Nysgard the Canadian Dracula

I was watching the horrific documentary on Canadian fashion mogul Peter Nygard last night. (Not a great bedtime story.) Realizing he was a type of vampire with his insatiable hunger for young women – sexually assaulting women/girls is just the beginning of his parasitic appetites- it dawned on me he had an eerie resemblance to Gary Oldman’s Dracula in the 1992 creature feature. Oddly enough the horror movie doesn’t hold a candle to the psychosis Nygard is capable of.


Richard Cain: the JFK shooter in the alleged ‘Oswald sniper’s nest’

JFK Players and Witnesses

Richard Cain montage

‘The CIA trained Roselli, Giancana, Richard Cain and other gunmen in the art of assassination, which none of them hardly needed.’– M. Wesley Swearingen, To Kill a President, 2008.

‘Mooney(Sam Giancana) said that both Cain and Nicoletti were actual gunmen for the hit, being placed at opposite ends of the Dallas Book Depository.  In fact, he asserted it was Cain who’d actually fired from the infamous sixth-story window.’– Sam Giancana & Chuck Giancana, Double Cross, 1992.

‘Later there would be reports of men apparently running away from the Book Depository.  One witness said he noticed a man in his thirties, in a dark jacket, emerge from the “back entrance” of the building and run down the street.’ – Anthony Summers, Conspiracy, 1980.

‘Sam Giancana had done something to him so foul he had lost all respect for Sam and wanted to bring down…

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The Serpent

I just finished watching the ambitious Netflix/BBC series, The Serpent.

The story of a master criminal who slithers his way through Asia selling rubies, and killing young Westerners; hippies to be exact.

The story is based on true events, but what could of been another documentary, in a field crowded with true crime doc’s becomes a study of politics. fashion, and crime.

At the heart of our story is the cold blooded killer, Charles Sobhraj, as played by Tahar Rahim. On the surface his motives are clear: he is poor, and steals from wealthy tourists. But as the story continues it’s clear he’s no common criminal. More like a vampire that lives off of the niave hippies travelling through Asia looking for good times, and good drugs. At one point Sobhraj asks his henchman, “Why do these rich westerners come here? Why do they leave their comfortable lives for this?”

Sobhraj holds court in a small, swinging 70’s apartment complex. The perfect respite for travelers looking for escape from the heat and humidity of Southeast Asia, complete with swimming pool and non-stop partying.

Here we meet his first ‘bikini kill,’ in the form of an American tourist, Teresa Knowlton.

Typical of her generation Knowlton is on a spiritual/hedonistic journey. The culmination of which will end at a Buddhists monastery where she will serve as a nun. But first she must sow some wild oats. Like Marion Crane in Psycho poor Teresa has picked the wrong apartment/motel to spend the night. And, like Norman Bates, Sobhraj lies in wait like spider in his web.

With the help of his accomplice, Ajay Chowdhurry, they roofie Theresa and steal her travelers checks, but Teresa is not down for the count. Aware of her predicament she struggles to stay alive, screaming obscenities at her unimpressed attackers. “You are vulgar,” Sobhraj declares, before drowning her in something more akin to a baptism then murder.

“Oh compassionate ones, this person is going from this world to the other shore,” Teresa Knowlton (Alice Englert) reads from The Tibetan Book Of The Dead, as we watch Sobhraj dump her, drugged and helpless, into the ocean.

“She is leaving this world. She is dying without choice. She has no friends. She is suffering greatly. She has no refuge. She has no protector. She has no allies. 

“The light of this life has set, and she is embarking on a great battle.”

Teresa continues: “She is seized by the great evil spirit. She is terrified by the messengers of the Lord of Death. She is entering existence after existence. 

“Because of her Karma, she is helpless.”

As her lifeless body is shown being found by a local fisherman, Teresa tells us sadly: “The time has come when she must go alone without a friend.”

It’s the most moving sequence in the series. It is poetic, stinging, and mystical, and something rarely seen on TV.

Greek myths are filled with gods and goddesses visiting unsuspecting mortals to test them in ways that rarely go well for the mortal.

So it is for the poor souls who cross the Serpent’s path.

Sobhraj is a fallen angel here to pass judgement on us, the decadent, self-absorbed westerners that are flooding his country in hedonistic pursuits. He warns his ‘brother,’ Ajay not to be fooled by these beautiful young women who use sex as a form of colonialism to trap and abuse their hosts.

It’s an interesting and mystifying take on what ordinarily would of been just another true crime documentary.