.

so she turns the tables on this, and says maybe there are no such thing as howlers, and maybe he made them up to justify what his father did to his sister, which sets him off further. OH… so she thinks gerry attacking his father and his sister’s death were related. damn… that’s heavy

she tries to convince him that the “howlers” are just in HIS head, and no one else’s, as he approaches with a camera to try and prove they do exist. because cameras cannot lie!!

back at the dentist’s office, mulder appears to be losing it. mumbling about the 6 fingers the howler had in the photos, and yelling “WHY are there 6?” to no one in particular, as if he can find an answer through sheer willpower. one of the cops is asking him what to do while he looks at the obituary and counts five headstones…. and the father makes 6? sure, if that makes sense to you king!

they’re off to the graveyard while scully is still in a mystery location, with tears in her eyes as gerry shows her the photos he took. he takes the photos to mean he doesn’t have much time left, and tapes her mouth… and oh my gosh, i think of what would go down here if i knew she wasn’t gonna pull through… until gerry hears a tapping and MULDER IS LOOKING IN!! YES!!!

gerry is doing this in a camper van! by the graveyard!!! mulder is peeking in, sees a tooth keychain, and realizes she’s in there!!!! he’s yelling her name, and she’s yelling that she’s in here, while gerry tries to hold her down!!!

mulder’s BEATING on the window of the camper with his hands, and when that doesn’t work, he finds a giant metal pipe and SLAMS it into the window, goes in, and shoots gerry. this escalated quickly, but it was almost not quick enough.

mulder asks if she’s hurt, and neither of them say anything as she walks out, with mulder kneeling down to see that the last photos gerry had taken were of himself dead on the floor. it’s a terribly thick tension that reminds me of the ending to irresistible, but without the tension bursting like it did in that episode with her finally revealing her fear to him. i wish that she did it again this time. 

scully is doing the episode wrap up, sounding terribly solemn. she is reporting that gerry had written a diary intended as a letter for his father, including the list of the women he hoped to “save”. and her name is the last entry. she has no explanation for the photographs. but she empathized with him, which her survival depended upon.

“i see now the value of such insight. for truly to pursue monsters, we must understand them. we must venture into their minds. only in doing so, do we risk letting them venture into ours?” (said while there are tears in her eyes, as she looks at the photograph of her being pulled by the howlers)

WHAT THE HELL.

okay, so chris carter… you and i need to have some words. 

i have a lot of thoughts. perhaps number one: what if mulder had been 5 minutes later… can you imagine him never being able to cope with that….? oh my gosh. oh my gosh. no, i shan’t imagine. but i’m sure they both were imagining it. and that is probably why she couldn’t say anything as she walked out of the camper van. it was too horrific.

second. this was a dark one. i was giggling at first and then it got really dark. lobotomies… are a hard subject.

third. when the writers make the bad guy have a mental illness, i do feel it to be insulting, because we don’t often get a character where a guy with schizophrenia is just a guy doing normal things like working at the store or going to get his oil changed. no, he’s gotta be up to something nefarious. i wish that wasn’t the case and that these episodes didn’t use mental illness in that way, and i understand that things were kind of Like That in the 90’s and arguably still are in media, but it has been observed with distaste. 

okay, final thoughts? like i’ve said before, i believe in gender equality when it comes to kidnapping and rescuing, and i hope that will be evened out at some point. i understand that gerry had a fixation on women for his own personal reasons, but that’s the doyleist vs watsonian debate thing. and i want a 1:1 ratio on who goes about saving the day. although the ratio was uneven in s2, i’m not recalling the ratio from s3, and we’re 4 episodes into s4 with a 1:1 ratio. so i hope that overall, the entire series ratio evens out eventually. damsel in distress is gender neutral

i was actually really invested in this episode, probably because it let us look into scully deeper, and also because the stakes were high, the pacing fast, and the horror a new kind rather than a standard serial killer we get in a lot of episodes. 

but… while i appreciate that, i’m not sure i can say i enjoyed it, you know? because even a “scully speaks german” lore reveal cannot save me from the feeling of… something adjacent to fear? not horror as in “ahhh i’m so scared” but maybe a sort of horror as in “stop putting her into these fuckass situations, let my girl have a day off” and also a bit of terrible grief in knowing that lobotomies were a very real thing and did untold harm. and to be clear, i’m not saying that fact shouldn’t be explored and discussed, i just think that for me it seems to provoke some intense feelings that make me want some fluff. now. 

deliver it. to my door. as we speak. in fact, here is an incomplete list of things i want to read our agents doing in fanfiction form:

apple picking and apple cider sipping, hiking and sharing weird facts they know about the things they encounter (scully will be all “this type of spider has a unique silk production gland” and he’ll be all “this type of wildflower is used to induce hallucinogenic states” while they look at a pretty view), ice skating (can they ice skate? need to explore that), getting ice cream cones, a visit to the beach, decorating for various holidays, a very serious game night- perhaps uno or some sort of trivia where it turns into a real nerd-off, arguing over unsolved mysteries, more implications of them starting a family together if you feel bold and brave, even, but for those who like it more reserved we can just have an aquarium date, watching a meteor shower, scully attempting to understand his fascination with the various sports of the world by tagging along on an anthropological expedition to a knicks game with him, baking, movie theater trip, etc

well! i have gotten myself so enthused at the idea of them doing silly stuff like handing out halloween candy that i have forgotten all about my initial feelings, which shall surely resurface soon when i go through and edit my notes, but you’re gonna sit there and tell me you don’t want to play dolls in your head of them getting hot chocolate together? 

canon? what is canon? c’mere, kid. let’s daydream about them eloping without ever having the “what are we” conversation and ignore the suffering 

[adeepcolor]

Diane, my recorder is on the table. I'm unable to reach it at this time. I can only hope that I inadvertently pressed the voice activation button. I'm lying on the floor of my room. I've been shot. There's a great deal of pain and a fair amount of blood. Fortunately I was wearing my bullet-proof vest last night, per Bureau regulations when working undercover. I remember folding the vest up, trying to chase down a wood tick.

If you can imagine the impact on your chest of three bowling balls, dropped from a height of about 9 feet, you might begin to approximate the sensation.

All things considered, being shot is not as bad as I always thought it might be…as long as you can keep the fear from your mind. I guess you could say that about most anything in life. It's not so bad, as long as you can keep the fear from your mind...

Oh my God. The ring is gone.

At a time like this, curiously, you begin to think of the things you regret. Or the things that you might miss. I would like in general to treat people with much more care and respect. I would like to climb a tall hill, not too tall, and sit in the cool grass, not too cool, and feel the sun on my face. I wish I could have cracked the Lindbergh kidnapping case. I would very much like to make love to a beautiful woman, who I had genuine affection for. And, of course, it goes without saying, that I would like to visit Tibet. I wish they could get their country back and the Dalai Lama could return. Oh, I would like that very much.

All in all, a very interesting experience.

[kwebtv]

Sian Barbara Allen (July 12, 1946 – March 31, 2025)  Actress who mainly appeared on television throughout the 1970s. A native of Reading, Pennsylvania, Allen studied at the Pasadena Playhouse before appearing in her first screen role on the series O'Hara, U.S. Treasury in 1971. She went on to appear in numerous television series in the ensuing years, including recurring appearances on The Waltons, Gunsmoke, and Ironside.

She starred in several television films, including Scream, Pretty Peggy (1973) and The Lindbergh Kidnapping Case (1976).

She later appeared in two episodes of the popular TV series The Waltons (1973) as Jenny Pendleton, an early love interest of John-Boy Walton (reuniting her with Thomas, who played John-Boy and with whom she had appeared in You'll Like My Mother the previous year). Allen and Thomas were themselves described as "together these days", and Thomas wanted Allen to play the Pendleton role. She played the title role of a mansion's housekeeper in the 1973 ABC Movie of the Week, Scream, Pretty Peggy, which starred Bette Davis.

Allen appeared on television series and miniseries such as Captains and the Kings; The Incredible Hulk; Ironside; The Rockford Files; Alias Smith and Jones; Bonanza; Kojak; Gunsmoke; Love, American Style; Columbo: Lovely but Lethal; Cagney & Lacey; Adam-12; and Hawaii Five-O.

 Her last role was in an episode of L.A. Law in 1990, after which she retired from acting.

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[mjrtaurus]

Still obsessed with the idea of the Revs doing silly things I see on TikTok so i am now proposing the idea of the Revolutionary Army Slideshow Nights!

Sabo does his on “The Best Ramen Spots in the Grand Line and Beyond!” (He has them all ranked on a Guy Fieri-eqse scale on the last slide.)

Koala does her presentation showcasing all the non mission pictures she’s taken when out and about (it’s a huge hit, she’s an excellent photographer after all!)

Dragon easily wins the night with his comprehensive slideshow about Den Den Mushi Snails, everything from the discovery and origins to the potential future for the adorable mollusks. He even did a little Q&A segment at the end!

(I am also getting the mental image of little Dragon making a presentation back in the day to show his family and sjdsjelfjdj he’s so cute!)

Sabo has separate categories for spice and non spice lovers, as well as various gimmicky ramen shops thrown in as wild cards. He ensures that the spots he chooses are small mom and pop businesses because fuck the big chains, they cook with no love.

Koala wraps up her presentation with the bonus of goofy candids taken on the job. She has at least one of every upper officer in the RA, which she displays (with permission of course). She got a shot of a very sleepy Dragon one early morning, sitting at the table with his coffee, in a flannel robe over boxers and tank top, no eyeliner, scruffy as hell, and with a crazy case of bedhead. The one she got of Sabo was of him mid flamethrower-esque sneeze.

Dragon- with his lovely assistant Blanca the White Den Den Mushi- goes into fine detail about the speculative branch in evolution that might trace the den den’s species back to a common ancestor among the now extinct sky island dial mollusks. Lindbergh is taking extensive notes on the matter.

[justforbooks]

Regarded as one of Agatha Christie’s greatest achievements, Murder on the Orient Express was first published as a novel in 1934.

The very first publication of the story was in a six-instalment serialisation in the Saturday Evening Post in 1933 in the US, under the title, Murder on the Calais Coach.

The book is dedicated "To M.E.L.M. Arpachiyah, 1933" – Agatha Christie’s second husband, Max Edgar Lucien Mallowan.

It’s likely that the story was drafted when Christie was on an archaeological dig with Max in Arpachiyah, Iraq, although The Pera Palace Hotel in Istanbul has an Agatha Christie Room where, it claims, she wrote Murder on the Orient Express.

The story was partly inspired by the Lindbergh case; a shocking real-life case following the kidnapping of international hero, Charles Lindbergh’s, 20-month old son who was held for a $50,000 ransom. The ransom was paid, but unfortunately Lindbergh’s son was never returned.

The story was also inspired partly by an incident in 1929 when the Orient Express was trapped in a blizzard in Çerkezköy, Turkey, where it was marooned for six days! Two years later Christie was involved in a similar scenario when she was travelling on the Orient Express and the train got stuck for a period of time due to heavy rainfall and flooding, which washed part of the track away!

Christie first travelled on the Orient Express in 1928 which also happened to be her first solo trip abroad. This was to become the first of many trips on the train.

Agatha Christie’s notable attention to detail is evident throughout the novel. While writing it, she checked cabin layouts, door handles and light switches, noting down their positions. These crucial details would lead Poirot to solve the case.

The dust jacket blurb on the first edition reads: ‘Murder on the Orient Express must rank as one of the most ingenious stories ever devised.’

In 1974 the book was adapted for the big screen. Directed by Sidney Lumet and starring Albert Finney as Hercule Poirot, the film was the 11th highest grossing film of the year.

At the age of 84, Agatha Christie made her last public appearance at the royal premiere of the film in London.

In 2015 Murder on the Orient Express was ranked as the second World’s Favourite Christie, which ranked And Then There Were None in the top spot and The Murder of Roger Ackroyd in third place.

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[blackswaneuroparedux]

The airplane seemed far more alive and human than any machine I had ever flown.

Charles Lindbergh

The cockpit in which Charles Lindbergh sat while piloting the first aircraft to make a solo non-stop transatlantic flight, the Spirit of Saint Louis, in May of 1927 was as pioneering as the flight itself.

It was an unusual design to an ordinary layout of a cockpit of that era. A periscope was used instead of a forward window. The Spirit was designed and built in San Diego to compete for the $25,000 Orteig Prize, which was offered by New York hotel owner Raymond Orteig to the first aviator to cross the Atlantic non-stop, either from New York to Paris or vice versa. Lindbergh, a U.S. Air Mail pilot, believed that a single-engine, single-seat, high-wing monoplane would provide him with the best chance of success.

Under his close supervision, the Spirit was designed and constructed in just 60 days. To enhance the centre of gravity and minimise the risk of being crushed in case of a crash, Lindbergh had the large main and forward fuel tanks placed in the front section of the fuselage, ahead of the pilot, with the oil tank acting as a firewall. As a result of this design choice, there was no front windshield, and forward visibility was limited to the side windows.

However, this arrangement didn't bother Lindbergh, as he was accustomed to flying in the rear cockpit of mail planes with mail bags in the front. When he needed to see forward, he would simply look out the sides. To address the need for some forward vision, Lindbergh enlisted the help of a former submarine serviceman to design and install a periscope. Inside the cramped cockpit, measuring 94 cm wide, 81 cm long, and 130 cm high, Lindbergh couldn't even stretch his legs.

[probablyasocialecologist]

Reagan’s Republican Party of 1981 was very different from Herbert Hoover’s of 1933: it had become the refuge of millions of formerly Democratic white conservative voters in the Solid South who resisted the civil rights reforms of the 1960s. Accordingly, behind his cheerful veneer Reagan made sure that he tapped into the fierce resentments of federal authority, dating back to the Civil War and Reconstruction, that fueled that resistance. Before they were done, the Reagan Republicans had absorbed into their coalition an array of aggrieved Americans, including quasi-theocratic white Christian nationalists, the gun-manufacturing lobby, antiabortion militants, and antigay crusaders. The antigovernment fervor that grips the nation today is the long-term product of the right wing that Reagan called to arms (literally, in the case of the National Rifle Association) forty-odd years ago. It was his attorney general Edwin Meese, in tandem with the newly formed Federalist Society, who started packing the federal judiciary with the conservative judges who have gutted federal protections for voting rights, abortion rights, and more, while inventing, with fake history presented as “originalism,” an individual’s Second Amendment right to own and carry military-grade armaments. It was the Reagan administration that eliminated the FCC’s fairness doctrine, which mandated that broadcasters provide balanced coverage of controversial public issues, paving the way for right-wing talk radio inciters like Rush Limbaugh and G. Gordon Liddy and, on cable TV, Rupert Murdoch’s Fox News to amplify antigovernment paranoia. The Reagan White House also harbored the former Nixon aide Pat Buchanan as its communications director. Buchanan’s politics were rooted in the 1930s America First isolationism of Charles A. Lindbergh and the diatribes of the right-wing “radio priest” Father Charles Coughlin, with their eccentric fixations on imaginary Jewish internationalist cabals. In the waning days of Reagan’s presidency, Buchanan remarked that “the greatest vacuum in American politics is to the right of Ronald Reagan.” He tried to fill that vacuum himself, nearly defeating President George H.W. Bush in the 1992 New Hampshire primary with his “pitchfork brigades.” His convention speech later that year laid out the culture wars to come. Then he followed up with another bid for the Republican nomination in 1996 and an independent campaign in 2000. All those efforts failed, but their stark themes of isolationism, lost national greatness, immigrant invasion, and racial fear provided a template for Donald Trump’s MAGA campaign a quarter-century later. “American carnage” was the favored far-right image at least two decades before Trump.

[darkmaga-returns]

Charles Lindbergh as the First Global Celebrity Hero

Although I’d never had much interest in American history when I was young, the name of Charles A. Lindbergh was certainly known to me, with the story of that early pioneering aviator always rating at least a few sentences in my introductory textbooks.

I’d vaguely known that Lindbergh had been the first to cross the Atlantic on a solo flight from New York City to Paris, becoming world famous for that daring exploit. A few years later, his story had turned tragic when the kidnapping of his infant son became one of our most infamous crimes, with the entire nation mourning when the young child’s body was found, and the Lindbergh Case prompted changes in federal law. Matters took another dark turn in the early 1940s as Lindbergh became one of America’s leading isolationists, fiercely opposing our entry in World War II, with some of his antisemitic public statements permanently shattering his once-heroic image and leading to accusations that he was a supporter of Nazi Germany.

That small handful of facts largely exhausted my knowledge of Lindbergh, who hardly loomed very large in our history books or our media. I’d never been drawn to the early history of aviation, so I vaguely lumped Lindbergh in with the Wright Brothers, and hardly questioned such minimal coverage.

[mayamistake]

AT AROUND NOON on the 5 September 1936, a pair of fisherman came across a woman floundering her way through a bog in in Cape Breton, on the eastern shores of Nova Scotia. In the background somewhere was her single-engined Percival Vega Gull aircraft, its nose buried deep in the moss and the peat and its tail sticking in the air. Blood streamed down the woman’s face and black peat went up to the waist of her formerly white overalls: ‘I’m Mrs Markham,’ she told them. ‘I’ve just flown from England.’

Taken to a local farmhouse, the aviator asked for a cup of tea and for a phone. She was directed to ‘a little cubicle that housed an ancient telephone’ built on the rocks, ‘put there in case of shipwrecks,’ she recalled. Over the line she told the operator: ‘I would like the airport notified and could you also ask someone to send a taxi for me?’

Beryl Markham, 33, had just succeeded in becoming the first person to fly non-stop, solo, from Europe to North America. She was also the first woman to fly east-west non-stop, solo across the Atlantic. Heading against the wind and into uncertain weather, it was an audacious achievement, but because she had not reached her intended destination – New York City – she initially considered herself a failure.

Within hours, however, she realised that the world saw it differently. The feat placed her alongside the greats of the golden age of aviation, not least Charles Lindbergh – the first person to fly the Atlantic solo – or Amelia Earhart, the first woman to fly the Atlantic (she went east-west, like Lindburgh, with the prevailing winds) or indeed Britain’s Amy Johnson, the first woman to fly solo from Britain to Australia in 1930.

Congratulations flooded in from around the world. Earhart told the New York Times: ‘I’m delighted beyond words that Mrs Markham should have succeeded in her exploit and has conquered the Atlantic. It was a great flight.’ And a day later Markham arrived in New York where she was feted and given a hero’s welcome – including a motorcade through the city and a suite at the Ritz-Carlton. ‘America,’ she pronounced, ‘is jolly grand.’

[pxmun2]

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Jewelry Bonney was waiting outside until the time Lilith needed her to finish Bartholomew Kuma's treatment. Bonney lost count of how long she had been waiting, in reality it hadn't been long but to her it felt like she had been waiting out here for centuries. Bonney would have gone around the ship or over to the Thousand Sunny to see how the Strawhats were doing, but they were nowhere in sight except for Franky, Robin, Jinbe, and Brooke. According to the cyborg shipwright and the giants, there had been a party on the Sunny, but between the time of the party up until they found the Sunny something had happened to the other half of the crew.

Franky and the others weren't too worried about their captain and the rest of the crew. They trusted them to handle themselves and look out for each other.

With that being said, the rest of the crew still planned on meeting up with each other on Elbaph and were getting ready to do so.

"Bonney- chan, are you sure you will be alright staying here on the ship? One of us could stay here with you." Robin asked.

"I'll be fine Robin. My dad needs me right now, so I don't want to leave him alone while he is in such a vulnerable state. Plus, Lilith and the giants are here in case I need help." Bonney assured.

"Alright, just keep a den den mushi nearby just in case, okay"? Robin advised.

"Okay, I'll keep one on me at all times." Bonney assured.

Robin looked a little more at ease. With that her and the others left for land.

Bonney returned to waiting, taking the time to think about what place was safe enough to send Kuma to.

"The Sorbet kingdom is a definite no, that would be the first place the government would look for him. A sky island would be out of their reach, but I don't have a way to get up there. Maybe Zou? From what Nami told me it's on a giant elephant that is always on the move which would make it hard for the government to track, plus Minks seem really affectionate. The only downside is that the elephant is loyal to Joyboy, if there was another big showdown where Luffy needed that elephant's help it could end up accidentally putting dad in harms way." Bonney thought.

Bonney felt like she was going to get a headache, this was hard. Was there anywhere in all the four blues that was safe for her dad to live in peace.

"Hey, what's that"? asked a giant.

Bonney looked up to where the giant was pointing, the rest of the Giant Warrior Pirates following suit. Something was rocketing towards them at a tremendous speed, leaving behind a vapor trail.

"Don't worry, I got this." Came the voice of Kashii. The giant wielding his axe, ready to swat away the possible threat.

Just as the giant was getting ready to swing, Bonney was able to catch a good glimpse of the approaching object.

"Don't swing! Their friendly"! Bonney called out.

This distracted Kashii long enough for the figure to zip by and land on the ships deck. When the exhaust cleared, the mysterious figure was revealed to be Lindbergh, the Southern commander for the Revolutionary Army.

"Hey Bonney, who is this guy"? Asked Kashii.

"That's Lindbergh, I met him at Marijoa while rescuing my dad. He's friends with Luffy's brother Sabo, so you can trust him." Bonney assured.

Lindbergh grinned.

"It's good to see you again Bonney! I should've known Kuma would have run off to find you". Lindbergh said.

"What are you doing all the way here at Elbaph? I thought the Revolutionaries were going to be super busy after the attack on the Holy Land"? Bonney asked.

"We are, but Sabo was really concerned about Kuma when he ran off on us, so I offered to go after him and bring Kuma back to our base." Lindbergh explained.

The cat Mink looked around his surroundings.

"Where is Kuma anyway? His Vivre card is showing that he should be somewhere on this ship"? Lindbergh asked.

Before Bonney could say anything, Lilith finally stepped outside.

"Alright Bonney, its time." Lilith announced.

"Time for what"? Lindbergh asked perplexed.

"Time for my daddy to have a new life. Vegapunk had an invention that could give my dad a chance at a free life, so I decided to use it on him. I just need to finish the process by using my devil fruit." Bonney answered solemnly.

The three entered the room where Kuma was resting. The man in question was asleep on his back.

"But Bonney, you're only twelve! Taking care of a child is a big responsibility! You're still a child yourself, you shouldn't be placing such a serious weight on your shoulders"! Lindbergh argued.

"Well what else am I supposed to do then? Just let my dad die or continue to rot until he is nothing but a robotic vegetable"?! Bonney shouted, tears falling down her face.

Lindbergh stepped back in surprise from the sudden outburst.

Bonney's anger soon turned to sadness.

"I just want to give my daddy the life he deserves. He's done so much to help everyone even after all the suffering those World Government bastards put him through." Bonney sobbed.

Lilith put a comforting hand on Bonney's shoulder.

"I'm sorry Lindbergh, I know you and the other Revolutionaries care about daddy too, but I can't let you take him back. If dad wants to rejoin you after he grows up again that's fine, but it needs to be because he wants to, not because he was influenced to do so by all of you." Bonney explained.

The Mink looked over to Kuma's sleeping form, then he knelt down to be eye level with Bonney.

"I agree with you. I may not know the full story, but from my time as a Revolutionary I know Kuma didn't have it easy, yet if it hadn't been for him I likely wouldn't have become the Revolutionaries Southern commander, let alone join them after I left home. " Lindbergh recalled.

Lindbergh then paused for a moment, in deep thought. From the expression on his face, Bonney could see that the Mink was heavily considering something. Eventually, Lindbergh readdressed the Supernova.

"Listen, I know of a place where Kuma can grow up safe with a very loving and supportive community, but..." Lindbergh paused out of hesitation.

"But"? Bonney asked.

Lindbergh let out a deep sigh.

"But you may not see him again until he is old enough to go out to sea, or ever if he decides to stay there." Lindbergh continued.

Bonney's heart sank. She was already lossing her father, but now she might never see him again on top of that? It shattered her heart. Nevertheless Bonney needed to do what it took for her father to live freely.

"Are you sure this place is safe from the government"? Bonney asked.

"Definitely, the residents have been living there since before the Void Century without a single hide or hair of the government popping up in its surrounding waters. Plus, the super thick fog and large thorny vines that surround the island makes it impossible for a normal Marine vessel to reach its shores." Lindbergh assured.

Bonney looked over her shoulder to glance over at Kuma before returning to address Lindbergh.

"Alright, I believe you. I'll let dad grow up on that island." Bonney decided.

Lindbergh nodded.

"I promise Bonney, the residents will do everything in their power to keep Kuma safe." Lindbergh told the girl sincerely.

Lilith helped Bonney onto the bed, it was time to finish the procedure.

Bonney took a moment to take one last look at her father, remembering all the happy memories and moments he brought into her life. It didn't matter if she didn't share any blood with him, Kuma was the best dad Bonney could have asked for. She gave Kuma the biggest bear hug she could give, holding onto him as she activated her powers.

It seemed to take forever before Bonney's toshi toshi no mi took effect. Little by little, Kuma began to change. Rough edges began to smooth out, wrinkles, crows feet, and grey hairs began to disappear. It wasn't until Kuma began to shrink that Bonney had to close her eyes to try to stay focused. It was getting hard to concentrate as she felt Kuma's form continuously shift, the grasp of her hug that was originally around his face shifted down to the neck, then to the shoulders, and eventually the torso. From that point it didn't take long until Kuma was small enough for Bonney to hold completely.

Once she was done, Bonney opened her eyes. There in her arms was Kuma, now an infant. Bonney held him close, the procedure was done.

Both Lilith and Lindbergh stood close for support. Lilith would eventually perform a check up on Kuma to make sure he was healthy. During the check up, Kuma began to cry. This caused Bonney to cry as well.

Kuma was crying, like a human. The serum had worked, Kuma's humanity had been restored.

The moment was bittersweet. Bonney was more than happy that Kuma had his humanity restored, but now she had just lost her father.

Lindbergh gave the young supernova time to calm herself before they could continue. In the meantime the cat Mink left to gather his ship and restock it for the trip ahead.

"The place we're heading to isn't that far away, we should be back the day after tomorrow. However, it is so secluded that den den mushis won't be able to send out or receive calls." Lindbergh warned.

"Where are you heading to anyway? I don't think we have any island like the one you described in Punk Records." Lilith asked.

"I can't give out that information. With everything going on in the world right now, and that I need to see first that you are truly unaffiliated with the World Government. I can't risk the well being of the locals." Lindbergh respond in a serious tone.

"Well how can I trust you with Bonney and Kuma? How do I know you won't betray us and do something horrible to them"? Lilith argued.

"Because the Strawhats and Revolutionaries will make sure that nothing horrible happens to them. If they feel that Bonney and Kuma are in danger, their going to track me down and turn me into a fur coat." Lindbergh assured.

Lilith couldn't argue with that, she had witnessed the Strawhats facing off against CP-0, the Seraphim, Kizaru, and an Elder Star. They were more than capable of taking down Lindbergh if needed.

"Alright, but you better get back here on time with not a single scratch on Bonney"! Lilith warned. She decided to leave out the part about Bonney mimicking the power of Nika just in case there was a confrontation.

"Will do"! Lindbergh responded.

Lindbergh checked his pocket watch.

"We better get going if we want to keep to schedule. Are you ready to depart Bonney"? Lindbergh asked.

Bonney replied with a simple nod, cradling Kuma.

"Alright, let's set sail then"! Lindbergh announced.

The cat Mink helped Bonney and Kuma on board. He released the ship from the dock and began to steer the vessel on course to a destination yet known. Bonney waved goodbye to Lilith as they sailed away.

[kindsoulbuddy]

Sad story alert featuring Charles Lindbergh:

Colonel Charles Lindbergh, along with being a Nazi sympathizer and into eugenics, also believed in the Watson method of parenting: parent children, even babies, like little adults.

I just read a biography about his wife Anne Morrow Lindbergh. Anyway he instructed Anne to do things his way and not to cuddle the kids.

(Book: Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Her Life by Susan Hertog, 1999. Susan spent time with Anne).

The kids had strict schedules.

Bedtime was before he got home in the evening.

Their first child, Charlie, would toddle over to him and Charles would push him away literally. He took a cushion and knocked him down. He did it over and over until Charlie gave up.

Charles had his wife Anne learn to be his copilot after they married, and she was an aviator in her own right. In fact she won medals for her accomplishments in flying and wireless communications.

Not to mention she was a successful author.

But Charles would make Anna go on long trips while she was pregnant and her kids’ babyhoods. Especially the babyhood of Charlie.

When they got home he didn’t recognize his parents.

When Charlie was 20 months old he was kidnapped and murdered. (The Lindbergh Baby case)

Charles got over it suspiciously fast. He may have had something to do with it since Charlie was a sickly child with rickets.

(Actually there’s another book out on the subject. Called “Suspect No.1, by Lise Pearlman, 2020. I’m curious….)

Charles Lindbergh was a prankster too but his jokes were cruel and sadistic.

He had hid baby Charlie for 30 minutes in a closet at least once while Anne and the Nanny searched frantically for him.

For example , in college his roommate almost died because Charles gave him a glass of gasoline instead of water.

Charles got over Charlie’s death very quickly.

Anne did not. She died in 2001 at age 94, haunted forever.

She wasn’t one to talk about Charlie until her death.

She had 6 kids total with Charles and she didn’t discuss Charlie.

When the other kids were teenagers Charles would travel and be gone for months at a time.

When he came home he immediately became colonel Lindbergh and ordered his family around like troops.

When he would finally leave again Anne and the kids could breathe.

Charles was fond of saying “this is not a democracy, this is a dictatorship!”

2 years after Anne’s death, it was discovered that Charles Lindbergh had 3 secret families and 5 children in Europe.

Anne never knew this. But maybe she knew something…no one’s sure.

Charles purposely had these families because he believed his superior Aryan blood should be spread after the Germans lost WWII.

Anyway, it’s a fascinating story about Anne. I don’t know what to really think of her since she kept being loyal to Charles and letting him order her around, and people suffered. They had influence even though many people thought them villains around the war.

But she was always begging God for forgiveness for Charlie being taken under her nose and her complicity with Nazi party in the 30s. Her whole life was accommodating Charles.

She was a victim of Charles too i think. But her life revolved around him, so she couldn’t say this.

I don’t know. She was very complicated.

One more thing. When Charles died of cancer in the 70s, he wanted a natural burial in Hawaii. He wanted room for Anne for when her time came.

She was never buried with him, she was cremated. I hope she found peace, I do. I’m not sure she did.

Rest in peace baby Charlie . He died 92 years ago, March 1 1932.

[kwebtv]

TV Guide -  November 16 - 22, 1963

James Grover Franciscus (January 31, 1934 – July 8, 1991) Film and television actor, known for his roles in feature films and in six television series: Mr. Novak, The Naked City, The Investigators, Longstreet, Doc Elliot, and Hunter.

His first major role was as Detective Jim Halloran in the half-hour version of ABC's Naked City. Franciscus guest starred on the CBS military comedy–drama Hennesey, starring Jackie Cooper, and on the NBC drama about family conflicts in the American Civil War entitled The Americans. CBS soon cast him in the lead in the 13-week series The Investigators, which aired from October 5 to December 28, 1961. He played the insurance investigator Russ Andrews, with James Philbrook as a co-star. Franciscus was also cast in the role of Tom Grover in the 1961 episode "The Empty Heart" of the CBS anthology series The DuPont Show with June Allyson. He performed in many feature films and television programs throughout the 1960s and 1970s, preceded by a minor role in an episode of The Twilight Zone titled "Judgment Night" in 1959, and a major role in episodes of Alfred Hitchcock Presents: "Forty Detectives Later" in 1960, and "Summer Shade" in 1961.  (Wikipedia)

Dean Jagger (November 7, 1903 – February 5, 1991)  Film, stage, and television actor who won the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for his role in Henry King's Twelve O'Clock High (1949) 

In the 1960s, Jagger increasingly worked on television appearing in The Twilight Zone ("Static"), Sunday Showcase, Our American Heritage, General Electric Theater, Dr. Kildare, The Christophers, and The Alfred Hitchcock Hour. 

Jagger achieved success with the television series Mr. Novak (1963–1965), receiving Emmy Award nominations for his role in 1964 and 1965, as well as the California Teachers Association's Communications Award, along with star James Franciscus, in 1963 for his portrayal of high-school principal Albert Vane.

Jagger's appearances in the 1960s included episodes of The F.B.I. and The Fugitive,  as well as the TV filmm The Brotherhood of the Bell (1970), with Ford, and an episode of The Name of the Game.

He had a semiregular role on the series Matt Lincoln (1970) as the father of the title character, and parts in Vanishing Point (1971), Bonanza, and Incident in San Francisco (1971).

In 1971, Jagger appeared on The Partridge Family. He played a prospector named Charlie in the Christmas episode "Don't Bring Your Guns to Town, Santa".

In his later career Jagger was in The Glass House (1972), Columbo, Kung Fu (Jagger appeared as Caine's grandfather, who wants little to do with him, but starts Caine on his series-long search for his half-brother Danny), Alias Smith and Jones, Medical Center, The Stranger (1973), The Delphi Bureau, The Lie (1973), Shaft, I Heard the Owl Call My Name (1973), Love Story, The Hanged Man (1974), The Great Lester Boggs (1974), The Lindbergh Kidnapping Case (1976), Harry O, Hunter, The Waltons ahd Gideon's Trumpet (1980)

He won a Daytime Emmy award for a guest appearance in the religious series This Is the Life.

His last role was as Dr. David Domedion in the St. Elsewhere season-three finale "Cheers" in 1985.  (Wikipedia)

[akascow]

reading about the lindbergh baby case and coming to the part where the kidnapper was purchasing gas and only used a 10$ certificate🧍🏻‍♀️ ten dollars, for all tha gas,,, i wish

[living400lbs]

I finished reading Murder On The Orient Express, by Agatha Christie. My initial thoughts were:

1) The most silly/annoying character is really... an actress.

2) Wow, Poirot got through that without venturing an opinion on what to report to authorities. He gives option 1 (stranger that walked out) and 2 (13 person conspiracy) and...tosses the question to his friend the railway director.

Then I listened to the All About Agatha podcast on Murder On The Orient Express - specifically part 1, which is about the novel. (Part 2 is about the adaptations.)

Things I got from the podcast:

1) The book references a fictional kidnapping that is somewhat similar to the Lindberg kidnapping in 1932. Murder On The Orient Express was published in December of 1934. At that time, an arrest had been made in the Lindberg case, but the trial was still pending. Given publishing timelines, Agatha wrote this prior to the arrest.

2) Murder On The Orient Express was dedicated to Agatha's second husband Max Mallowan. Agatha met Max during her first trip to Syria. Agatha and Max also rode the Orient Express on their multiple trips to Syria.

3) I was not the only person who found interviewing 18 people on a train repetitive.