Archive for February 11th, 2004

A new way to catch specks–catch the ones dropped by the pelicans.

As for being in the right place at the right time, last week at Hatteras Inlet the dolphins were running the speckled trout in close to the beaches, and the pelicans were diving on them, but when they tried to carry them over to the beach to swallow them they were dropping some of them as they were too big to hold onto, and a few lucky folks just picked them up and put them in their coolers. One angler picked up nine speckled trout.

What the Hell? There are Red Drum in Kerr Lake?

”The first big drum came from the end of Mill Creek, way on down near the North Carolina and Virginia state line,” Riggs told wildlife officials. ”The second one I caught up around Henderson Point. It seems like Kerr is really doing good, and for the last three or four years, the fishing has been getting better and better.”

Record Striper caught in NC, though the record counts for Virgina, by a chick.

The catch bore out predictions from many saltwater fishing experts that a new striper record was inevitable. A couple of booming spawning years in the early 1980s put a lot of stripers into the Atlantic system, and experts have said those record fish are reaching record size - it was just a matter of a fisherman finally hooking into one.

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I just got these directions in an email. I tried it and damn if it doesn’t do like it said it would. To me, this is nothing short of freaky.

Sitting at your desk, lift your right foot and move your leg in clockwise circles.

With your right hand draw the number “6″ in the air.

Your foot will change directions, and there is nothing you can do about it.

No, this information is not crucial for making it through life, but I’m sure that is what most of you have come to expect from us.

Say you’re a Sao Paulo resident aspiring to a zoo serial killer career. You’ve got some poison, sodium fluoroacetate, that you’ve either bought or made yourself. The poison must be ingested to work, yet it can’t be put in the food or water–either you don’t have access to the meal preparation areas or have decided that dosing path is far too obvious. How do you go about your killing spree?

Sodium fluoroacetate can theoretically kill if it’s inhaled, but it’s hard to deliver a lethal dose to the target of choice. Wind patterns and all that, plus you’d probably have to wear a surgical or painter’s mask to cut the risk of inhaling a lethal dose yourself. It might be possible if there’s a job at the zoo that involves wearing a mask as part of its description, but the delivery method is still unsure. Animals are one thing when it comes to investigations, but a wind shift that kills a kid or two would bring an entirely different level of official attention to the case.

So the poison has to be delivered orally. No problem, right? People are always feeding the animals at the zoo. But they do it less now than they used to, and besides, someone might remember another person throwing the tapir a peanut or two on the day that animal died. Getting a job at the zoo lessens that possibility, and given the lack of witness it’s almost certain this is an inside job, but there’s always the chance that the animal won’t eat the poisoned comestible, and hanging around the cage long enough to make sure one way or the other is bound to invite suspicion at a later date.

So what’s left? Ice cubes. Sodium fluoroacetate is soluble in water at 68?F (20?C). Mix it up in tap water, freeze the resultant solution in an ice tray, and carry it to work at the zoo in a sandwich cooler. Lots of people carry something similar to work everyday; it would attract no notice at all. Then, when you’re making your rounds carry a “drink” around with you. Every now and then, leave an ice cube where the animal can get at it. If they eat it–great, another score. If not–no problem, the evidence melts away in a matter of minutes. Anyone who sees the leftover water will dismiss it as a spill, or urine, and not even think to test it. If the police even bother to look in the cup, all they’ll see is ice.

Odds are such an approach would kill more of the curious animals, the ones that like investigating their surroundings, and the monkeys, chimps, elephants, tapirs and dromedaries that have died so far are all species known for their curiosity, as well as an ability to pick up small objects; the primates with their fingers, the elephant with his trunk, the tapir with its proboscis and the dromedaries with their flexible lips–no hippos or oxen on this list.

So, if ice is the delivery method, who is the delivery person? The article assumes that it is someone with a good knowledge of chemistry and biology, presumably because since sodium fluoroacetate is banned in Brazil, the killer is having manufacture his or her own. Said assumption could well be incorrect. Brazil, like most other South and Latin American countries, has a thriving black market, and sodium fluoroacetate, under the name of Compound 1080, is definitely available on the black market, though it is a bit pricey at $1000 per 8-oz can.

Odds are that if the sodium fluoroacetate was bought on the black market, it’s a cheaper, domestically produced version of Compound 1080. Since demand for it is obviously high, the relative ease with which sodium fluoroacetate is manufactured should have produced a cheap alternative soon after the substance was banned. Certainly someone in the poison chain has a knowledge of chemistry and biology, but it need not be the killer.

Who, by the way, is probably a woman, as most poisoners down thru the ages have been. I’m not going to attempt to build a detailed profile, but I’d suspect she is one of the lower-skilled workers at the zoo, perhaps someone detailed to clean out the cages, which would give her all the acceess she needs to the animals. It’s probably that she sees the job as beneath her. She may also resent the relative comfort and luxury the animals live in–Sao Paulo has huge numbers of desperately poor residents, it’s not hard to understand the resentment a member of the lower classes may feel towards animals with better living conditions than she herself has.

She’ll almost certainly kill again. If there’s more than one incident, then they’ll continue until the killer is caught, an event which Sao Paulo should hope comes sooner rather than later. For most serial killers, animals are just a first step.

Begging To Differ parses out Duke professors’ responses on the lack of political diversity at the University of New Jersey–Durham.

There are two ways to explain the apparent inconsistency between the theory and practice of diversity on college campuses today:

1) Racial diversity is much more important than political diversity; or

2) Diversity is merely a rationale of convenience, used to justify otherwise unconstitutional race discrimination when the real agenda is to promote those pleasurable side effects listed above. When push comes to shove, diversity takes the back seat. Diversity is, at best, the side effect rather than the goal.