The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Annals of Crime #65


Original Caption:

Mobile -- Mrs. Rhonda Bell Martin, 49 year old waitress, is shown shortly after her arrest on charges of killing one of her former husbands, Claude Martin. Later, on being taken to Montgomery, Alabama, Mrs. Martin is said by police to have admitted killing two of her five former husbands, three children and her mother with arsenic poisoning. The man at right is unidentified. Authorities said she also admitted poisoning Ronald Martin, her former stepson and now her fifth husband. Martin is in a Biloxi, Mississippi, hospital, paralyzed from the waist down by arsenic poisoning. (1956)

4 comments :

Tommy O'C said...

"The man at right is unidentified."

I'd say he's one of her (currently) surviving ex-husbands, here to support her in her time of trouble. Judging by that deer-in-the-headlights look, I'd say he just realized he could be number three on her hit parade.

Marshall P. Smith said...

And they say there are no women serial killers.

Ann oDyne said...

The trade must have really dropped off at the diner where she worked; and the bio-pic, with or without 'Lace', clearly is no place for Cary Grant.

rookgaroo said...

Being a one-woman death squad must take a toll on a gal. She doesn't look a day over 70.