Recently and for another online publication, I wrote an article about visiting the murder sites of the famous and unsolved Zodiac killings. The post enjoyed lots of feedback, both negative and positive, and I received many emails from folks who claim to have had actual experiences with the real Zodiac killer.
For the record, I think the Zodiac killer is dead. I don’t know who this person was (or is), but I cannot tell you the glee I experience in opening an email from someone with a personal tale of what they believe to be an experience with Zodiac, and experience which still haunts them. For example, get a load of this:
“…To make this long story short, the man that I got away from in ’68 continues to stalk me, he has shot at me, tried to force me off the road late at night and still calls me from time to time. He has sent me letters and notes. So in answer to you wondering if Zodiac is still alive I have to say he is…”
Aside from this email (and really, I wish I could post the whole thing) being amazing, I have clearly found my new best friend/personal project. Whether or not this woman is being stalked by the Zodiac, she clearly thinks she’s being stalked by someone. I cannot wait to interject myself into her serial killer-related drama.
I also got an email from a man who was so upset that I visited a murder site that he called me a “socially retarded c***.” So, you know, these posts can really bring out the best in people. True crime has long been an interest of mine, and while some people find it offensive, you’ll be seeing a lot of it on Slow News Day.
Good or bad, discussions on cold cases can bring a lot of weird stuff to the surface. I enthusiastically welcome it all. Here are some more quotes from emails I received in response to the Zodiac post:
“Wanted to say a quick thanks for your Zodiac post. I too have been fascinated by the case, like many others, but have kept it mainly on the down low due to it’s sensitive nature. “
“We used to go out to Blue Rock and smoke pot, listen to music, I have two friends who think they saw the Zode there once in his get up.”
“Bitch, you are a dirty asshole.”
Folks also got in touch to connect me with deeply underground Zodiac-based websites, including this one which offers to engage in a game of wits with Zodiac in hopes of his identity being revealed. A GAME OF WITS, YOU GUYS. These are my people, and I welcome a continued conversation, no matter how weird, on unsolved mysteries.
We’ve got a whole section on “Morbidly Fascinating” here at Slow News Day, mainly so that we can continue to bond with our like-minded, creepy crime solvers. And you know, maybe one day solve a crime and become heroes.