“T” Tastes Like Chicken by Newt Livesay #atozchallenge

we ran out of body bags…

 

I am winding up the A to Z month with some handy tips for writers. My very good friend Newt Livesay is deliberate in his research and since crime is his genre he has to figure out a way for his “bad guys” get rid of bodies. Newt did a blog called the body disposal group where these different “pieces” are taken from.

Newt is finalizing a novel set in New Orleans titled: “The Man that Tattooed Women.” This novel  is one part serial killer one part raging hurricane which sums up to a thrilling ride. If you like a book that you can’t put down and you find yourself screaming”RUN”  at the characters, then you will like this story. The novel should be in e-book form by this summer.

You can find Newt at Facebook  onTwitter he is @newtlivesay. If you or anyone you know has served in the military, it is quiet likely that they used a Livesay knife to stay alive. Newt is an excellent writer and a dear friend and I am grateful for the tips he is sharing for the letters T-W!!!

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tastes like chicken

Eating one’s victims is a simple and effective means of disposing of that pesky body. A great book on this subject was written by the late Peter Hathaway Capstick, entitled “MANEATERS.” Everything I have read about human flesh is that it is: ‘sweet, almost the texture or consistency of pork’. Most cultures that at one time condoned (or still do) the eating of human flesh do so with a certain reverence. Just as animals eat vital organs first for  nourishment, cannibals have certain rites or protocols they follow. Hearts, livers, and brains are reserved for the more important members of the conclave with brains being the most prized. During WWII in the Pacific, some members of the Japanese military practiced a code of Bushido where they ate unlucky allied prisoners. Read the true accounts of this practice in James Bradley’s “Fly Boys” ( movie of the same name); it is very revealing.

Jeffrey Lionel Dahmer (May 21, 1960 – November 28, 1994) was a serial killer and sex offender. Dahmer murdered 17 men and boys and seemed to have an appetite for Africans and AsiansDahmer enjoyed both a lifestyle of necrophilia and cannibalism between 1978 and 1991. The majority of his murders occurred between 1987 and 1991 and his murders were particularly gruesome involving rape, torture and dismemberment. On November 28, 1994, he was beaten to death by an inmate at the Columbia Correctional Institution where he had been incarcerated.

Now for the Disclaimer – This blog does not suggest that anyone should do anything that would be considered illegal. This is a blog for writers to use for research, and as comical relief of a very serious problem. If you do not understand this fully, or you think this give you the rights to commit an illegal act, you’re one sick bastard, and you should seek competent mental counseling immediately.
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Go for Broke #442nd #memorialday

You always amazed me with that sweet quiet smile
I would pull into my driveway we always talked for awhile
I loved the deep brown wrinkles that formed a content countenance
I never saw a frown as you leaned over our fence
So few of us knew the layers of the real you

A master gardener for a well known  organization was your due

Your work was written up in magazines here and nation wide
I saw those gardens – you have the perfect eye
How surprised was I to find in a simple interview
Of your marked heroism your bravery too
Your dear precious wife proudly brought out your medal
so I plied the story – you played like a fiddle
Layer by layer your story was told
relocated to Tanforan’s racetrack where horses were foaled

Your farms taken your family sent afar
I knew very little then about Manzanar
there I saw “off limits” and shame in your eyes

When that place was mentioned a place you despised

You were proud to be a Nisei son
your parents sought a better life not to be shunned
How could a nation summarily label you as the enemy?
But they did so without thinking – it was delivered shamefully
You were just 18 when you signed for the 442nd
You would have signed up to fight with any unit I reckon
Proud were you and your Japanese brothers

To fight under the American flag you had no druthers

“Go for Broke” was your cry

Many young lives for America died

Each of you shed blood for the cause

Didn’t America know it was their loss?
That limp so dear to me came with pride
to carry several fallen back to safety one lived another died
You are a hero in many eyes
You bring beauty into the world every day

The flowers your beauty always on display

But the thing I realize I see

Is a man with a rich history

And now when I see you I ponder awhile
I dwell on the heart of the man with the tanned wrinkled smile

“I can’t tell you how much I appreciate the opportunity to tell you what you have done for this country.
You fought not only the enemy, but you fought prejudice.
And you won.
You have made the Constitution stand for what it really means: the welfare of all the people, all the time.”
– President Harry S. Truman speaking to the 100th Battalion and 442nd Regimental Combat Team, July 15, 1946