For the Weekend Warriors, Weirdos & Whackjobs - Issue #131
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Greetings all,
A week for records, residue, and the uncomfortable afterlife of information.
This week, out to everyone was a piece on How to do your own homework, from our one-of-a-kind Queen, Some Lawyer. A woman discovered that years of her Talkspace therapy sessions had been turned over in court during an employment discrimination lawsuit. Follow the trail through federal filings, legal databases, and public records to explain how it happened.
Out to paid subscribers, a classic thought flow from Justin with Debris. Crime scenes are made of more than just concrete elements; they’re made of rubble and wreckage, debris. Not just blood and fingerprints, but Slurpees, surveillance footage, Fortnite discarded gum and memory. A piece on cultural criminology, horror and evidence.
What Justin Recommends
Book | My Best Friends Exorcism by Grady Hendrix
I had yet to pick up a Grady Hendrix book, and this one just so happened to be on the shelf at McNalley Robinson here in Saskatoon. It did not disappoint.
Set in the 1980s, with all the right mood, background, culture, and references one expects. The level of juvenile shenanigans is painfully detailed and becomes intrinsic to the horror that begins to unwind. It did not scare the hell out of me, but it did horrify me, and it dwells on you after you’re done. You’ll feel stuff when you finish this book, and that’s what horror is all about. You gotta pick this one up.
As always: take it easy this weekend.
Read something strange, eat something comforting, stare at the ceiling for a while.
We’ll see you next week!
Your Bullshit Hunting Crew