Tuesday, September 30, 2014

On Top Of The World

 
 
As part of a donation I made through my work to LLS (http://www.lls.org/), I got to tour the penthouse and deck of the spire today, which was really cool! I work in the tallest building in the state of Idaho, the Zions Bank building, downtown Boise. It's brand new and pretty dang fancy! I love being in the heart of downtown. The penthouse offers some spectacular views of the entire valley, but the spire deck (19 stories up) takes the cake. It's quite the hike up a very tall ladder, through a roof hatch. But well worth it! The rep for The Gardner Company really gave us some great information about not only our building, but the surrounding construction projects, including the J.U.M.P. and the transit station. And quite possibly some insider information not yet known to the Treasure Valley. As part of the construction downtown, there will soon be the largest crane in North America. Here in Boise! And due to that, the U.S. Bank building will not have the ever-present Christmas tree atop the building this holiday season. The crane will be so tall, it will swing over the top of the U.S. Bank building, thus not allowing the Christmas tree. It's planned to only be a one year absence, but dang I will miss that tree! Apparently there is something in the works to distract the general public from the missing tree.....I guess we'll see what they come up with!
 
 
 
 
When I took this shot, I leaned out over the wall. One of the ladies on the tour was freaking out, wanting me to step back. Lady, 19 stories up is nothing once you stand on the top observation deck of the Empire State Building. Settle down.
 
 
 
My firm takes up the entire 13th floor, so we are fairly used to these views. But there is something special about standing up in the open air, taking it all in.
 
 
Looking up at the spire. We got to see the hatch where they can adjust the lighting for decorative purposes.
 
 

Monday, September 29, 2014

Helter Skelter Thoughts - Part 2



I really powered through the remaining part of this book - mostly because it was the trial and sentencing.  I really have to feel bad for Bugliosi for putting up with Manson's trial attorney. What a complete asshole, who bogged down the trial, everyone's time, and taxpayers' money with absurd objections and meritless motions. I have to deal with that every single day for the nine month trial would have been absolutely maddening for anyone in that courtroom. Even Manson begged him to sit down and shut up. To make it clear, Manson had asked numerous times to defend himself. The judge would not allow it. After going through quite a few attorneys in the preliminary stages, Manson was finally stuck with Irving Kanarek, who had quite the reputation in the legal community. He certainly lived up to that reputation, and then some, often keeping witnesses on the stand for cross-examination much longer than necessary. One witness was questioned for 18 days. Seriously! Manson and his faithful followers also kept the trial "interesting" with their own antics - at one point, Manson hopped over the defense table and lunged at the judge with a pencil. There were constant threats by the followers of jail breakouts or some unknown "doom" on what they deemed "judgment day". This all lead to heightened security at the courthouse. After the prosecution rested their case, it was finally Manson's day to present his side of the story. Many wondered if he would take the stand in his own defense. His trial attorney stood up and simply said "the defense rests."  They didn't even put on a case! They moved for a dismissal on the grounds that the prosecution had not provided sufficient proof to warrant a conviction.  One of the countless motions denied.  Rightfully so.

Ultimately, Manson and the other three ladies on trial were all sentenced to death. Two years later, the state of California reversed all death penalty convictions and reverted them to life sentences. The three ladies, naturally, all found Jesus in jail and are "model" inmates. They renounced any association with Manson.  They have all come up for parole numerous times - all denied. Susan Atkins (the most creepy, in my opinion) died in 2009 of brain cancer.

Manson, 80 years old, is still serving his life sentence at Corcoran State Prison in California in protective custody. He has never been in general population.  There are many websites and Facebook pages dedicated to his "cause" and his "wrongful conviction". He changed the X on his forehead (self-carved during his trial, and copied by the three women defendants) to a swastika. Charming. He has a lady "friend" who has moved across the country to Corcoran to be near him. She visits every weekend and is in charge of the various websites dedicated to Manson. She claims she wasn't drawn to him by the serial killer stigma, but by his pro-Earth environmental beliefs. She also claims that one day, they will be married. Honey, he's all yours.

The house where the Tate murders occurred has been demolished. A new house has been built, but it stands empty as no real estate agent will list it.

Manson claims that we (the American people) made him this way. Before he was released prior to the Tate murders, he asked the jail staff to let him stay in prison. It's all he knew. He was completely institutionalized. It's the people's fault for letting him out. And it's our fault that the fascination with him continues. He flat out said in one interview, I don't ask for all of these people to write me, to create websites dedicated to me, to come visit me. They do it on their own. You all are as sick as I am.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Mountain Air

I am quite pleased with the amount of times I have been able to get up into the mountain air this year. It's my favorite place to be. My parents and Rod and Taunya have been up near Boiling Springs again, so I took the kids up to visit. We did this same trip last year and it was rainy. This year, rainy. Seriously - we are jinxed! It certainly didn't stop me from taking the trip, and in fact, aside from some light drizzles here and there, it really wasn't THAT rainy.
 
It is no secret that Carter LOVES the 4 wheelers. Everyone had a running bet as to how long it would take him after we arrived to ask someone, ANYONE, to take him on a ride. He actually lasted longer than anyone had bet, but it still drew a chuckle when he finally did ask.
 
 
 
Papa was the first victim.
 
 
We also played catch a couple times, and Rod had some great pointers for Carter that I will be using in our drills from here on out.
 
 
Such a handsome goofball!
 
Taunya was always pleased to take Carter on a ride.
 
 
Just like last year, we took a walk down into Boiling Springs, to the cabin (though people were there) and the hot springs. I let Carter get in and he really enjoyed the warm water this year.
 
 
These two dogs and their incessant diving for rocks.
 
 
 
 
Dad and Rod watching the dogs and Carter.
 
 
 
 
Think he's relaxed at all?
 
 
 
 
 
We have all these chairs around and she plops on the ground with her food.
 
 
 
Heading to the fire to listen to the BSU game. My spirit socks did NOT help us win.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
My two favorite ladies.
 
 
Mountain sunset.
 
 
Since my parents and Rod/Taunya have brand new trailers (they are certainly set for retirement!), I didn't take a tent for sleeping. We just camped out inside the trailers instead!
 
 
Someone in a neighboring camp left two of these "chairs". I brought home the small one for Kendall. The other, which was Carter's size, was too big to bring home.
 
 
 
I'm not entirely sure what these berries are, but they were ALL over the place!
 
 
I stopped near Crouch to grab a shot of a barn with all of the fall colors, but with the way the barn is situated in proximity to the road, it wasn't the grand shot I thought it would be. but I did grab one of Carter since he was out exploring with me.
 

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Helter Skelter - Thoughts, Part 1

The first time my dad recommend this book to me, I'm pretty sure the conversation went something like this:
 
Me:  I have nothing to read, do you have any recommendations at the top of your list?
Dad:  Did you ever read Helter Skelter?
Me: No, what is that?
Dad: It's the book about the Charles Manson murders. It's one of those books that will make you get up and lock all the doors and windows in your house.
Me: Gosh, no thanks.
 
And that was the end of it. Then I really got into a rut because I was out of books to read by my regular authors. So again I asked my dad, and again he recommended Helter Skelter. I already have an imagination that runs on high, so really the last thing I needed was a story like this, a TRUE STORY no less, to really get my mind racing. Despite my initial refusal to read this book, I looked it up and did some research. One of the co-authors, Vincent Bugliosi, was one of the prosecutors of the Tate and LaBianca cases. Talk about some insider information! The book is 680 pages. No, that's not a typo. I just passed the 400 page mark, so I thought I would write down some thoughts.
 
This is a true crime book. I really don't need to say anything beyond that because I think we are all aware of who Charles Manson is, along with The Family (his loyal pack of followers). Bugliosi does a fantastic job of recapping the investigation, arrests, grand jury indictments, and trials surrounding the numerous murders committed (and those which didn't come to fruition - scary!) by Manson and his Family. He also does a great job of capturing the complete ineptitude of various police departments involved in the investigation. As a criminal justice major, I just cringe at some of the bonehead moves made not only by the police officers, but the crime scene techs, coroners, and other various entities involved. I had to really remind myself, numerous times, of the time difference. This all takes place in the late 1960s. Obviously these police departments are different than what we have now. Resources were more limited, for sure. But the glaring contrast is the blatant lack of communication between the separate police departments involved. There were numerous agencies all working these investigations together, and no voluntary sharing of information, discoveries, tips, leads, interrogation notes, confessions, etc. These guys were tripping up other agencies' investigations, sometimes on purpose. It almost seemed like a competition to see who could delay the other's investigation more. So much for speedy justice!
 
I like that we got a really detailed background on Manson, dating back to his early childhood where he was, sometimes, raised by his very young mother who was a drunk, druggie, partier, prostitute (not entirely sure who his father is), and in and out of jail for the majority of his youth. Sometimes Manson was passed on to family members, other times he was in some sort of boarding/reform school. His introduction to crime was also at a very early age (I believe he was 12 or 13 when he committed an armed robbery). By the time he was in his 30s, he had spent half of his life in jail - not shocking.
 
Bugliosi really dives into Manson's motive when trying to put together his case for trial. Manson was obsessed with a couple of ideas, stemming from various sources. One was Revelation 9 and the other was the White Album by the Beatles. He truly believes the Beatles were speaking directly to him, via their music, and directing him to act. He believed there would be a world-wide race war, with the blacks killing off all of the whites. Due to this, Manson started building his "Family" of followers in the hopes of reaching 144,000 (a number mentioned in the bible). He centered this Family in Death Valley, where he sought a bottomless pit (Revelation 9) where the Family was to hide during this race war. It was his belief that after the race war was over, these 144,000 white people would emerge from the bottomless pit and rule the world. And he convinced each of his followers of this. The Family consisted of men, women, and children (naturally there were children since most of Manson's initial contact with the followers began at LSD parties that turned into orgies). Manson had a hatred for "the establishment" and anyone who belonged. He would give the followers LSD (or other drugs) and then talk to them about life, love, world order, how they had to respect the earth, and apparently kill anyone associated with the establishment in preparation for this race war. When the race war never really "took off" on its own, that's when Manson decided he had to go show the blacks how to get it started. Hence, the Tate and LaBianca murders. There were several other planned murders, which were unsuccessful for various reasons. Many very close encounters with some very lucky people (in the sense that they are still alive).
 
Bugliosi also talked a lot about the "power" that Manson had over the followers. Whether you call it brainwashing or something else, Manson had all of these people convinced that he was Jesus Christ. The followers completed every task asked of them, whether it was running to get supplies, doing something on the compound, or stabbing someone 52 times. Didn't matter, it was done if Manson directed it. And reading the quotes from some of these people, especially the meek women who fell into this "trap" is just sickening...their nonchalant descriptions of the murders, as if they were describing picking out a brand of soap. It just meant nothing to them. It was all done in the name of love, and Charlie, and Jesus Christ.
 
In the book, I am just now getting to the beginning of the trials, and what a shit show! I feel so bad for Bugliosi for having to deal with the games and completely asinine behavior of Manson and the others on trial, including some of the defense attorneys.
 
I will have a Part 2 once I finish the book to share some closing thoughts, not only on the book itself, but some of the independent research I have done to dive deeper into some of the topics.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Logan {senior}

I was reminded this weekend by my dad (ever so politely, I might add) that I am behind on my blogging. I know.....I have lots of posts coming as I catch up on shoots and such. I did this shoot with Logan a couple weekends ago. I also did his sister's senior photos last year. Logan's mom and sister had me totally psyched out for this shoot. Logan has Autism. For those who don't know, there are many different "varieties" of Autism - some quite severe, others quite mild. I had no clue what to expect from Logan, but his mom told me that it could end up being a complete disaster. Wonderful. My game plan was to follow Logan's mom's lead. I didn't want to hop out of my car and shake Logan's hand and come off too strong. So I just kept it cool and it was honestly a great shoot! There were no issues whatsoever, and Logan was a wonderful kid.