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low-yield murder |
"control shot" |
podyezd |
really stupid criminal |
children |
cries for help ignored |
murder-suicide |
"investigation continuing" |
carved up like a turkey |
related to victim's job |
cannibalism |
riddled with bullets |
old people |
Hunger-related murder |
TAKE THIS, AND EAT IT
Ok, get this: you'll never guess what was stolen last month. Just guess.
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"Ready or not, here I come -- to cut off your HEAD!" |
We'll give you a hint: you've probably seen it before. If you've lived in St. Petersburg, you've almost definitely seen it. Give up? It's that little shriveled-up piece of bread that was on display at St. Pete's Piskarevskoye cemetary museum-the souvenir 125-gram piece of bread left over as a memento from the Leningrad blockade. The 125-gram piece of rough black bread was the daily food ration for blockaded Leningraders throughout the siege-just enough to keep some people alive, not enough for others. The bread on display at the cemetary museum was, of course, devoid of any real worth, but was a priceless symbol of the sacrifices Russians made during the war. And now-actually as of the night of May 8-it's gone. Someone up and took it. Go figure. We get all kinds here, in these Death Porn pages.
HEY, MOM, GUESS WHAT?
Remember, Mom, how you always told me to take a deep breath and count to ten before I did anything when I was angry? Well, I meant to do that, just like you told me, but then I just up and forgot...and now my girlfriend and both her parents are lying in rapidly-widening blood puddles across town. Something like that was the story a woman heard from her 29 year-old son last month in the Tambov oblast village of Khmelevoye after the latter came home late at night drunk and out of sorts. Startled, Mom rushed over to the girlfriend's house, and peeked in-it was true! Her son's fiancee, and his future in-laws, had been hacked to death. Mom called the police, and returned home just in time to find a big, fat comma-self headline swinging from a rope in her living room; her son had hung himself. Turns out the culprit had argued with his future in-laws about something, and the marriage had been thrown into jeopardy. So the suitor did the logical thing: he killed everybody involved. No word yet on whether Mom is renting the room out, but we're pretty sure she's taking calls.
A GOOD SHOT
Two stories into this issue's Death Porn section, and not a single
"commercial director" bumped off for reasons connected with his professional activities. Better fix that fast. Here goes: it happened this past Monday morning that one Alexander Mikhnevich, director of the Serpukhov region
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"Ouch -- my foot!" |
trucking company "ATEK", walked out of his house for the last time. Mikhnevich had a plush brick bandit-abode in the sleepy little dacha-village of Glubokovo, and it was fitted with all the latest alarm systems. Unfortunately, he didn't have one set to tap him on the shoulder on his way out the door, and point out the suspicious character and the glint of metal in the parked car on the other side of the street. The killer was clearly a pro, and put in a performance he'll be sure to put on his resume; he capped Mikhnevich in the head with one shot without leaving his car, from a distance of about 50 feet. According to Moskovsky Komsomolets, Mikhnevich was one of those cheery privatization success stories: he'd taken control of ATEK, which was formerly a state venture, and had a virtual monopoly on trucking in the Serpukhov region. The paper said the victim had a reputation for dealing mercilessly with anyone who threatened to break his monopoly. Wonder if he's willing to share the market now.
ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL
Anna was in her second marriage. From her first she had two kids. From her second, one more. That meant five mouths to feed, no small order in the poverty-stricken Ukrainian city of Dubno. Particularly for Anna's husband, who was an unemployed alcoholic with a bad temper. Every day it was the same thing-feed me this, feed me that. It got tiring. And then, to top it all off, the damned kids didn't even eat their food right. According to Kriminalnaya Khronika, things started going really wrong in Anna's family when her four
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"Hey, can you pass the A-1 sauce?" |
year-old daughter from the first marriage, Yekaterina, dropped a piece of boiled potato while Anna was out of the house. That was enough for the Stepdad. In a rage, he picked Anna up, carried her outside led her to the woods, tied her to a tree, beat her with an open leather dog collar, and then fastened her neck to the tree with the latter. Then he walked away, figuring she'd die. He was wrong: little Yekaterina managed to chew through the collar and stumble out of the forest. On the way, she came across a farmer who was picking herbal grasses. The farmer rescued her and brought her to the authorities. End of story? No. After lengthy consultation with the family, the police in Dubno elected not to press charges, and simply returned Yekaterina to the family nest, instructing Anna and her husband to work out their difficulties. She's there right now, maybe eating a potato.
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