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Suspect in Manhattan Killing Hated Black Men, Police Say
James Harris Jackson, 28, an Army veteran from Baltimore claimed responsibility for using a sword to fatally stab a black man, the police say.
By Ashley Southall

An Army veteran with a long-simmering hatred of black men claimed responsibility on Wednesday for using a sword to fatally stab a homeless man in Manhattan this week, the police said, calling the attack random and racially motivated.

The suspect, James Harris Jackson, 28, of Baltimore, surrendered to the police shortly after midnight on Wednesday, a day after the victim, Timothy Caughman, 66, stumbled into a police station bleeding from stab wounds to his chest and back, Assistant Chief William Aubry, the commander of Manhattan South detectives, told reporters at Police Headquarters. The police arrested him on a charge of second-degree murder, but the chief said they wanted to upgrade the charge by classifying it a hate crime.

“I’m the person you’re looking for,” Chief Aubry said Mr. Jackson told police officers when he walked into the police substation in Times Square. He had recognized himself in an image from a security camera broadcast on the news Tuesday evening, the chief said.

Mr. Jackson told the police that he had chosen New York City to make a statement by attacking black men. He told investigators where he discarded the murder weapon, a 26-inch sword with an 18-inch blade, and told them he was carrying knives in his pocket. Chief Aubry said the police had collected video evidence that seemed to corroborate Mr. Jackson’s account of the evening.

“He was very forthcoming with us,” Chief Aubry said. “He knew what he was doing when he was coming up here, and he relayed all of that information to us.”

The attack on Mr. Caughman, who was black, came as cities across the country, especially New York City, are experiencing a rise in hate crimes since the presidential election. Mayor Bill de Blasio, who has condemned the attacks, denounced the killing, which he said appeared to be based solely on Mr. Caughman’s race.

“More than an unspeakable human tragedy, this is an assault on what makes this the greatest city in the world: our inclusiveness and our diversity,” he said.

The victim, who lived in a homeless shelter on West 36th Street, and was an avid recycler, according to his Twitter profile, had been sifting through the trash around the corner on 9th Avenue, in front of a row of restaurants, when he was accosted by a man in a dark coat around 11:15 p.m. on Monday, the police said. The assailant argued with Mr. Caughman before stabbing the victim, according to the police, who declined to say what words they exchanged. After the attack, Mr. Jackson, the police said, threw the sword in a nearby garbage can and went into a restaurant restroom to wash the blood off.

Mr. Caughman walked two blocks to the Midtown South Precinct, where he arrived about 10 minutes after the attack. Officers summoned an ambulance to take him to Bellevue Hospital where Mr. Caughman was later pronounced dead.

The police on Tuesday released an image of the suspect wearing a black coat and walking away from the scene of the stabbing. Around 12:30 a.m. on Wednesday, Mr. Jackson had turned himself in.

Mr. Jackson was handcuffed and dressed in a Tyvek suit to protect evidence on his body when investigators escorted him out of the Midtown South Precinct on Wednesday afternoon. He appeared subdued as he was taken to his arraignment in criminal court in Manhattan, which was not expected to take place until later in the day.

The police found two knives in Mr. Jackson’s coat, and later recovered the sword he said he used to kill Mr. Caughman, Chief Aubry said. Investigators were also seeking a warrant to search his cellphone and laptop. Mr. Jackson had a manifesto explaining his desire and plans that he had wanted to deliver to The New York Times, according to a person briefed on the matter who spoke on the condition of anonymity as the investigation is continuing.

Mr. Jackson harbored a hatred of black men for more than a decade and came to New York last weekend to attack them, Chief Aubry said.

Officials did not say if they knew what had triggered his animosity. Investigators were beginning to plumb his background, including any criminal history or mental health issues, the chief said.

Mr. Jackson returned from a deployment to Afghanistan in 2011 and was stationed in Germany before he was discharged, according to information posted on his father’s Facebook page. It is not clear when he was discharged or under what circumstances.

An Army spokeswoman did not return an email seeking comment. Calls to numbers listed for his parents in Maryland were not returned on Wednesday.

Surveillance video recorded before the fatal attack showed Mr. Jackson following another black man around Midtown though he did not do anything to the man, the police said.

“We’re very fortunate that it stopped at one, and it wasn’t more,” Chief Aubry said.

In 1970, MoMA presented the first retrospective of the young abstract artist Frank Stella. Then just 33 years old, he was—and still is—the youngest artist ever to have a retrospective at the Museum. The exhibition covered roughly a decade’s worth of the artist’s paintings and drawings, foregrounding his pioneering shaped canvases and emphasis on serial structures. The press release emphasized Stella’s originality and influence: “At a time when abstract painting is frequently characterized by narrowness of its stylistic range, Stella’s exhibition reveals an extraordinary variety, not simply in the aesthetic structuring of the pictures but in their expressive character.” William Rubin, Chief Curator of the Department of Painting and Sculpture, argued in the catalogue that just as the painterly exuberance of Abstract Expressionism seemed to run its course, “Stella had contributed to the already varied vocabulary of American art…one of the few genuinely new paths for the continued development of major non-figurative art.”

Read the out-of-print catalogue, see images of the installation, and more at 26 of #52exhibitions #MoMAhistory

A Hard Lesson in Illusions: Chapter 9

Authors’ Note: Happy Thursday!!! Now that Rafael knows the truth behind Natalia’s ordeal, the reunited couple are off to confront the men responsible for their misfortune. What else will they unmask along the way? Read on for more! @vintagemichelle91 and I hope that you enjoy!!!

           “Natalia, I don’t like it.”

           As the morning stretched into the afternoon, they lay together in the unfamiliar bed. And waited. On and off, Natalia accepted his embrace. Until the memories became too much to bear, and she inched to the other end of the mattress. When it was far too lonely without him, she cuddled back into his chest, his fingers gentle with every touch.


           “I’m coming with you,” she softly insisted. “I won’t let him hurt you again.”

           “And what about you?” Rafael asked.

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Little Robe, Cheyenne Chief

Photographer: William Henry Jackson
Date: 1878?
From the William Blackmore collection, Negative Number 058636

Little Robe survived the massacre at Sand Creek, Colorado, on November 29, 1864, where he lost most of his family. Despite (or because of) the violence he witnessed during the American Indian Wars, Little Robe became an advocate for peace, leading treaty negotiations and diplomatic delegations until his death in 1886.

The young woman’s shrieking was loud and getting louder, but there was laughter in it. ‘Stop it! Philip, stop it, stop it stop it!’ accompanied by the scamper of feet on stairs.

A grinning man was reaching out and pinching her bottom repeatedly and growling: ‘Get up there, girl, get up there,’ forcing her up.

Chief Petty Officer William Evans, who had been coming down, had to get out of their way as the screaming and laughing Queen, in a blouse and skirt, was ushered by Prince Philip’s pinches and growls all the way to the top of the 80-tread staircase at Broadlands, in Hampshire, home of the late Earl Mountbatten.

The royal couple were regular weekend guests at the home of Philip’s Uncle Dickie, and staff noted that only one of the two bedrooms in their suite was ever slept in. At the top of the stairs the noise suddenly subsided.

The door of their suite closed behind them, muffled giggling continued, and then there was silence. ‘They were like a pair of teenagers,’ recalls Evans, now 83, who was head of Mountbatten’s personal staff. ‘The Queen had a look of panic on her face that wasn’t really panic at all, if you know what I mean — she was loving it, and Philip knew that.

‘He was enjoying himself, and he wouldn’t stop, but just kept pinching her bottom all the way to the top, and it’s a lot of stairs. I wondered whether they ever behaved like that at Buckingham Palace.’

A remarkable vignette. But what is even more extraordinary is that the royal couple were not newlyweds when this highly charged, and clearly amorous scene was played out.

It was the early Sixties and Philip and Elizabeth had been married for getting on for 15 years, the Queen had been on the throne for the best part of a decade, and they already had three of their four children.

‘But this,’ says Evans, ‘is how they were. Whenever they came to stay they always had lots of fun together. She always looked at him with a glint in her eyes.’

anonymous asked:

What do you think is the most successful political family dynasty? Bush? Adams? Kennedy? Roosevelt?

No, I think there’s a political dynasty that is overlooked because they aren’t as flashy as the Kennedys or Roosevelts: the Taft family. 

The most famous member of the family, William Howard Taft, was not only the 27th President of the United States, but also Chief Justice of the United States, Secretary of War, Solicitor General of the United States, and Governor-General of the Philippines, among others. His father, Alphonso Taft, served as Attorney General of the United States and Secretary of War in President Grant’s Administration. And President Taft’s son, Robert, is considered one of the greatest U.S. Senators in history and probably would have been the Republican Presidential nominee (if not actually been elected President) if Dwight Eisenhower hadn’t sought the Presidency in 1952.

That’s just three members of the Taft Family. There are many, many more successful members of the Taft Family’s political dynasty, and they’ve held office longer and more consistently than any of the more famous political dynasties. Here is just a partial list of the Taft political dynasty. Even Lincoln Chaffee (and his father, John, who was a longtime U.S. Senator from Rhode Island, Governor of Rhode Island, and Secretary of the Navy) are connected to the Taft Family’s political dynasty through marriage! 

Jack the Ripper: Is this six-inch knife used by Victorian serial killer? 

A six-inch blade discovered in 2011 could be the one used by Victorian serial killer Jack the Ripper, it has emerged.
It was found among possessions belonging to Welsh surgeon Sir John Williams, a chief suspect in the Victorian murders.

Sir John, known to his family at the time of the killings as “Uncle Jack” was the surgeon to Queen Victoria who lived in London at the time of the slayings.

He fled the capital after the murders and later founded the National Library for Wales in Aberystwyth.

One of his distant relatives has now unearthed the old black-handled surgeon’s knife, which he used for operations, and believes it could be the murder weapon.

Tony Williams, 49, Sir John’s great-great-great-great nephew, has now published a book, which features the startling image of the knife, to expose his relative’s guilt.

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