Tuesday, June 24

Crime Novels versus The Real Thing...

The Holly Jones murder has been a headliner for quite a while now, and even people like me, who have tried to ignore the news as of late, have managed to learn a small amount about the brutal killing and the subsequent investigation.
The odd thing is that, the more I read about this in the papers, the more I begin to think of it as some sort of James Patterson, or Jeffrey Deaver crime story. Where is Lincoln Rhyme, Lucas Davenport, or Alex Cross? Why haven't the Toronto police been able to use insight and technology to find a unique carpet fibre that can be traced back to the car mats in the suspects vehicle? Why haven't they found some sort of reclusive eye witness, or a bit of trace evidence under a finger nail, that will lead them to the killer?
After reading all these books, or watching films like Murder by Numbers, you would think the police are able to piece together a crime and solve it within moments, unless of course they're competing with a criminal mastermind. A mastermind with a cool nickname like the Night Stalker, or Jackal, or Iceman (no relation to the Ice Queen).
I guess this just goes to show me, that real life is seldom like the movies, or novels I read.
I've also wondered, if maybe some of todays criminals are reading these same crime novels, and as a result are learning about police investigation techniques. Falsifying evidence, contaminating a crime scene, things like that. Older films or novels taught criminals to wipe away finger prints. I'm wondering if modern entertainment will have them vaccuming trace elements like fibres, specks of dirt, and hairs.
Maybe they'll start scraping under their victims finger nails to remove any sort of evidence of a struggle.


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