Do You Know Anybody That Has Killed Another Person?
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mccarn said:
My cousin is friends with a guy who stabbed a guy fatally over a cigarette being dropped on his new football top in 1999 (IIRC). The bloke got 14 years or so but is allowed out on day release to attend university, where he's currently studying for a degree in accountancy.
Was introduced to him the other day but had mixed feelings. He seemed a nice enough and down to earth guy but it was at the back of my mind.
Was you smoking? Was introduced to him the other day but had mixed feelings. He seemed a nice enough and down to earth guy but it was at the back of my mind.
109 Bob said:
Many years ago I worked for quite a large engineering firm & was friends with a guy who had been in the army & who had been in the war. I was only 17 or 18 & he was in his early 60's but only looked about 40ish to me at time, he was quite large but extremely fit & although he wasn't a scary sort of guy he was the sort of guy that you knew you didn't want to p
s off.
We were talking one day & the subject of Americans came up, (can't remember what we were talking about exactly) when he calmly said, "Americans, I had to shoot two of them once" I replied half heartedly,"you do know they were on our side don't you?" "er yes" he said "but when I was in Italy me & my commanding officer heard muffled cries coming from a cellar, when we got in there we found two American GIs rapping an Italian girl" me being a bit slow said " oh yeah, what happened?" He calmly replied "well I shot them".
I was a bit speechless after that but that was the first time I realised how awful a war situation like that must be, where two people can be shot with no questions being asked & presumably the dead soldiers just getting classified as killed in action.
Happened a lot more than is spoken about as well as killing people that had already surrendered.s off.We were talking one day & the subject of Americans came up, (can't remember what we were talking about exactly) when he calmly said, "Americans, I had to shoot two of them once" I replied half heartedly,"you do know they were on our side don't you?" "er yes" he said "but when I was in Italy me & my commanding officer heard muffled cries coming from a cellar, when we got in there we found two American GIs rapping an Italian girl" me being a bit slow said " oh yeah, what happened?" He calmly replied "well I shot them".
I was a bit speechless after that but that was the first time I realised how awful a war situation like that must be, where two people can be shot with no questions being asked & presumably the dead soldiers just getting classified as killed in action.
Edited by 109 Bob on Thursday 11th February 03:55
AJS- said:
I wouldn't say know, but I once picked up a guy hitch hiking, didn't look like a hunt sab or anything, and seemed a nice bloke. He had just been released from prison that day after 15 years. It was a very interesting conversation, as after my initial shock and instinct to get rid of him at the next opportunity, I realised I was actually talking to a ruined man who was no more dangerous than an empty seat, but with the relative anonymity of a random lift from a stranger, spoke very freely about his experience.
He had come back early from working on a ship and found his wife in bed with another man, and in a blind rage had beaten them both to death.
What really chilled me was how normal and mild mannered he was and yet what violence he had been capable of in a rage. A normal, reasonably intelligent, working man, not a drug addict or a drunk, not a tatoo covered thug with sovereign rings, nor a gun toting yardie with gold teeth.
I know many blowhards (and often myself included) would say that 15 years is nothing for such a crime, and he should have been executed etc. But it struck me when he was talking about it, just what a long time it is to be locked up. He had gone to prison I think in 1982, when the Falklands war and the miner's strike was big news, phone boxes were red, and people had orange mohawks, the M25 was just an idea and the Soviet Union was a world power, nestled behind the Berlin wall.
He'd come out in 1997, year of our Tone, he'd missed yuppies, mullets, grunge, raves, mobile phones and everything else that happened in that time span. His friends who were then young now had teenage children themselves, towns he knew had changed beyond recognition and even people, he said, looked different.
He said that he had last had a nightmare about it something like 6 years ago. Maybe 10 years after the incident itself.
I asked him if he regretted what he had done, and he said of course he felt terrible for the suffering he had caused their families, but regret in the wishing he hadn't done it sense was something he could not feel. As best he could describe what happened, he had not been there when it happened. He had ceased all thought when the red mist descended, he claimed he could not remember anything beyond walking into the house happy to be home, and running down the street in tears relising what he had just done.
Very strange business. I've met other people who have spent time in prison, and they typically profess their reformed character, but show a bit of pride that they "did their time" and survived it, they know the banter and are probably get respect from the local chavs.
He was very different. Definitely not proud, but not ashamed either. He seemed detached from his life before the murder, yet unable to completely escape it. I talked with him, or rather listened to him mostly, for over an hour and it is still one of the most interesting conversations I have ever had.
Very interesting story, thanks for sharing.He had come back early from working on a ship and found his wife in bed with another man, and in a blind rage had beaten them both to death.
What really chilled me was how normal and mild mannered he was and yet what violence he had been capable of in a rage. A normal, reasonably intelligent, working man, not a drug addict or a drunk, not a tatoo covered thug with sovereign rings, nor a gun toting yardie with gold teeth.
I know many blowhards (and often myself included) would say that 15 years is nothing for such a crime, and he should have been executed etc. But it struck me when he was talking about it, just what a long time it is to be locked up. He had gone to prison I think in 1982, when the Falklands war and the miner's strike was big news, phone boxes were red, and people had orange mohawks, the M25 was just an idea and the Soviet Union was a world power, nestled behind the Berlin wall.
He'd come out in 1997, year of our Tone, he'd missed yuppies, mullets, grunge, raves, mobile phones and everything else that happened in that time span. His friends who were then young now had teenage children themselves, towns he knew had changed beyond recognition and even people, he said, looked different.
He said that he had last had a nightmare about it something like 6 years ago. Maybe 10 years after the incident itself.
I asked him if he regretted what he had done, and he said of course he felt terrible for the suffering he had caused their families, but regret in the wishing he hadn't done it sense was something he could not feel. As best he could describe what happened, he had not been there when it happened. He had ceased all thought when the red mist descended, he claimed he could not remember anything beyond walking into the house happy to be home, and running down the street in tears relising what he had just done.
Very strange business. I've met other people who have spent time in prison, and they typically profess their reformed character, but show a bit of pride that they "did their time" and survived it, they know the banter and are probably get respect from the local chavs.
He was very different. Definitely not proud, but not ashamed either. He seemed detached from his life before the murder, yet unable to completely escape it. I talked with him, or rather listened to him mostly, for over an hour and it is still one of the most interesting conversations I have ever had.
My cousin "Jock" http://wapedia.mobi/en/Comanchero_Motorcycle_Club although I have not met him he has called our house from prison many times when his mum was over on holiday. 
Worked offshore with a guy who murdered someone many years ago, he is now in his 60's and would take the banter of his early day's very well.
Also worked with someone who was involved in football fighting (not clued up on the correct wording), he was sent to prison for a few years after paralyzing someone. I did not think of him any differently but was shocked to hear about it as I considered him such a gentle dude.
Ave
Worked offshore with a guy who murdered someone many years ago, he is now in his 60's and would take the banter of his early day's very well.
Also worked with someone who was involved in football fighting (not clued up on the correct wording), he was sent to prison for a few years after paralyzing someone. I did not think of him any differently but was shocked to hear about it as I considered him such a gentle dude.
Ave
XJSJohn said:
know one person who killed / ran over a pedestrian. 100% accident, drug adict that stepped out of a hedge onto a dual carriadgeway. Mate still gets flashbacks about it even now some 10 years later.
Another is ex SBS from the 60's and 70's and as he puts it "served in many countries where nothing much was supposed to be happening", he has never said (nor been asked) about this, but one would be surprised if not.
Sounds familiar.Another is ex SBS from the 60's and 70's and as he puts it "served in many countries where nothing much was supposed to be happening", he has never said (nor been asked) about this, but one would be surprised if not.
Wasn't in the Portsmouth area by chance?
EDLT said:
My ex's brother (and a gang of his mates) kicked someone to death hours after he was released on bail. Haven't seen him since then, and my first impressions were skewed by the brief run through all the trouble he'd been in/caused when I asked why the family had 5-6 safes dotted around the house.
So why did they have 5 or 6 safes around the house? So he could hide in a different one each time the BiB came knocking?I know a couple of people. One is a huge bloke who thumped a guy during a night out a few years ago and killed him outright. The other is still in prison in Liverpool for joint enterprise Manslaughter after attacking a guy after a night out and killing him.
Neither are fundamentally criminal people; they just got caught up in a circumstance that 99 times out of a 100 would have left someone with a black eye and the other with some bragging rights.
Neither are fundamentally criminal people; they just got caught up in a circumstance that 99 times out of a 100 would have left someone with a black eye and the other with some bragging rights.
10 Pence Short said:
I know a couple of people. One is a huge bloke who thumped a guy during a night out a few years ago and killed him outright. The other is still in prison in Liverpool for joint enterprise Manslaughter after attacking a guy after a night out and killing him.
Neither are fundamentally criminal people; they just got caught up in a circumstance that 99 times out of a 100 would have left someone with a black eye and the other with some bragging rights.
Did you not come across (if you forgive the expression) a few in your time in the clink? Or is that where you know the chaps mentioned from?Neither are fundamentally criminal people; they just got caught up in a circumstance that 99 times out of a 100 would have left someone with a black eye and the other with some bragging rights.
My father in law killed a biker a few years ago. The guy came round a corner on the wrong side of the road and hit the car head on. He still occasionally thinks about it today.
A guy I went to school with killed a local tramp and his dad. Silly bugger tried to set fire to the house which was behind the local police station.
Another local guy was playing chicken with some mates on a motorbike. He clipped the bike, it went into a hedge and killed the passenger IIRC.
A guy I went to school with killed a local tramp and his dad. Silly bugger tried to set fire to the house which was behind the local police station.
Another local guy was playing chicken with some mates on a motorbike. He clipped the bike, it went into a hedge and killed the passenger IIRC.
There was this one time when I was transferred from the air cadets to the Special Army Soldiers- SAS-
and I had to....
Seriously, this year we went to Alcatraz and there was an ex-con signing copies of his books. He had murdered several people. We both felt a bit uncomfortable and a bit akward, but couldn't really explain it- he's a very old man now, and no harm to anyone. yet we both knew he had killed someone
and I had to....
Seriously, this year we went to Alcatraz and there was an ex-con signing copies of his books. He had murdered several people. We both felt a bit uncomfortable and a bit akward, but couldn't really explain it- he's a very old man now, and no harm to anyone. yet we both knew he had killed someone
Kit80 said:
HereBeMonsters said:
AJS- said:
words.
Very interesting story, thanks for sharing.Oh - and on topic: no; my grandfathers and various friends have, but always while in the uniformed employ of the Crown.
Edited by Quaint on Thursday 11th February 09:51
At my first job straight out of Uni, I started working for a large international logistics firm. I worked for the department which ensured that the security standards of the network in the emerging markets were adhered too.
Met some really interesting people this way. My direct colleague was ex-special forces guy and my boss was a South African who during his twenties was a copper in Jo'burg. In the 80s.
Both were really calm, quietly spoken people. They didn't talk about their past much, but I'm sure they've had to do things I hope I'll never have to do.
Met some really interesting people this way. My direct colleague was ex-special forces guy and my boss was a South African who during his twenties was a copper in Jo'burg. In the 80s.
Both were really calm, quietly spoken people. They didn't talk about their past much, but I'm sure they've had to do things I hope I'll never have to do.
deviant said:
WorAl said:
I know this is war but this one always gets me thinking. Grandad, second world war. He got stabbed through the arm by a German in a 1 on 1 fight. My grandad was still around to tell the tail. Now I know people get stabbed, kicked and killed all the time, but generally their victims don't know they are about to be fighting for their lives. He did and so did the German - that's the bit that does it for me and gives me the creeps.
Its a terrifying thoughtdeviant said:
Anyway back OT...
In my teenage years I worked in a few crap factory / warehouse jobs and worked with a few people that had killed or tried to kill people.
One bloke caught someone trying to take his car so he went outside and hit him on the head with a machete and killed him. He managed to get away with a lesser sentance as the machete could not be found and he told the police / courts it was a metal ruler. This bloke had been in and out of jail his entire life and said he loves being in jail...its a good laff innit with all the lads and they feed us good.
This is what I fIn my teenage years I worked in a few crap factory / warehouse jobs and worked with a few people that had killed or tried to kill people.
One bloke caught someone trying to take his car so he went outside and hit him on the head with a machete and killed him. He managed to get away with a lesser sentance as the machete could not be found and he told the police / courts it was a metal ruler. This bloke had been in and out of jail his entire life and said he loves being in jail...its a good laff innit with all the lads and they feed us good.
king hate about this country, people like that dont have the fear of doing time anymore. If they go in they should come back out thinking that they never ever want to do that again. NOT "oh its a good laff innit bruv" 
109 Bob said:
We were talking one day & the subject of Americans came up, (can't remember what we were talking about exactly) when he calmly said, "Americans, I had to shoot two of them once" I replied half heartedly,"you do know they were on our side don't you?" "er yes" he said "but when I was in Italy me & my commanding officer heard muffled cries coming from a cellar, when we got in there we found two American GIs rapping an Italian girl" me being a bit slow said " oh yeah, what happened?" He calmly replied "well I shot them".
I acknowledge the seriousness of the topic, and I don't normally join the spelling police, but that did make me 
Visions of a WW2 gangsta rap scenario....
Or was it some kind of kinky spanking session.....
Sorry.
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