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It’s an old cop trick to mask the smell.

The most insane deaths seen by an NYC medical examiner
by Maureen Callahan

When Judy Melinek was considering where to begin her career as a medical examiner — New York or LA? — she was given great advice.

“If you really want to learn forensic pathology, do a rotation in New York City,” her chief resident said. “All kinds of great ways to die there.”

Including, but not limited to: plummeting down a manhole, attack by egg-roll machine, miscalculating the tensile strength of cable cord and scaffolding collapse.

In Melinek’s first week on the job, the tone became clear. As one novice began describing the case of “a man who was shot by a lady,” Chief Medical Examiner Dr. Charles Seymour Hirsch corrected him.

“Shot by a woman,” Hirsch said. “Ladies don’t shoot people.”

Keep reading. Thanks to Jackie for this cheery Monday reading.

Television is so overpopulated with serial killers, you have to wonder how there’s anyone left to make TV shows, much less watch them. There are misogynistic serial killers (the British series The Fall), Lovecraftian serial killers (True Detective season 1), serial killers coveting other people’s families (Those Who Kill), serial killers seeking revenge (Wallander), and even serial killers of serial killers (Dexter).

What does the audience’s fascination with methodical, murderous psychopaths say about the times we live in? I propose a crossover TV series in which the serial killers compete to be the last one standing, and then I would put all my money on Hannibal Lecter. Not only is he the most famous of the lot, crowned with Oscars, with several books and movies to his name, but in the NBC series created by Bryan Fuller, he is the cleverest, most refined, best-dressed, neatest person alive, not to mention a fabulous cook.

Read The Binge, our TV column at Business World.

The world’s most expensive bed. “Php7.7M lang??”

Very soundly, secure in the knowledge that they have way more than they need, and that their children never have to work a day in their lives—unless it is to continue the family business.

Or if they can’t sleep, they can console themselves that in their antique sleigh beds with king-size mattresses, 1,200-thread count sheets and pillows stuffed with the feathers of virgin geese, their insomnia is more comfortable than most people’s sleep.

And they can always take sleeping pills. Yes, research suggests that anti-anxiety medications prescribed to help people sleep cause Alzheimer’s disease, but this might even be to their advantage. When they get hauled in front of a Senate panel to explain how they can buy entire towns on their declared incomes, they can reply that they don’t remember.

Perhaps the investigations into corruption are going about it the wrong way. They assume that the corrupt know the difference between right and wrong.

Read our column at InterAksyon.com.

The Counselor was written by Cormac McCarthy, author of Blood Meridian and No Country for Old Men. In the movie, the character played by Cameron Diaz does something to a Ferrari.

According to a news report, Cormac McCarthy’s ex-wife was arrested over the weekend for pointing a gun at her boyfriend then holstering it someplace unusual.

Thanks to Chus for the alert (Scandalosa!).

There was something very familiar about the furor over Vice Ganda’s tasteless joke about Jessica Soho, but we couldn’t remember exactly what it was. Days later it hit us: We’d already written about it. Almost 20 years ago.

Vice Ganda thought it was all right to make a joke about rape because we live in a culture where rape is not a horrible crime but the stuff of entertainment and titillation.

From 1994, our column about “wag-wag”.

Read our column, Vice Ganda and what’s really sick about our society, at InterAksyon.com.

He was even more badass than Omar.

Donnie Andrews, inspiration for Omar character on ‘The Wire,’ dies
By Justin Fenton and Jessica Anderson, The Baltimore Sun

Andrews died Thursday following heart complications while in New York City, where he was attending an event as part of his efforts to promote a non-profit outreach foundation. He was 58.

Read it at the Baltimore Sun.