Revenge of the Dead

I got derailed in the last part of the Deception posts by some stuff Raymond Chandler wrote that fits in well. (Mysteries providing further tests for truth-sifting.) So it’s still in the works.

Meanwhile, I just saw this story, about an idiot in Indiana who was wrecking gravestones in a cemetery and got trapped under a half ton tombstone.

Check it out, here or in the Indystar. He and his pal had been out drinking, then visited the Calumet Park Cemetery in Merrillville, a NW Indiana town, where 14 gravestones were vandalized.

The 1,000 pound tombstone toppled on him, broke both his legs, and he was trapped for about three hours. It took five officers to extract him.

Not exactly the kind of graveyard smash he originally intended.

Afterward, after his drinking buddy had skedaddled and he lie there, waiting for rescue, it might just have been the wind billowing through the high limbs of the trees, rustling the leaves. Or it might have been the spirits boogying and laughing.

Bogeying?

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